Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"..."

Xiang Xing was stunned.

She suddenly felt that her little heart seemed to speed up a few times too much.

However, before she could calm down, He Xi smiled again and took her hand again.

Without saying a word, he led her to the entrance of Pleasure Valley.

"...Where are you going?"

Feeling that his pace was getting faster and faster, the little guy couldn't help but tilt his head in confusion and asked.

"You'll know when you go."

He Xi didn't answer.

After only sending her back to the car, he drove the big week, drove the engine by himself, and drove on a road that was very unfamiliar to Xiang Xing.

This road extends from the city center to the suburbs, and finally, comes to the most outlying suburbs of the city.

We drove up a lush mountain, went around in circles, and finally stopped in front of a light coffee-colored villa that was almost integrated with the trees.

"Where is this place?"

After getting out of the car, Xiang Xing looked up at this inconspicuous but large building with a veiled face.

"Ah."

He Xi still smiled mysteriously and did not answer.

Directly invited her to the villa.

As soon as she entered the door, she was stunned by the sight in front of her.

This villa does not seem to be used for living. Except for a few sofas, tables, chairs, and cabinets, there are no decent home appliances.

But from the front of the hall to the back of the hall, and even on both sides of the stairs going upstairs, they are all filled with the same thing.

her sketch.

There are those who sing in the music classroom, those who dozed off in class, those who hurry up with her homework, those who practice dancing and singing, and those who sing emotionally on the stage of the performance of "Clouds"... …

There were so many, so many that she couldn't even count how many.

Moreover, each painting is exquisite and vivid, with high attainments.

Of course, in addition to her paintings, there are also exquisite designs of various objects.

And part of it is already done and displayed in a glass case.

"So, is this your studio?"

Looking around from left to right, Xiang Xing suddenly realized, raised his soft eyes, and looked at the young man beside him.

"That's right."

He Xi smiled and nodded lightly.

"Wow……"

The little guy couldn't help but like clockwork, while exclaiming, he ran to the works of art one after another, tsk tsk onlookers.

The astonishing color in the soft eyes became more and more intense.

The regret in my heart is also deepening.

Such talent, not specializing, what a pity.

——Although in another sense, it is definitely no better than the family heir.

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing suddenly shook his head with some emotion and sighed silently.

The next second, a pair of slender and powerful arms suddenly circled up from behind her and hugged tightly.

"Why are you shaking your head and sighing?"

He Xi asked in a soft voice, rubbing her head gently against the hair by her ear.

After thinking for a while, his voice dropped deliberately, "Is it too ugly to draw?"

"……certainly not!"

The little guy quickly shook his head in denial.

After a pause, he shrunk his little mouth again, and his little head drooped weakly.

Ruan Nuo muttered, "You shouldn't have brought me here... I feel even more pity after seeing it..."

"But without you, I can't draw these things."

He Xi laughed lightly and interrupted her words.

After that, he straightened up and took Xiang Xing, whose face was instantly filled with sluggish question marks, to the second floor of the villa.

Come to a room.

good evening~

Thank you Xuezheng, Chacha, Yunwan, Wanwan, and fluttering hair for the reward~

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