Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet ( 2 )

Chapter 334: Little psionic assistant, soft and cute, and can eat (11-12)

However, she was in a daze, desperately staying awake.

The compass placed in front of the car suddenly made a crisp sound, as if it was beating something like a "ding-ding".

Immediately afterwards, Xiang Xing suddenly saw the large dark villa in front of him because the owner was not at home, in a certain window on the second floor.

A touch of warm yellow light turned on slowly.

The little guy was taken aback and couldn't help but subconsciously put his hand on the arm of the man beside him, and shook it quickly.

He whispered: "Boss, Fang Qiao's light is on!"

"...I have seen it."

Wu Chen had already opened his eyes, and the light gray pupils hovered continuously between the weird window and the compass spinning frantically at the front of the car.

Until Sinan turned so fast that he could fly.

In front of the dim window, a long and slender black shadow suddenly passed.

But for a moment, Xiang Xing's back was cold subconsciously.

The little hand holding Wu Chen's arm couldn't help but clenched a little tighter.

But the next second, there was a very soft laughter from the ear.

In the hoarse words, there was also a touch of willfulness.

"This is only the first day of the probation period, and you are already scared, what do you want to do in the future?"

"..."

The little guy stiffened, and suddenly felt his cheeks become hot at an extremely fast speed.

She couldn't help pursing her pink lips awkwardly, coughing unnaturally, and whispering bb, "I... it's the first time, I just haven't gotten used to it yet."

As soon as the words came out, she seemed to realize something again, and her soft little face flushed even more.

Oh my goodness.

She seemed to say what it was to describe it with the words of ducks and ducks, right? ?

Thinking, Xiang Xing couldn't help closing his soft eyes depressed, praying crazily in the bottom of his heart

——Well, I hope Wu Chen doesn't understand, don't understand.

...

Unfortunately, when the man beside him heard her words, he had already shaken his head and laughed silently.

I wanted to follow her emotions and deliberately take the conversation.

But after thinking about it, he still feels that the right thing is important right now.

He collected his thoughts, raised his hand, and lightly pulled the girl's soft long curly ponytail.

"Okay, give me my heart to work."

Wu Chen pretended to be scolding, but his tone was soft.

"……OK!"

His reprimand still scared Xiang Xing, causing her to sit down immediately, her soft eyes widened, and she stared at the window vigorously.

It didn't take long.

The black shadow that had just flashed past appeared in front of the window again.

Also smoothly let the two people in the car see her face slightly.

It was a young woman in a black cheongsam, with a very fashionable swallowtail hair style about a hundred years ago, with a delicate face and graceful posture.