Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Su Qingzhe was taken aback by his sudden thought.

He actually thinks Xiang Xing...cute?

This is really incredible.

At the other end, Xiang Xing was focusing on the small flower pot in his hand.

This is a new variety gifted by the owner of the flower base-pocket mallow.

On the emerald green branches, little pink and purple flowers have just opened up. They are watery, delicate, tender and lovely.

She liked it the first time she saw it.

It's a pity that the result of overly caring about the things in your hands is that you don't even see the road under your feet.

As she walked down the last two steps of the flower base, she stepped a little bit longer and stepped directly into the void.

"what…"

The girl whispered, she couldn't help but swayed, she was about to fall...

Seeing this, Su Qingzhe, who was not far away, felt his heart tensed.

The legs even took a step subconsciously and ran over quickly.

Just as he stretched out his hands and was about to catch Xiang Xing, he suddenly felt that a black shadow flashed quickly in front of him, and he picked up Xiang Xing and protected him in his arms.

"Why don't you look at the road."

Lu Shaoqian shook his head helplessly, agitated slightly, raised his fingertips, and lightly flicked the girl's smooth little forehead.

Xiang Xing puffed his face, raised his soft eyes, and looked at him pitifully.

Mumbled: "I don't look at it, I'm afraid Xiaohuahua will break."

"If you drop it, buy another pot. Also, we can grow a lot in the future, can't we."

The man smiled and straightened her, suddenly leaned down again, curled the corners of his lips, and stretched out his hand to squeeze the soft little drum face.

There is a trace of pain in the obsidian eyes, "Otherwise you will break, and I will die of pain."

"It's different."

Xiang Xing blinked his watery apricot eyes, his eyes filled with earnestness.

The pink lips were pursed, and the petals of the lips suddenly evoked a bright curve, "This is the first flower you gave me, it's different."

"…Too."

Lu Shaoqian also smiled, raising his hand and rubbing that fluffy little head indiscriminately.

Seeing this harmonious and beautiful scene in front of him, Su Qingzhe, who paused at the side, almost dropped his chin to the ground.

Is this... really his big boss with the title of "Haicheng Yan Luo"?

And this... is it really the paranoid perverted woman who used to chase him so hard that she didn't mind to catch him?

Even, in her eyes now, it seemed that there was only Lu Shaoqian alone, and nothing else.

Thinking of this, Su Qingzhe felt even more congested.

You know, he was the only one who once enjoyed such a unique gaze!

How come it's been just a few days, just...

On the other side, Lu Shaoqian pretended to see Su Qingzhe, deliberately looked a little surprised, and glanced at him lightly.

"Qingzhe, why did you come here."

While asking lightly, the man stood up, and subconsciously moved Xiang Xing behind him.

Who gave him the courage to look at her with such eyes.

Frivolity and frivolity without knowing it.

After thinking about it, Lu Shaoqian turned around again and patted Xiang Xing's small shoulder.

Speak softly and softly: "You go back and sit in the car first, and I'll be here in a while."

"Good~"

Xiang Xing's eyes were bent, and he nodded obediently.

After that, he continued to hold the small flower pot and walked to the car cautiously.

Although she passed by Su Qingzhe, she didn't even leave her eyes or a pause.

This makes Su Qingzhe's heart feel even worse.

Watching Xiang Xing get into the car safely, Lu Shaoqian put away all his expressions instantly.

Glancing at Su Qingzhe again: "Let's talk, what can I do?"