Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Uh-huh!"

Xiang Xing replied repeatedly, and started pacing back and forth on the long and big sofa, taking small steps.

Immediately, I was pleasantly surprised to find that not only the nerve cramps of the previous short legs were gone, but the pace became lighter and more dexterous.

After pacing for a while, she tried to jump off the sofa again.

There is still no discomfort!

"I'm really good!"

Little Mao Tuan exclaimed and couldn't help happily spinning wildly around on the carpet of Conai's house.

The buckling little short legs, seemingly clumsy running motion, made Conai's heart suddenly softened inexplicably.

Thinking, he still sighed low, got up and walked to the little hair ball.

Bend down and gently picked her up.

"The absence of leg pain does not mean that you are healed. If you don't want to leave any sequelae, just take a good rest."

He hugged her back to the soft sofa cushion.

Then he picked up a clean white shirt and put it on.

Put on those gold-rimmed glasses again.

Xiang Xing found in astonishment that after the appearance of this great white werewolf, the cold and sharp aura that had been a little earlier was gone.

It turned into the temperament of a gentle university professor in the photo.

——This is the one who has learned Sichuan Opera to change his face.

"You look like this, swaying outside, it's probably a dead end. So before you get better, you can live in my house."

After getting dressed, Conai suddenly picked up a briefcase on the sofa.

Walked to his door.

"...Where are you going?"

Seeing this scene, Xiang Xing couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

It's midnight, why are you going out?

He is a university professor, and he doesn’t have a night shift...

"..."

The man's sturdy back gave a quick stop.

Still didn't say much, opened the door directly, changed shoes and went out, "If you are sleepy, go to bed and rest."

After speaking, the door clicked slightly.

The person is gone.

Xiang Xing squatted on the sofa, tilting his head, and he was in a daze for a long time before he could react.

This wolf seems a little bored.

Thinking about it, the little guy couldn't help but shook his little head helplessly.

Soon, a burst of heavy sleepiness came.

She couldn't help but open her mouth again and again and yawn.

Well.

Let's talk about the future when you wake up.

Little Mao Tuan jumped off the sofa and hopped back to Conai's bedroom.

I was about to leap on the soft big bed, but suddenly I saw from the corner of my eyes, a tall full-length mirror was standing on the side of the wardrobe next to the bed.

……Mirror!

Xiang Xing's soft eyes suddenly brightened, and his short legs couldn't help but slam the brakes, turning his head and jumping towards the full-length mirror first.

She hasn't seen what she looks like yet!

Thinking about it, Xiao Mao Tuan'er stood in front of the mirror a little nervously, raised his soft eyes, and looked into the mirror vigorously.

I saw that a pale yellow and white, soft and naive fat Corgi came into her eyes.

The fur is soft and slippery, her dark eyes are watery and translucent, and her long tail stands up slightly, swinging leisurely with her mood.

so cute!

Xiang Xing was once again cute by himself.

I couldn't help but sit down, lifted my small paws, and rubbed his hairy fat face vigorously.

Rubbing and rubbing, she suddenly had a meal.

Well.

I don't know why, I always feel that I in the mirror seems a bit contrary.

The little guy stared at the mirror for a long time, and thought for a long time.

The soft eyes widened suddenly.

etc.

Didn't she roll in the mud all night?

Why is it so clean?