Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Yeah~"

The little guy happily responded.

Gradually, she was suddenly attracted by the things in the room, and she couldn't help but start walking around the room.

Strange to say.

After entering Zhong Lixun's room, she felt inexplicably that her soul body instantly became very comfortable and smooth.

Until he saw the strange furnishings in the house, the little guy paused and raised his eyes suddenly.

She found that these gossip mirrors, peach wood swords, various white porcelain and beautiful jade ornaments, etc., all contained extremely strong Yin Qi.

Moreover, all these yin qi are faintly placed outside, and they can be absorbed just by passing by.

Even the duck on his head was excited for a while, shouting that he could have a full meal here or something.

It's amazing.

Xiang Xing couldn't help but look back a little, and glanced at the boy who was sorting his backpack.

It seems that he needs such a strong increase in Yin Qi every day to maintain normal operations.

The loss of yin qi to the viscera is not small, and she thinks it will be very hard when she thinks about it.

Thinking of this, the little guy sighed faintly, his soft eyes drooping slightly.

The next second, a faint shadow suddenly fell in front of her.

A pair of gentle arms gently wrapped her in her arms, rubbing the soft back of her head gently.

A soft voice lingered in his ears: "What's wrong? ... There is so much yin here, aren't you feeling well?"

"……no."

The little guy shook his head gently, and there was a little dullness in his soft voice.

Hearing that, Zhong Lixun gradually frowned, his amber eyes lowered slightly, and he looked at her carefully.

But seeing her paused, she raised her head suddenly.

The corners of her lips were slightly hooked, she smiled lightly at herself, her soft eyes curved, "I'm very comfortable! Besides, here, maybe you can get twice the result with half the effort..."

"I am very sure of that."

The young man smiled relieved.

After thinking about it for a while, a subtle light suddenly appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

"Since you have mentioned cultivation, disciple, let's practice cultivation."

Zhong Lixun chuckled and brought Xiang Xing, who was sluggish, directly to the two futons beside the bed and sat down.

"...still practising now?"

Xiang Xing glanced at the wall clock silently.

It's almost two in the morning.

He came to class during the day today, and stayed up until now, and if he doesn't sleep again, how can his body take it.

Don't talk about baldness, sudden death is possible...

Thinking about it, the little guy pursed his mouth a little unhappily.

He stretched out his little hand and tugged at Zhong Lixun's cuff, his little head turned into a rattle, "No, I don't practice cultivation, I want you to go to bed."

However, Zhong Lixun raised his delicate brows and laughed lightly.

"Do you think it's possible for me to fall asleep now?"

"why not……"

Xiang Xing retorted subconsciously, but suddenly saw that the corners of his perfect pale rose lips were deeply evoked meaningfully.

The little guy shook, and suddenly understood the meaning of his words.

There were two faint pink halos floating on her cheeks, she couldn't help coughing lightly, and stood up straight.

"Then, then I'll stand guard outside the window for you..."

Xiang Xing scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and subconsciously floated out of the terrace.

But in the next second, his body froze, and he was pulled back into his arms by the young man behind him and hugged him tightly.

"Don't go,"

He laughed in a low voice, the warm breath on his ears was intoxicating, "I'm joking with you."

good night~

Thank you Mo Ran·Jin Nian and Lemon for the reward~