Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"..."

Xiang Xing lowered his eyes.

Silently complained to Ya Ya in my heart, [Y Ya, Mr. Lu likes to make conditions. ]

He felt that he had been making conditions since contacting him until now.

Is it his personal hobby?

[…Little Ancestor, we are now under the eaves, it is better for him to make conditions than to drive you away! ]

Ya Ya also silently rolled her eyes at Xiang Xing in her heart.

After that, he clenched the duck's wings, his face was full of enthusiasm, [Look panic, the red scarves are all obedient children! Promise him! Ollie! ]

"……it is good."

Xiang Xing nodded to Lu Shaoqian and waited seriously for his conditions.

But he saw him smiling and beckoning to himself.

"You come first."

Xiang Xing walked over obediently and sat on the sofa position indicated by the man.

I saw him suddenly stretch out his hands and gently hold her slender, young, tender shoulders.

Leaning forward slightly, the man's clear breath came slowly along with his slightly unhappy whisper.

"You are not allowed to call me Mr. Lu again."

"……what?"

Xiang Xing tilted his head suspiciously, and blinked his soft eyes, "Then, what do I want to call you?"

She thought it was more polite to call Mr. Lu, so she called it that.

However, Lu Shaoqian didn't seem to like it very much.

The girl pursed her lips and thought hard.

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, "I'm called Boss Lu...or the young master or master, is that alright?"

She is now his bodyguard after all, his employee.

It's okay to call it that.

However, before the words came out, the man in front of him laughed helplessly several times and shook his head frequently.

"Can't."

Although, hearing her address him like that, especially the title of the master... it really made him feel very much.

But he hasn't changed that much.

"It doesn't work either..."

Xiang Xing's shoulders loosened, his face wrinkled, and he fell into trouble again.

If the titles of superiors and subordinates are not good...

Then, according to age?

The girl couldn't help but raise her little hand and break it seriously.

Well, her body is now 18 years old.

Lu Shaoqian is 28 years old.

Thinking about it, her eyes flashed again, and she said with a smile, "Then, Uncle Lu..."

"Okay, stop."

Seeing this, the man quickly stretched out his fingers and pressed against his pink lips.

sky.

What exactly is in this little head...

After thinking about it, Lu Shaoqian had to take the initiative to solve the siege he set up: "You call my name, call me Shao Qian, eh?"

"...Shao Qian?"

Xiang Xing tried to call.

I couldn't help but meditate in my heart.

Shao Qian, burn money.

Well, it seems to be quite in line with his style of the past two days.

After thinking about it, the girl couldn't help but smiled and nodded: "Okay, Shao Qian."

Saying that, she suddenly raised her hand and pointed to the lining of Lu Shaoqian's suit, and asked cautiously, "Shao Qian, can you give me the lottery ticket?"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, but took out the lottery ticket with a smile and stuffed it into her hand.

"...Thank you Shao Qian!"

The girl's eyes sparkled with excitement, and the curvature of her lips bloomed like a delicate flower.

I couldn't help holding the jackpot lottery ticket and happily spinning in circles.

[Duck duck, Ou Huang, eight million! ]

She happily reported to Ya Ya from the bottom of her heart, with a satisfied face, "I'm so blessed! ]

[……Yes Yes Yes! And please control your emotions! ]

Duck Duck looked at the people around him speechlessly.

Don't be taken for a neuropathy...

Fortunately, Lu Shaoqian seemed to be quite satisfied with her current emotional state.

Looking at the little flowers and butterflies in front of him, the man closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly picked up his mobile phone and called Special Assistant Xu.

"Come here when you have time, take the rest of the bonus tickets and donate them to charity."

Ask for a recommendation ticket~ ask for a five-star praise~