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

Chapter 356: Little psionic assistant, soft and cute, and edible (55-56)

Finally, he smiled slightly.

Curious about the wonderful relationship.

"...So, the two of you will come directly to me for Qingya. It is on behalf of Mr. Wu that you are willing to help Qingya, right?"

As Yu Rong said, the look of hope that was the same as Luo Qingya's face suddenly appeared, and he was a little nervous and excitedly looking forward to Wu Chen's answer.

Wu Chen did not answer her immediately.

He just lowered his head slightly and glanced at Xiang Xing.

Among the light gray pupils, it seemed as if she was asking her if she should agree to this matter.

Seeing this scene, the little guy couldn't help but tilt his head.

After thinking about it, he suddenly raised Wu Chen's arm and drew him to a corner of the office.

She was blinking her soft eyes, her small face was very serious and serious, she pressed her soft voice, and asked quietly: "Achen, if you promise her, will it be difficult for you to do it?"

If it is difficult to do, or the other way around, it will hurt her Ah Chen.

Then she will definitely not agree~

Wu Chen didn't seem to expect that she would ask like that, let alone that in her mind at the moment, she was actually thinking of him.

After a pause, the smile on the scarlet thin lips finally couldn't help but squeeze up, extremely brilliant.

He laughed for a while.

Then he took another deep breath and nodded slowly and confidently: "Of course it's not difficult."

"so."

The little guy seems to understand.

Soft Xingtong fluttered a few times, and finally it was soft and waxy, and nodded gently, "Then, then I want to help Ms. Qingya."

"Okay, let's help her."

Wu Chen twitched the corners of his lips, raised his hand, and rubbed the soft little melon seeds vigorously.

Immediately he straightened up, took the little guy's hand, and returned to Yu Rong.

Smiled lightly.

"We are happy to cooperate."

...

After negotiating with Yu Rong for a morning, Wu Chen took Xiang Xing back to the front door of his house.

The two had just got out of the car, but both had a meal.

At the same time, he noticed that there was an extremely unkind breath, quietly coming from the side.

Soon, Xiang Xing heard a burst of laughter that was extremely familiar and hated in the memory of the original lady's sister.

She panicked instinctively, and couldn't help but raise her eyes and follow the sound.

Sure enough, he saw the psychic named Zhao Feng, and walked slowly with a group of sturdy men in black suits and sunglasses.

Surrounded the two people quietly.

"Hahaha...Mr. Wu, don't come here unharmed."

Zhao Fengsa smiled happily, waved to Wu Chen, and greeted him without kindness.

Wu Chen narrowed his eyes lightly and glanced at him coldly.

After a while, he suddenly sneered and sneered mercilessly, "Zhao Feng, you are making black money again."