Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"..."

Xiang Xing was stunned for a while.

Sometimes she really doesn't understand why each session of the Ambassador of Happiness has the characteristics of such a divine operator.

There is also a pair of dog noses this year.

Even the pills that had no taste to her could be sniffed out by him...

Is it all the special skills of the Ambassador of Happiness?

Um.

sharp.

The little guy sighed heavily after complimenting him thoughtlessly in the bottom of his heart.

Immediately, he sat up straight and looked at Si Fan seriously.

The voice was soft and waxy, "First, I want to get out of the control of the Three Character Classic."

As she said that, she lowered her eyes and snapped her little finger for a while, "As long as I anger you, I will not be able to get along in the entertainment industry. If I can't get along, I don't need to take this medicine again."

"Otherwise, you will eat yourself to death."

"..."

Hearing this, Si Fan paused.

A look of worry flashed across his eyes, "How long have you been eating?"

Xiang Xing didn't raise his eyes, only raised his small hand and compared a number.

The voice was very soft: "One year."

"……Um."

The man's eyes softened slightly, as if relieved.

That's fine.

However, it will still have a certain impact on the body.

...

It's not impossible to save it.

After thinking about it, Si Fan smiled again.

"You just said this is number one, so what is number two?"

Xiang Xing pursed her pink lips, and her little hand clenched it subconsciously.

It seemed like he mustered up his courage, raised Shui Yingying's soft eyes, and looked at the man again more seriously.

The bottom of my eyes flashed: "Second, I really don't have a clear head. I just want to stand on the same stage as you and sing. As for the rest, I'll talk about it after singing."

She said, tilting her head suddenly, smiling extremely proudly, "In short, no matter what, I can achieve what I want, and I'm not at a loss."

"Oh, really?"

Si Fan laughed and raised his brows.

He thought about it for a while, and the corners of his lips curled deeply, "What if I am neither provoked nor choose you as my partner?"

"Then, then I'll have to sacrifice my trump card."

Xiang Xing straightened out his small chest seriously.

Then he took off the duck butt bag behind him and held it in his arms.

Unzip the zipper and rummage inside carefully.

...

Three minutes passed.

Si Fan quietly looked at the little guy who became more and more confused the more he rummaged, the smile on his lips could hardly be suppressed.

Soon, the little guy finally lost his patience.

She jumped off the chair, sat down on the ground, and flipped her bag.

After pouring out all the contents in the bag, he continued to fumble.

I was very depressed.

Where did her killer go! !

Are you at home...

After searching hundreds of times and still not being able to find it, Xiang Xing couldn't help but puff out his face in annoyance.

After thinking about it, I can only kick my legs and get up quickly.

"I forgot to bring it, I'll go back and show it to you..."

Xiang Xing said, and turned to run out.

However, before he took two steps, his little arm was pulled by the man behind him with a smile.

"Okay, let's talk about the killer thing later."

Si Fan shook his head and laughed, and pressed the little guy back to the chair.

"For the sake of your wonderful voice, I can help you with those troubles."

The man said, and approached again.

"The premise is that from today, you have to follow me and protect this voice."

The low, hoarse voice, with a hint of undeniable meaning, overturned his ears.

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee that it will be... taken out before it is destroyed."

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