Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Zhong Lixun took the little guy and sat on the futon again.

"The reason for stepping up your cultivation is so that you can better adapt to the yin qi here."

He pointed to the strange things behind him, and explained with a chuckle, "The yin here is too strong, and a young ghost like you may not be able to bear it."

"So, you have to obediently learn from me how to absorb and control the power of ghosts, do you understand?"

After the young man finished speaking, he suddenly looked at her with a serious face like a mature professor.

"……Oh."

Xiang Xing couldn't, he could only smear the powder and moisten his small mouth, and responded sternly.

...

two hours later.

Seeing that Xiang Xing has been able to simply use the magic control technique he taught, and is standing in front of the display cabinet to practice practically, Zhong Lixun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The tiredness between his brows was no longer suppressed, and he took a deep breath.

"Okay, stop playing."

His blushing lips were slightly hooked, and he stood up lightly, pulled the tiger-headed little guy back, and sat on the edge of the bed together.

After thinking about it for a while, he lowered the corners of his delicate eyes and deliberately put on a slightly weak look.

"...Master, what's the matter with you?"

Xiang Xing was startled by the boy's face, so he raised his hand worriedly and gently stroked his forehead.

But the next second, his wrist was gently clasped by him.

The voice was very soft: "Xu is that when I taught you the technique just now, I spent a lot of spiritual power, so my chest was a little tight."

Saying that, Zhong Lixun's eyes flickered slightly.

I saw him sighing faintly, tilting his head slightly, and winking at the little guy pitifully.

"Hey, if you can be swept back to Yin Qi again, you should be able to recover..."

"..."

Xiang Xing's cheeks flashed pink.

Instead, he found his undisguised intention.

Still, she sighed resignedly and shook her head slightly.

Forget it.

As a gift for him to teach himself magic.

After thinking about it, the little guy pursed his pink lips.

He couldn't help turning around, and his slender arms quickly wrapped around his neck.

Gently, take the initiative to kiss.

"..."

The sudden action made Zhong Lixun open his eyes slightly in astonishment.

He had discovered just now that she saw her intentions.

Now is this just a matter of chance, or is it sincere?

...

Ah.

The young man paused for a moment, and couldn't help squinting his amber-like eyes.

The articulated palm lifted up and gently caressed the back of Xiang Xing's little furry head.

Anyway, no matter what, he didn't lose.

Thinking about it, Zhong Lixun's eyes dimmed, and he gradually turned his back on the guest.

...

It wasn't until the little guy was dizzy that he let go of her with some reluctance.

He gently embraced him again.

"...You, you should go to bed, it's almost three o'clock."

Xiang Xing took a few deep breaths, and after he recovered, he continued to persuade in a low voice while rubbing his soft eyes that were suffocated.

"okay."

Zhong Lixun finally stopped insisting.

He thought for a while, then gently picked her up and wrapped her in the quilt on the side of the bed.

Lie down on the other side.

He also put a few pillows between the two of them with great heart.

Then I turned off the lights and lay down, "Then I'm going to bed, good night."

"……Good night."

Xiang Xing hugged a small pillow, and after Zhong Lixun closed his eyes, he also closed his eyes.

...

three minutes later.

She opened her soft eyes and jumped out of bed lightly.

Harmful.

She's a ghost, she can't sleep at all...