Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Upon seeing this, Clarence couldn't help but understand again.

The man's light brown pupils turned slightly, and then he smiled lowly, moved the chair behind him along the way, and quickly moved it from the side.

In the next second, he moved directly to the side of Xiang Xing from the opposite side, blocking her in the corner.

"Sing Thea, look at me, huh?"

The man chuckled softly, a slender arm propped up on the wooden window lattice behind the little guy, and approached her again.

"..."

Xiang Xing knew that there was no way to hide, so he took a deep breath and pressed down all his emotions, shaking his soft eyes, carefully retracted his gaze, and looked at the man.

She pressed her pink lips subconsciously, her eyes drooping softly, and she looked trembling, which was extremely pitiful.

It's a pity that the expression that was suppressing so hard still didn't escape the eyes of the keen blood race.

A sly stream of light flashed across his eyes quickly, and he had seen through her mind at the moment.

Why did Aunt Pamir's idea come up.

After thinking about it, Clarence lowered his eyes lightly, seeming to hesitate for a while.

When I spoke again, there was a bit more faint seriousness between the words: "Xingxia, if you encounter any difficulties, please tell me and let me help you, okay?"

He didn't want her to do that kind of obscure thing.

Only he can do such a thing.

"……what?"

Xiang Xing didn't understand it for a while, and his soft eyes opened blankly.

Upon seeing this, the man laughed again.

I can only helplessly move his head, and slowly move to the girl's ear.

"Pamir's things are not so easy to steal."

His arrogant voice was hoarse as if there was only a breath.

Hearing the alarm bell ringing in Xiang Xing's heart, his eyes shook.

How would he know...

Is she acting so obvious? !

——Also, this vampire will also fail the mind-reading skills of the rascal...

"Really reluctant to tell me?"

Seeing Xiang Xing still not daring to respond, Clarence thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows and retracted his slender arm.

But he stood up directly, turned and walked to the back kitchen of the tavern.

He also deliberately yelled, "Pamir..."

"...No, no!"

Seeing this, the little guy panicked and hurriedly stretched out his slender arms, hooping the man tightly.

Muttered extremely sadly, "I said, I just said it..."

...

"...So, you want to use Pamir's Wangyou Dan to serve your little butler, so that he forgets to fight for Robert's property?"

After listening to Xiang Xing's narration, Clarence raised his brows lightly and asked with a smile.

"Yes."

Xiang Xing responded quietly, nodding like garlic.

In order to prevent this guy from seeing what she was really thinking in her heart, she didn't even dare to think about the real reason. She used false excuses to wash her brains.

Fortunately, this seems to be quite effective.

The suspicion in the man's eyes is slowly fading under her unremitting efforts.

Seeing him lightly squinting his light brown eyes, he seemed to think for a while.

He turned his head and smiled at her and asked, "Xingxia, don't you think this is troublesome?"

Might as well give it to him.

It only takes fifteen minutes for him to keep this treacherous villain from seeing the sun of tomorrow.

"There is no way to trouble."

Xiang Xing shrugged helplessly, his small face wrinkled in annoyance, and his head hung down.