Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

Hearing the question, Su Tang subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Huo Yan.

The man had just put his salary card into his pocket, and he still maintained the posture of putting one hand in his pocket. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing only a section of delicate wrist bones.

He was drooping his eyelashes, but the simple suit shirt perfectly set off the man's noble and elegant temperament. The shirt was buttoned to the top one, and the sexy arc of his Adam's apple could be vaguely seen.

Su Tang compared Lu Qizhi in the original owner's memory, and decisively crossed Lu Qizhi, looking at Huo Yan with bright and moist eyes, without hesitation.

Of course you look better!

Huo Yan curled the corners of his lips calmly, and asked calmly.

Then if I'm with Lu Qizhi... Do you want to raise me or Lu Qizhi?

Bewitched by the beauty, Tang is very decisive, Of course I'm raising you!

The little girl snapped her fingers, You look better than him, and you are easier to raise than him!

Huo Yan subconsciously looked down at his wrist, which was empty without any decorations. He curled his lips into a smile, and the emotion in his eyes softened a little.

Su Tang thought that the little lover was afraid that after earning money, she would turn her head to raise Lu Qizhi, so she stood on tiptoe and patted the man's shoulder very generously to reassure him.

Don't worry, I only admire Lu Qizhi, the kind who can be seen from a distance but not played with. After I raise you, I will never raise others!

Huo Yan pondered for a moment, He's watching from a distance...then I'm just being obscene?

Su Tang, !!!

The little girl widened her eyes in shock, not knowing why the other party came to such a terrible conclusion.

Huo Yan looked at the little girl's round eyes, soft and cute, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Didn't you say that day, you want to do-cry-me.

Huo Yan's voice was deep and magnetic, like an elegant movement dancing on the strings of a cello, and every note hit Su Tang's eardrum.

The feeling of saying these three words from the man's mouth is completely different from the feeling of Su Tang saying it by himself.

Su Tang only felt that his little heart was about to be exploded by those three words!

She covered her face with a look of despair.

Huo Yan couldn't help but curled his lips, and pressed his bony fingers soothingly on the top of the little girl's head, with a faint smile in his voice.

It's very late, I've packed the kitchen, so I'll go back first.

Huo Yan, who molested the little girl, was in a good mood.

At this moment, Su Tang just wanted to send the person away quickly.

She jumped off the sofa, hurried back to the bedroom, covered herself with a round down jacket, walked out and raised her head to look at him, I'll take you downstairs.

Huo Yan lowered his eyes, and glanced at the pink rabbit cotton slippers on the little girl's feet, but he didn't refute, but gave a gentle Yes, and went out with Su Tang.

It was already dark, and there was still yesterday's snow outside. Su Tang followed Huo Yan step by step, like a little tail.

Huo Yan's assistant's cheap car was parked downstairs.

Su Tang was outside, watching Huo Yan get into the car.

The man turned on the heater in the car casually, his slender white fingers tugged at the collar, revealing the curved and sexy Adam's apple, and the other hand rested on the steering wheel. The dark steering wheel made the man's fingers even whiter.

He turned his head sideways, looked at the little girl who was about to go back, suddenly let go of the steering wheel, and pulled the little girl into the car with the door open.