Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

So charming.

The little guy giggled.

Soon, Si Fan served a table of sumptuous dishes.

Pan-fried salmon cubes, sweet and sour pork ribs, salt-baked prawns, stir-fried vegetables, and a pot of fragrant winter melon and sea rice soup...

Xiang Xing's saliva flowed down three thousand feet in an instant, and he couldn't wait to eat.

So happy.

...

After eating and drinking, the little guy was carried by the man to the terrace on the second floor again, blowing the evening breeze, and looking at the villas composed of different colored halos in front of him.

At the same time, the mobile phone in Xiang Xing's pocket beeped.

It's a long overdue message.

[Shen Yan]: I'm really sorry today, it was my poor thinking that made you embarrassed.

Xiang Xing glanced at the apology on the screen, but consciously shoved the phone directly to Si Fan.

"... Didn't you say that I was talking nonsense and deliberately smeared you?"

Si Fan laughed again and again, but picked up the phone.

Think about it, and type quickly with your fingertips.

[Xiang Xing]: If you like her, you must respect everything about her. Making an opinion is a very bad move.

As soon as the sentence was sent out, there was a tsk tsk from a certain little guy in his arms.

"It's okay to tell someone else."

She twisted, turned around, and looked at the man with soft eyes, "Didn't you always kiss me presumptively?"

"Um……"

Si Fan pursed his lips, his hoarse voice lengthened.

The next second, he directly bowed his head and continued to give her a kiss.

Immediately, he chuckled arbitrarily, "If you like my arrogance, then it's not called arrogance."

"... nonsense!"

Xiang Xingruan's cheeks slumped slightly, and he couldn't help raising his little pink fist, and slapped the man on the shoulder angrily, "I didn't..."

Before she could finish her sentence, another arrogant assertion pressed over her and sealed her rebuttal.

This time, he stayed for a long time.

For a long time, Xiang Xing couldn't hold his small fists, but unknowingly wrapped his arms around the delicate neck.

After lingering for a long time, it slowly loosened.

"Isn't that called liking?"

Si Fanyingying smiled, bit her thin lip arbitrarily, and her delicate eyebrows shimmered, "Come on, say it out loud, what did you do to me just now."

"..."

Xiang Xing blushed, and shyly retracted his head into the man's arms.

He was tricked again.

Mad!

...

Friday, the rehearsal day for the second issue of "Singing the Heart".

Xiang Xing and Si Fan met Luo Wei and Shen Yan again.

On the surface, these two were as usual, as if nothing had happened a few days ago.

But as soon as they took the stage, the little guy and the man instantly realized that the gap between the two had already affected their interaction and performance on the stage.

It even directly led to the two people's poor performance, the ranking dropped rapidly and reached the penultimate position when the program was broadcast the next day.

In this regard, Xiang Xing was deeply helpless, but there was nothing he could do.

Si Fan is already investigating Luo Wei's back, maybe soon, he will know why.

...

Because of the relationship of winning the first place twice in a row, #fanxing group# was once again held in the hot search.

But this time, it doesn't seem to be as peaceful as before.

At the third most popular position in the topic, there is a thread that reposted the black history of Xiang Xing's so-called "sound card warrior" when he was in the Three Character Classic.

And the forwarder was actually a female singer. Not only did she like it, but she also posted an emoji of eating melons and watching a play.