Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"..."

Yan Heng felt a little numb when she was called by her soft voice and the sudden voice of brother Yan Heng.

He had to take a deep breath and try to calm his mind.

However, he didn't take his hand back, just turned his face away slightly, and said lightly, "As you wish."

"Hey."

The little guy smiled brightly, immediately held up his big hand, and looked at his palm lines carefully under the moonlight.

Well……

It is said to look at the palm prints, but in fact, the man's palm prints have long been covered by the traces of the weapon he held for many years, as well as various mottled wounds of different sizes.

In addition, the moonlight was too dim after all, so she couldn't see the reason at all.

Of course, she doesn't actually know this skill, that's all...

The little guy had to tilt his head and think for a while.

After a while, a light flashed in her mind, and her soft eyes suddenly lit up.

He couldn't help laughing and said, "Wow, Brother Yan Heng, congratulations."

"……Um?"

Hearing this, Yan Heng paused and looked back suspiciously, "What congratulations."

I saw Xiang Xing laughing and straightening her small body again.

Seriously, "The teacher of this country will calculate, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month next year, brother Yan Heng, you will marry a beautiful and lovely little daughter-in-law~"

Like her~

[...Fuck, Madam Wang sells melons! ]

Listening to Minato's shameless boasting words, Ya Ya lurking in Xiang Xing's mind couldn't help rolling his eyes and complaining ruthlessly.

[omitted~]

The little guy stuck out his tongue at it silently in his heart.

Immediately ignoring it, he continued to look at the shocked man.

"..."

Yan Heng was speechless for a while.

Suddenly he couldn't help raising his red lips, and he laughed several times, his delicate brows raised slightly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Although it's just the beginning of spring, there is still a long way to go before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month next year.

However, he doesn't even have half a sweetheart now.

... This so-called National Master of the Mandate of Heaven is really trying to deceive the Holy One with nonsense.

"Believe it or not."

Xiang Xing shook his head, laughed, and let go of the man's hand.

I saw her holding the stone in her hands and jumping down lightly and carefully.

He patted left and right, patted the large national teacher uniform for a while, clapped his hands again, and turned around, "I'm going back to rest."

"..."

Yan Heng turned Jun's face sideways and stared silently at the petite back who was walking leisurely towards the small tent.

Perhaps the night was too dark, and for a moment, he felt that the back was really lonely and lonely.

The loneliness was so unbearable that I wanted to rush up immediately and hold her in my arms.

Give her the warmth she deserves.

Thinking about it, the man's mood became more and more fluctuating.

However, at this moment, the dangling little figure suddenly stopped and turned around suddenly.

The two pairs of eyes met again, and at the same time they saw the surprise in the bottom of each other's eyes.

But this time, Yan Heng no longer looked away.

Instead, he lowered his eyes and smiled lightly at the little guy, "What?"

"...Oh, I almost forgot!"

Xiang Xing came back to his senses, trotted back and forth, and returned to the big rock.

I saw her reaching out and groping for a while in her arms.

Suddenly he took out a small scroll with beautiful patterns, and immediately stood on tiptoe, laughed, and handed it to Yan Heng.

"Brother Yan Heng, this is for you."

Thank you garbled Jun, Nianxi, Moon, I bring salt for myself, I want to be a hot girl as a reward~

good night~

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