Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Actually...my master is not exactly like this..."

Ya Ya murmured helplessly.

But he coughed dryly and didn't say the last half sentence.

Instead, he readjusted his emotions and smiled at the bulging little guy, "Okay don't be angry, let's say something interesting!"

As he said, he poured himself a cup of tea and asked as he drank, "Guess A Xing, what is my master's name?"

"..."

Xiang Xing blinked softly and thought for a moment.

The little head tilted, and Liang Liang said, "Wang Ergou?"

"……puff!"

Ya Ya directly sprayed the tea from his mouth, and sprayed it onto his master's clothes.

He was so frightened that he quickly cast a spell to dry the large patch of star-spotted water.

So he retorted angrily, "What do you think! How could my master call this name! Is this the name that a fairy tale ancient costume drama should have?!"

"..."

Xiang Xing tilted his head, and continued to recall the fairy tale drama that Ya Ya had seen.

Well.

Can't it.

In a fairy game called "XXXXX2", the male protagonist is called X Xiaohu.

Moreover, he can name Duck Ahua.

Thinking about it, his own taste is certainly not very good.

Ok.

The little guy nodded his head very surely.

After thinking about it, she tilted her body upside down, fluttered onto the bamboo table, and poured herself a cup of tea with her wings, pecking and drinking.

"I really don't know what's in your head..."

Ya Ya sighed helplessly.

Suddenly coughed seriously again, and continued to laugh.

"Speak out you may not believe... my master's surname is Gong and his name is Xuan Yue."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Xing's soft eyes suddenly widened, and his body trembled suddenly.

The bird feathers almost trembled and fell off several.

Gong Xuanyue.

Gong Xuan Yue? ?

"...This, this, isn't this the name of the old palace..."

She was so frightened that her pointed beak couldn't help but tremble, her face was unbelievable and she kept backing away in disbelief.

ha?

Ambassador Xiangfu suddenly has the same name and surname as Lao Gong?

The little guy shook, and couldn't help but think of the reality that the dragon sees the head but not the end. From the beginning to the end, she has only heard voices, and has seen a certain divine lord of the light.

Look at the handsome face that was drunk again.

Terrible cake.

This has the same name and surname, although it is not unusual.

But, it will make her feel a little strangely substituting suddenly, that's it.

...

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing spread his wings and shook the bird feathers on his body.

He took a deep breath, readjusted his emotions, and accepted the name.

...

Gong Xuanyue, this guy, slept from early morning to early morning the next day.

Then he eased his drinking spirit, rubbed his dull head, and sat up slowly.

"Um...comfortable."

I saw that the man was like a big cat, after lazily stretched his waist, he then casually put his slender arm on the bamboo window sill beside him, supporting his exquisite face.

Purple dragon crystal eyes slowly opened.

Suddenly I saw a plump plump chubby with golden red streamer, standing on the bamboo window sill at this moment.

Blinking his soft black bean eyes, he left and then tilted his head again and again, staring at him.

He narrowed his eyes.

Can't help but curl up the corners of the arbitrarily light-colored lips, and laughed dumbly, "Little Fat Bird, Little Fat Bird, are you convinced by the angry appearance of this deity?"