Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Did you say Lu Chengjun?"

Xiang Xing blinked mung bean's eyes, then shook his head with a smile, "It's not a duck, he's me... Well, he's my master's future boyfriend."

"That's it."

Tong Moyan nodded as if he understood.

His heart was inexplicably relieved, and his eyebrows gradually stretched.

After thinking for a while, the man lightly blinked his eyes, lowered his head again, and asked again, "By the way, aren't you afraid of me?"

Although he lost his memory, he did understand that he had not lived in this world for a long time, but was just a ghost.

Even those little ants and spiders who accidentally broke in on weekdays would be frightened and run away when they saw him.

Even the newcomers in this room would be terrified when they saw him.

On the contrary, this little duck is so bold.

"...Huh? Not afraid of ducks."

Hearing this, Xiang Xing couldn't help but straighten up his duck breasts and smiled at Mo Yan, "Brother Mo Yan is very good-looking and gentle. Xing Xing likes gentle and good-looking people, so he is not afraid."

"Also, Brother Mo Yan didn't find it strange to see a talking duck like me, so Xingxing is even less afraid of Brother Mo Yan!"

The little guy said it very seriously, and even he couldn't help being moved.

As for Tong Moyan, I don't know if she was really moved or what. After hearing her words, she couldn't help lowering her eyes and laughed a few times.

What a funny duck.

The man suddenly felt that the unpleasant feeling caused by the group of people who had entered his domain without authorization and stopped him, because this little cutie, has dissipated a little.

Well.

It would be even better if there was only such a duck in the house.

That guy named Lu Chengjun, it's best not to show up.

(Duck duck: I...)

Thinking about it, Tong Moyan's heart trembled again.

After a pause, he raised his hand slightly, trying to reach Xiang Xing's duckling head slowly.

If possible, I really want to rub this little head.

It's a pity that he shouldn't be able to touch her like this.

The man laughed self-deprecatingly.

However, in the next second, he suddenly felt some fluffy, itchy, and somewhat warm touch in the palm of his hand.

But for a moment, Tong Moyan and Xiang Xing were shocked at the same time, and they couldn't help but stare at each other.

He... can actually meet her? ? ?

Xiang Xing shook his head in disbelief as if he had discovered a new continent.

Sure enough, I found that my head can be pushed into the palm of that cool palm!

Seeing this, she was overjoyed, and she couldn't help standing up on her duck's paw, waving her wings, trying to reach the handsome face that was so close and full of astonishment.

——Sure enough, her duck wings could touch Tong Moyan's cheeks!

"...Wow! Brother Mo Yan, I can actually meet you!"

Xiang Xing was instantly excited like a big baby, quacking.

Afterwards, he spread his wings and flew into the man's arms without hesitation.

"...!"

The man was startled, but he hurriedly put up his arms, caught the duckling well, and hugged it gently.

His embrace is very cold, but it does have a very real touch.

Thinking of this, the little guy suddenly felt as if he had stepped through a Marina Trench, and he couldn't help but happily rub his duck's head against the smooth and tight jaw.