Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

The little guy hurriedly tore a note and wrote and drew.

Knead it up and throw it back.

——“It’s true that I live outside, but if you come to my house, you will definitely be photographed by the paparazzi.”

She can even give the title directly to Yuji, as well as Xiang Yun's behind-the-scenes publicists.

#Girls idols in a late-night tryst with a wealthy family#What...  

Soon, the little paper ball rolled back.

- "Don't worry, no one dares to shoot me."

After a while, the boy beside him seemed to think again and rolled a new ball of paper over.

- "It's really inconvenient for you. I'll rearrange a safe place, and then I'll ask the driver to pick you up."

"..."

Xiang Xing tilted his head and silently looked at the note in his hand.

He secretly glanced at it again, and there was nothing happening on his face, like a young man who was listening carefully to the class.

The soft black eyes rolled, and she suddenly raised her brows and pursed the corners of her lips with slightly hooked pink.

Then, when the teacher turned around again and wrote the question type on the blackboard, he suddenly turned to He Xi's side, and quickly moved closer to his delicate ear.

He smiled quietly, and his voice was as low as breathing: "Good duck~"

The next second, Xiang Xing heard with satisfaction the sound of the nib rubbing the paper heavily from his side.

Of course, there was also the gasping sound of the classmates behind him.

However, she doesn't care.

Immediately imitating the appearance of a young man, he listened earnestly and earnestly.

The little man in his heart was happily blooming and kept going in circles.

That's right, she can now feel that the malice and unhappiness that He Xi had towards her before had disappeared.

Although she didn't know why.

But everything seems to have started to develop in a smooth direction~

Thinking about it, the little guy couldn't stop the grinning smile on his lips.

I am in a good mood, and even my learning ideas are smooth and clear.

...

Noon, lunch time.

Xiang Xing hopped to the dining hall and ate happily.

However, when the little guy walked out of the dining hall, a young man in a black suit who was out of tune with the surrounding students suddenly jumped up in front of her.

"Hello, Miss Xiang."

I saw him stretch out his hands and respectfully hand over two pieces of paper, "This is what our young master asked me to bring to you."

"……what?"

Xiang Xing took a look in a bit of astonishment.

...It's actually two milk tea coupons.

On the back of one of them, a familiar small note was posted.

——"I don't know what flavor you drink, you can buy it yourself."

Seeing this scene, the little guy tilted his head and couldn't help but chuckle.

After thinking about it, he called the young man when he was about to leave.

"Wait a minute..."

...

ten minutes later.

Xiang Xing carried a cup of taro pudding and a cup of matcha Oulei, and hopped to a small forest in a remote corner of the campus.

She looked around in the woods for a while, and finally saw the trace of He Xi.

At that time, the boy was sitting comfortably under a big tree.

He was wearing a school uniform coat and closed his eyes, as if taking a break.

The noon sun shines through the shade of the tree, flickering on the delicate cheeks with perfect contours, adding a bit of the youthful texture unique to his age.

The little guy raised his pink lips and chuckled.

He walked over with light steps.

"..."

He heard a rustling sound of plastic bags, coming from far to near, only closing his eyes and resting, He Xi couldn't help but stagnate for a moment.