Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

However, she was in a daze, struggling to stay awake.

The compass placed in front of the car suddenly made a crisp "ding ding" sound as if it was hitting something.

Immediately afterwards, Xiang Xing suddenly saw the big dark villa in front of him because the owner was not at home, in a certain window on the second floor.

A warm yellow light was slowly turned on.

The little guy was taken aback, and he couldn't help but subconsciously put his hand on the arm of the man next to him, shaking it quickly.

He whispered, "Boss, the lights at Fang Qiao's house are on!"

"...I've seen it."

Wu Chen had already opened his eyes, and his light gray pupils were constantly hovering between the strange window and Si Nan's madly turning compass at the front of the car.

Until that Sinan turned so fast that he seemed to be able to fly.

In front of the dim yellow window, a long and slim black shadow suddenly crossed.

In just a moment, Xiang Xing was so startled that his spine subconsciously shivered.

The little hand holding Wu Chen's arm couldn't help but clenched a little bit.

But in the next second, there was a very light sneer from the ear.

There was also a touch of wantonness in the hoarse words.

"It's only the first day of the probationary period, and you're already scared. What are you going to do in the future?"

"..."

The little guy froze, and suddenly felt his cheeks burning extremely fast.

She couldn't help pursing her pink lips in embarrassment, coughed unnaturally, and whispered bb, "It's...it's my first time, I just haven't gotten used to it yet."

As soon as the words came out, she seemed to realize something, and her soft face flushed even more.

God.

She seemed to have just said something that was described in the words of ducks and ducks, or the words of tigers and wolves, right? ?

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing couldn't help closing his soft eyes in depression, praying frantically in his heart

——Well, I hope Wu Chen doesn't understand, don't understand.

...

It's a pity that when the man next to her heard her words, he shook his head and laughed silently.

I wanted to follow her mood and take up the conversation on purpose.

But after thinking about it, he still felt that the important thing was right now.

Then he put away his thoughts, raised his hand, and lightly tugged at the girl's soft long curly ponytail.

"Okay, give me peace of mind and work."

Wu Chen pretended to scold, but his tone was slightly soft.

"……OK!"

His scolding still frightened Xiang Xing, causing her to sit down obediently immediately, her soft eyes widened, and she stared vigorously at the window.

Not long after.

The black shadow that flashed past just now appeared in front of the window again.

It also allowed the two people in the car to see her face clearly.

It was a young woman in a black cheongsam, with a dovetail hairstyle that was very fashionable about a hundred years ago, with a delicate face and a graceful posture.

Like the most popular star of that era, or the most popular courtesan in the upper class.

But at this time, appearing in the flickering warm yellow light, there is a faint sense of weirdness.

Of course, in Xiang Xing's eyes, she saw more of this woman, but a faint melancholy and disappointment.

I saw her staying by the window for a while.

Then, my body seemed to lean out of the window a little more, and I began to babble and sing.

——

Home Mountain丨Looking North丨Tears and tears

Little sister wants to be a man丨to this day

Lang Ya, a friend in need, loves you deeply

(This paragraph is quoted from Zhou Xuan's "Singer Girl at the End of the World")

...

The woman's voice was extremely sweet and delicate, and an ancient love song was sung by her as melodiously as a warbler's cry.

Thank you for your reward~

Not finished yet not finished~