Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

The cool face seemed to unconsciously land on the delicate collar and bones, and whispered softly, "I'm going to live with you in your room tonight."

"……Ok?"

Lu Shaoqian stiffened suddenly.

Obsidian eyes opened slightly in surprise, "Are you sure?"

He suspected that she was talking in sleep.

"Ok……"

Xiang Xing squinted his eyes slightly, still misty.

Xiaorong's head was a little bit, and it was rubbing against the man's sculptural jaw.

He muttered softly, "People say that the girlfriend wants to live in the same room with her boyfriend... In this way, we can enhance our relationship."

"..."

When Lu Shaoqian heard the words, his complexion instantly changed a lot.

"Who taught you this?"

Who is instilling this kind of thinking in his baby?

Didn't this lead her to harm!

The culprit Duck: [……]

Cough, even though he knew he couldn't perceive himself, the sudden cold face still made it tremble with fright.

The more I think about it, the more hairy it gets inside, and it hurries to show Xiang Xing's wings in his mind: [Little ancestor, you should wake up a little bit soon...just say you saw it on TV, fast! ]

"...It's all on TV."

Xiang Xing had no choice but to follow the threat of ducks and ducks, and Nane spoke.

Fortunately, after the man listened, the sense of stiffness in his body was always relaxed.

After a moment, he couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.

It seems that you have to ask Uncle Zhou carefully, what kind of messy TV programs she watched when she was at home...

After sighing, Lu Shaoqian thought for a while, and finally hugged her resolutely and walked into the bedroom.

Gently put it on the soft mattress.

However, the big bed was cold, and the little jio of the little guy only touched the bedding, and was so violently frozen that his eyes widened.

His face looked sober.

"It's so cold, so cold."

She was trembling, and quickly pulled away the horns and got in, wrapping herself into a trembling little dumpling.

Lu Shaoqian laughed for a while, but walked straight to the other side of the bed and sat on the head of the bed.

After that, he picked up the laptop on the cabinet at will, as if he wanted to continue working.

However, the document had not been opened yet, but his arm was held by a small cold hand.

The man couldn't help looking down, and saw a small soft bag, poking his head out of the bedding that was wrapped around it several times, which looked like a small flower roll.

Watery eyes looked at him distressedly, her pink lips pressed slightly.

"Shao Qian, don't stay up late."

She paused, soft, but earnestly persuaded, "Stay up late is very life-saving, and you will be bald."

"okay."

Lu Shaoqian turned off the computer obediently.

He glanced at the quilt that had been completely taken away, he shook his head, had to get up, and took another bed out of the cabinet.

After laying it out, he curled his lips in love and rubbed the small head in the big flower roll.

"Good night, my star."

After speaking, turn off the lights and lie down.

...

After a while, the man heard a little cramped breathing in the next room because of tension.

He smiled, turned around slightly, and whispered softly: "Can't you sleep?"

"..."

The little guy held his breath for an instant, holding his breath hard.

Upon seeing this, Lu Shaoqian raised his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Who is asleep without breathing?"

"..."

Xiang Xing, who was enveloped in the darkness, stagnated and couldn't help but narrowed his mouth in embarrassment.

Oops, forgot.

But suddenly I felt a little rustling noise from the side.

Immediately afterwards, her big Hanamaki seemed to be gently pulled a few times suddenly.