Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"……cough."

Xiang Xing, who was caught in front of her bag, blinked awkwardly and swallowed quietly.

The soft and waxy voice was as thin as a mosquito, and he muttered very unnaturally, "Late, good evening, Clay..."

Before she finished her words, a cool breeze that didn't know where it came from was suddenly blowing towards her front door.

The little guy's small nose suddenly itched, causing her to sneeze.

"Snee!..."

"……look at you."

Seeing the little man in his arms rubbing his nose vigorously, Clarence couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.

Those magnificent jewel-like eyes swayed a few minutes, and suddenly raised their hands, but a thin black cloak appeared out of thin air, which directly wrapped Xiang Xing tightly.

"Huh~..."

The rapid warming up caused the little guy to subconsciously tremble his shoulders, his soft and moist eyes narrowed, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

But in the next second, the man's pretentious reprimand came to his ears.

"How can I make you feel uneasy, so uneasy that I want you to face the cold wind most of the night and accompany you all the way?"

Clarence chuckled low, but his eyes seemed to be inadvertent, and he glanced lightly over the glowing pink diamond necklace.

After a short pause, the delicate eyes lifted up as if inaudibly.

This strange duck is quite capable, and can actually untie his blood covenant spell and wake her up.

Ah.

"...Just, just..."

Xiang Xing blinked softly, and hesitated for a while.

But suddenly an inexplicable confidence surged from the bottom of my heart. I couldn't help but cough a few times, and forced a serious statement, "Yes, I am very worried! Today, your magic power is so exhausted that you lose consciousness. Who knows if you will fly halfway and fall. It fell into a dead bird..."

She would not admit that she actually found his trajectory from the GPS map, and actually flew to the Grand Palace of Naros...

I couldn't help the curiosity that was about to burst, and came along.

As a result, it turned out to be a hidden story, which was the dream that Marbury had just dreamed of.

Although he didn't know why he suddenly dreamed of such a scene, Xiang Xing quickly clicked the play button on the GPS map and watched the whole process.

Thinking of this, the little guy couldn't help sighing in his heart, then quietly raised his soft eyes, and looked at the handsome white side face by the moonlight.

From self-avoidance at the beginning, to being reborn in another posture after being murdered...

She hadn't thought of how much he had secretly endured during these long hundreds of years, and she didn't dare to think about it.

I just feel a pain in my heart.

There is even an inexplicable emotion called empathy, which is quietly growing.

...

Empathy?

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing couldn't help but froze for a while, his soft eyes opened slightly.

Why do I feel the same...

And if I remember correctly, this feeling seems to have appeared frequently in the recent period.

She does not deny that after waking up, she spent the time counting stones and picking up trash during the time she met ducks and ducks.

But during that period, I was able to live at ease, as if I had not experienced anything that needed to be endured.

It's weird.

Thinking of this, the little guy shook his head, and left this strangeness directly behind him.

Don't think about things you can't figure out, it's a waste of brain cells.