Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Chapter 16: Big Brother's Sweet Bag (31-32)

By the way, the little guy who was about to bump into without time to stop the car was caught in his arms.

"Lao Zhou, what's the matter?"

"Master..."

Zhou Bo frowned and gave Xiang Xing a quick glance.

Hesitant to speak.

The man saw his thoughts, his eyes narrowed, "Speak straight, she can listen."

"……Ok."

Uncle Zhou sighed.

Still lowered the pitch a little, got closer, and said in a deep voice, "There is news over there, saying that...found it."

When the voice fell, Xiang Xing suddenly felt that the arm that was holding him froze.

She was a little worried, and couldn't help raising her small head and looking at the handsome face with no expression in earnest.

Biting her pink lips, she asked in a low voice, "Did something happen?"

"……fine."

Lu Shaoqian shook his eyes slightly, but smiled softly at her and shook his head.

Immediately, she straightened her nestled body, and wiped off her sweat, "You are also tired today. Let's go home first, okay?"

Xiang Xing tilted his head.

Well, it's really tired.

And she was sweating a lot, she wanted to go back to wash the fragrance.

He smiled and nodded: "Okay."

...

After returning to Lujia Mountain Villa from Huguangshanshui, it was already the time when the sun was setting.

Xiang Xing washed a fragrant beautifully, and rushed away from exhaustion.

Wiping his hair, passing by Lu Shaoqian's study.

Suddenly I saw people inside move.

She couldn't help stopping, and glanced sideways into the crack of the door.

I saw the man standing in front of the desk, holding the old photo frame in his hand, staring in a dream.

Seeing his slightly stunned appearance, Xiang Xing suddenly felt a twitch in his heart.

She couldn't help lowering her soft eyes, gently opened the study door, and walked in slowly.

Gently pulled away the man's other arm, which was naturally hanging down, to embrace his waist.

Sullenly said: "Bad guy, don't be sad, don't show such an expression."

Seeing her, my heart is astringent.

Very uncomfortable.

"……Ok?"

Lu Shaoqian paused, the frowning eyebrows finally eased a lot.

Mo eyes swayed slightly, he couldn't help holding his arms back against the little guy, and poked her little soft cheek in a bit angrily.

"Why do you call me a badass, and still call me a smooth one?"

"Well,"

Xiang Xing straightened up and raised his face solemnly.

There is seriousness in the soft eyes, "I heard that a nickname can make us more intimate, like..."

[...Mute! Mute! ]

Ya Ya hurriedly silenced her second sentence, "It's like giving birth to a child and calling a dog and it's better to raise a dog."