Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Yuwenyin was a little startled.

He couldn't help turning his eyes to the side, and glanced in the direction of Canggu extending beyond the car window.

Is it true that the Xiao family, as the rumors said, will seal their memories in their lifelong cultivation bases after death, so as to pass them on?

Thinking of this, the man's eyebrows furrowed, and the magnificent eyes flashed with sorrow.

He tightened the soft ball in his arms again.

Then, doesn't she have to endure a lot of things.

No wonder he was so stupid when he was young.

"...Ayin..."

A name that I had never heard before came slowly along with the soft nasal sound.

Xiang Xing blinked his eyes worriedly, raised his soft white fingers, and gently rubbed Yu Wenyin's eyebrows.

Pink lips pressed slightly, "Don't worry about Xing'er, Xing'er is fine..."

"What do you call me?"

Yu Wenyin dropped his eyes somewhat unexpectedly.

Seeing the little guy panicked, he straightened up quickly.

She bulged her tuanzi face baffledly, and her eyes quickly filled with each other.

Nuonuo said, "Uncle Huang, don't you? I don't like this title..."

"how come!"

The man suddenly seemed ecstatic, and his thin lips couldn't help but outline.

He suddenly raised his hand and cupped the girl's tender face.

With that charming tenderness, she domineeringly sealed her next words.

The sweetness of the lily adzuki bean cake suddenly flooded.

...

He arbitrarily for a while before slowly letting go.

He smiled low against the bright and white small forehead.

"I'm very happy, you would call me that..."

This is much easier than my sister.

At least, this name brings him closer to her heart, doesn't it.

Moreover, in the world, it is estimated that she is the only one who dares to scream like this.

This old uncle of the Great You Dynasty called the wind and the rain, suddenly gave himself a name that was exclusive to her, and felt very happy and contented.

I can't wait to hug her back to the mansion and listen to her whispering every day, day and night.

Thinking about it, the man's eyes sank.

It's also time to go back and collect the net.

...

At the same time, in the palace.

Facing the entire row of ministers in front of him, Yu Wenhong's forcibly calm appearance was panicked.

What they have reported these days is the quarterly tax situation, the imperial capital moat and dam repair plan, the southern locust plague control measures, the post-disaster handling of the East China Sea, the Xiyi country will ask for friendly business exchanges...

These things...how he didn't remember any of them!

Thinking about it, it seems that the emperor's uncle has done all sorts of countermeasures first, and then negotiated with the Second Phase and Sixth Department to come up with an excellent plan before submitting it.

And he, because he trusted the emperor, did not review it more, so he put the seal of quasi-play.

In the final analysis, it seems that I did not use psychological politics, so that it would be messed up as it is now...

"……emperor!"

Seeing that today's emperor is still indifferent, Master Shang Shuqi of Hubu couldn't help it anymore, arched his body and took a step forward.

Boldly said, "The minister has been asking for three days on the tax situation in that quarter. Please be sure to give an answer today. Now... we can't delay it!"

Seeing Hubu Shangshu's first battle, other ministers also hurriedly followed up.

"Yes, my lord, the locust plague must also make arrangements for disaster relief..."

"Donghai too..."

"It is said that the envoys of the Xiyi Kingdom have eaten fat in Zuixianlou..."

"That's it!"

Listening to the babble, Yu Wenhong couldn't help but slap the handle of the dragon chair impatiently.