Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet ( 2 )

Chapter 357: Little psionic assistant, soft and cute, and able to eat (57-58)

She couldn't help but laughed, stepped forward slowly, and hugged her gently.

He turned around, sat on the lazy couch by himself, and then hugged the little guy in his arms.

With pursed lips, he shook his head and laughed, squeezing the girl's soft cheek.

Tilting her head down, pressed to her ears, and whispered hoarsely: "Why, I was hooked away by the black and white impermanence?"

"...Nothing."

Only then did Xiang Xing come back to his senses, he couldn't help but curl his small mouth, and his small elbow deliberately slammed back.

He tilted his head and blinked softly, "It's just that I don't understand...This way, will Zhu Yuan be sanctioned?"

"Good and evil will pay off, no matter what happens in the end, it is the most suitable result for him."

Wu Chen smiled faintly, and did not give the most affirmative answer.

Instead, he tightened the arms around his waist a bit, and whispered softly, "Let's not talk about this... I have a question to ask you."

"Well?"

Xiang Xing couldn't help being sluggish.

I couldn't help turning my small face slightly, blinking at the side of his head, and his eyes softly. The soft voice was full of doubts, "What's the problem?"

I saw the man raised his delicate brows slightly.

"Hey, turn around."

He gently held the little guy's exquisite shoulders, turned her around carefully, and looked at himself.

Immediately he made a look of helplessness deliberately, his eyes drooping slightly, "You said, why have you been suspicious of me all this time, do you like you?"

"……what?"

Xiang Xing was startled by the question.

I can't help but puff my face in depression, muttering glutinously, "You, you are peeping at me again with mind reading..."

How could he hang up like this.

To be honest, because of his unscientific ability, she has to avoid him every time she thinks about things outside this world, or chats with ducks and ducks...

So tired.

"Okay, okay, from today, I will never use mind-reading on you again, okay?"

Seeing his own wife's sulky and charming appearance, the man laughed repeatedly, bowed his head, and lightly pecked the pink lips.

"My wife, listen to me."

He touched her soft forehead, whispering.

"I don't like you because you make my heartbeat or other special characteristics. I like you because you are beautiful, cute, kind, confused, stubborn..."

Wu Chen suddenly listed out a lot of her advantages and disadvantages, and Xiang Xing was shocked by all kinds of mistakes.

And he continued to say, "Also, you unconditionally like to eat the dishes I cook, unconditionally trust me, support any decision I make, um...you will cover me with a quilt when you wake up in the middle of the night ...And there is..."

"alright, alright."

Seeing him, I almost told all the daily routines, the little guy was a little speechless.

Can't help raising his hand, covering the gushing mouth.

He tilted his head amusingly, and looked at the man whose eyes were full of honest and seriousness, "How come your love words are like parallel sentences."

"..."

Wu Chen lowered his eyes helplessly.

Gently pulled her small hand away, clasped it tightly in the palm, and laughed lowly, "I haven't been in a relationship before, and I haven't even touched anyone...so, I can only say what I think."

"But what,"

The man raised his eyes again, and his light gray pupils were stained with an unusually strong and genuine affection.

He smiled lightly and continued, "Everything you look like, every movement you make, and everything you do... all make my heart beat faster, as if from that moment, I am truly alive. generally."

"So, I must marry you and let you be my wife."

After Wu Chen finished speaking, before Xiang Xing could answer, he bowed his head again.

Putting on the pink lips, kissed deeply.

"..."

Xiang Xing opened his soft eyes slightly, and quietly watched the delicate eyes that seemed to be a little nervous and trembling.

He smiled under his eyes and couldn't help responding to him actively.

After a while, he slowly let go and retracted into the man's arms.

He poked him and whispered in a low voice, "Well, from today, you are not allowed to use mind-reading techniques with me, and I won't think about it anymore."

"We have a good time, okay?"