Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Come here and sit for a while."

He took a deep breath, and suddenly patted the position beside him, gesturing to Xiang Xing.

Looking at the leather sofa that was as high as him, Xiang Xing was silent for a while...

He could only lift his front paws, pull, and push his short legs hard, trying to climb up.

Until Konai seemed to be unable to watch it any longer, with a hidden smile, he grabbed the back of her neck and lifted her up.

"My name is Konai, what's your name?"

After settling her down, the man asked softly while taking the gauze and wrapping himself.

"Xingxing."

The little guy was lying on the sofa, looked up at him, and answered obediently.

"Having a name and a surname is well-behaved."

Konai laughed.

His eyes drooped slightly, "Where is your home? I'll take you back tomorrow morning."

"...I grew up in the mountains and have no home."

Xiang Xing replied solemnly.

The unexpected words made the man's hand pause again.

"so."

He nodded slightly and didn't ask any further questions.

Only after wrapping himself up, he suddenly turned sideways, hugged the small hairball, and placed it on his thigh.

Immediately, he pressed Xiang Xing's injured leg, which was still swollen.

His voice was still very light, and there was a faint, imperceptible tenderness in his voice, "How did you get this injury?"

"hiss……"

The little guy was hurt by his pressure, and he bared his teeth.

Little pointed ears drooped subconsciously into small planes, and murmured softly, "Just, I was chased by someone, and then I was injured by the dead wood of Daqingshan."

"Daqingshan."

Konai pondered for a while.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered faintly, "Is it the notorious Forest Hunter who gave Hongyuan Real Estate a package to clear the field?"

"...you know that too?"

When Xiang Xing heard this, he instantly raised his dark soft eyes and tilted his head to look at him.

Blinking, curious, and a little excited, he asked lightly, "Could it be that your injury was also beaten by the hunting team?"

"..."

Konai was stunned for a moment.

But he smiled faintly and shook his head, "No."

The topic did not continue, and the fingertips with distinct joints continued to gently rub and twist slowly on the short leg of the corgi, looking for the most severely injured position.

Until Xiao Wangjiang's body suddenly froze on his leg, he couldn't help crying.

Only then did he stop, and nodded slightly in understanding.

The other hand immediately took out a bottle of yellow-brown liquid from the medicine box that looked like a bruise.

Afterwards, I removed the soft fur on the short legs, and started to smear and massage the little guy.

Smelling the faint herbal fragrance, coupled with the massage with just the right amount of force, Xiang Xing couldn't help but relax and lay on his stomach softly.

It was amazing to say that the pain in the legs was really slowly faded away by the medicinal wine.

Until the man released his hand, the little guy stretched his short legs subconsciously.

"Wow!"

She exclaimed, her soft eyes widened in surprise, and she raised her head in joy.

Looking at him with a smile, "You, your medicinal wine is amazing! The speed of pain relief is too fast??"

"It's our family's ancestral recipe."

Konai's delicate brows were slightly raised, and she couldn't help but smile, reaching out and rubbing her soft little head.

Suddenly, he gently picked her up and put her on the sofa beside him.

The tensed jaw clenched a little, "Try it and see if you will feel any discomfort when you walk."