Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Chapter 17: Big Brother's Sweet Bag (33-34)

After Lu Shaoqian handed over the company's recent affairs, he left.

Xiang Xing suddenly felt that he really became the King of the Mountain, eating and drinking, sleeping well, and all the people in the Lu family were under her command. What do they want to do?

So that Ya Ya enviously complains about her every day, she is really happy and successful.

Although, Lu Shaoqian's three phone greetings a day arrived on time.

I would comfort her in the earpiece, and take photos of various snow countries for her to feast her eyes.

but.

She gradually felt that she couldn't laugh a little.

When I wake up every morning, the greedy warmth and the intoxicating "good morning" are gone next door.

There are only lifeless electric blankets and noisy Duck Duck alarms.

At the huge dining table, she was the only one sitting alone, facing the delicacies on the table alone.

You can't finish it.

Finally, Xiang Xing sighed faintly.

Is this the legendary emptiness, loneliness and coldness?

it's wired.

Before coming to enjoy the blessing, she lived alone, and she would not be bored by counting stones every day.

But why after meeting Lu Shaoqian, she started to feel afraid of those days.

Just like it is now.

...

I don't know how long it has passed.

One day, Xiang Xing was sitting on the terrace, eating her favorite caramel pudding cake.

As usual, holding the small fork, the cake is finely divided.

But today, something is wrong.

For some reason, every time she lowered the fork, the shape cut out was either distorted, or the cake embryo was broken directly, and it was broken into a thrilling dish.

Even her hand holding the fork was shaking slightly.

"Kang Dang!"

The girl threw away the fork a little irritably, and dropped her moist eyes.

Suddenly I realized that my heart was beating so fast, and so did my eyelids.

She shook.

But suddenly realized that it seems that Lu Shaoqian did not call her to greet her this morning or noon.

Panicked inexplicably, Xiang Xing immediately took out his phone and pressed the familiar number.

...

In my ears, there was only a long and annoying beep until it was interrupted.

"..."

She dialed again without giving up.

...

[Sorry, the user you are calling has been turned off. 】

"Boom!"

The phone fell to the ground.

Xiang Xing was in a daze, with only four words left in his mind continuously circling around, stinging her heart over and over again.

Something happened to him.

Something happened to him!

Thinking of this, the girl suddenly stood up, turned and ran into the bedroom.