Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Have fun?...Tsk, you're so gutsy, you dare to have fun in the Qi family."

Zhong Li looked up and down at his son as if he was neurotic, and shook his head, "Don't cry and ask his mother for help at that time."

"When did I look for you."

Qin Yue glanced at her lightly, then passed her and walked straight downstairs.

Zhong Li couldn't laugh or cry, and chased after him with a whisper.

"What do you mean by never looking for it! When your toy was snatched by your big cousin when you were two years old, you came to my mom and me!... He doesn't want me anymore, my little Yueyue!"

"It's true that people say that the male big eighteen has changed. Why is my little **** becoming more and more like his dad, cocky and arrogant..."

Qin Yue couldn't help but rolled his eyes secretly as he heard his mother smashing and shattering thoughts behind him.

Can't help turning his head, squinting at her coldly.

Relentlessly mocked: "Ass is arrogant, and you will be rewarded. Isn't it all your old traditional virtues?"

Back then, she helped him grab the toys and beat his ten-year-old cousin so badly, she was obviously the one.

How can he be genetically wrong.

"...Huh? Javier must be reported?"

Hearing this, Zhong Li suddenly stopped the howling and ran forward.

The thief smiled and winked at him, "Why, what did the Qi family do to you?... Did Yuan Xue's little bitch's son rob your girlfriend?"

"He can try."

Qin Yue sneered.

Thinking of the "big gift bag" that Qi Nancheng had prepared for the little girl behind his back, the man's eyes darkened, his knuckles slightly clenched.

After a pause, he smiled low and deliberately leaned back.

"Aunt Xiang Wen also has a daughter living in the world."

He faintly left a word, recruited Secretary Wu, and left the house without looking back.

"..."

Zhong Li stayed there for a while before chewing and digesting the words left by his son.

What?

Wenwen has a daughter?

…Could it be that Wenwen didn’t die back then? !

After a while, Zhong Li suddenly reacted, his beautiful eyes widened, and he ran towards his door violently.

"...Don't say a word, brat!!"

She opened the door and shouted.

As a result, only the back of the car can be seen.

...

The next day, early morning.

Even though it was the weekend, Xiang Xing still implemented the body's biological clock and got up early.

Picking up the ducks who are still in love with Zhou Gong, they are ready to go to the manor yard to punch and exercise.

After all, she must maintain a healthy and mental state now to help Qin Yue sleep better.

The little girl carried the small cage and hopped towards the door.

Pulling the door vigorously, there was still two steps in the future, but I felt that there was a long figure in front of me.

In the early morning sun, the cold fragrance of cedar suddenly rushed to the face.

"Well……"

Xiang Xing squinted his soft eyes, and after adapting to the sunlight for a while, he finally saw the face of the incoming person clearly.

I couldn't help but burst into a sweet smile, "Qin Yue..."

Before he could say anything, the man in front of him fell straight down.

The boss Xiang Xing jumped, and quickly threw down the cage in his hand, opened his small arms, and took him full.

"What happened to you?"

She bit her pink lips, blinked her worried eyes, and asked carefully.

There was a deep breath in the ear.

"Girl,"

The man's voice, which was even more hoarse because of staying up late, came slowly, "I'm back to sleep."