Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

She stomped and went back to the man who had just bought the fried pancakes and xiaolongbao.

"...Yeah, why did you come back?"

Seeing the two little guys suddenly run back, Gong Xuanyue was stunned for a moment, and glanced slightly at the lively troupe not far away.

He couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed the girl's little head, smiled and raised his eyebrows, "The performance there isn't over yet~"

"Well, I know."

Xiang Xing nodded.

Suddenly, he stood on tiptoe vigorously again, pressed down on the man's shoulder, and brought it close to his ear.

Hehe smiled, "Ayue, I seem to have found my tail feather!"

"really?"

Gong Xuanyue opened his dark purple eyes unexpectedly.

After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly regained his emotions and pinched his fingers.

After a while, his eyes moved, and he quickly glanced at the depths of the stage.

"It's really the breath of Fengling's tail feathers."

The corners of the rose lips wickedly hooked, and she smiled faintly, "And this holder is actually a person who likes to join in the fun."

"Then, shall we go find her?"

The little guy turned his head to look at the troupe, then looked at the man in front of him, and thought for a while.

Well.

According to the remarks of the people, this troupe has no fixed place. If the troupe closes and leaves in a while, the spirit will hide its breath or something, and it may be a triple jump in difficulty...

However, the man smiled and waved his hand.

"No, the deity has already figured out her identity."

Gong Xuanyue said, and suddenly hid his hand in his sleeve.

A faint golden light flashed quickly, and when the hand was stretched out again, there was a piece of white paper with a faint gold pattern in it.

Xiang Xing saw him lift his index finger and gesture a few times on the paper like writing.

After that, he smiled and lowered his eyes again, looking at her with bright eyes, and asked lightly, "Can Xing'er fold paper birds?"

"……Won't."

The little guy pursed his pink lips and shook his head honestly.

"That deity will teach you."

The man smiled even more.

Suddenly, he looked around, and then found a relatively remote tree by the street, and immediately sat down against the trunk.

While hooking his lips arbitrarily, he hooked his slender fingers towards Xiang Xing, "Be good, come here."

"..."

The little guy ran over.

Only when she came to the man, she saw that he quickly stretched out his hand and clasped her wrist lightly.

Then, with a little effort, he brought her directly into his arms and sat down.

The strong and warm arms immediately went up from the back circle gently, grabbing Xiang Xing's small hands on the left and right, and holding them in the palm of his hand.

"Come on, fold in half like this first..."

The man chuckled lightly, his hoarse and charming breath lingering in his ears.

Xiang Xing's ears were numb, and he couldn't help but tremble lightly.

Two pink halos floated on the cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Her mood became more and more chaotic, so that she didn't have any mind to listen to the rules of the stack of papers, she just let him hold his fingers, control, and stack them.

It didn't take long.

A lifelike and delicate paper bird lay quietly in the palm of the little guy.

Immediately afterwards, Xiang Xing's ears rustled, and the man's head suddenly stretched forward.

Adhering to her slightly hot cheeks, she blew lightly towards the palm of her hand.

"twitter~"

A burst of golden light flashed, and the little paper bird seemed to have been injected with vitality, standing in Xiang Xing's palm, flapping its wings and smoothing its hair.

"Go to Yaochi."

Gong Xuanyue smiled lowly and gave an order to the paper bird.