Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

The little girl's eyes lit up suddenly.

Little hands habitually grabbed the man's cuffs, and his round eyes were bright, a bit like a little milk cat who found food.

"Then you rent it to me and Shuangshuang!"

Xu Muzhao's gaze fell faintly on the strawberry mousse cake that was gnawed at Su Tang's hand. Su Tang sensed his sight. Although he knew Xu Muzhao did not like this dessert, he still subconsciously protected him. The food one quickly puts the last bite into his mouth.

The white and tender cheeks are bulging.

It looks like a hamster hoarding food.

The dense hair fell quietly on both sides of his white cheeks, soft.

The man's eyelashes moved slightly, his eyes darkened a bit.

He raised his hand, tapped his white fingers on the table lightly, his thin lips slightly hooked, and his voice sounded a little casual.

"It's okay to rent it to you-but a deposit must be paid first."

"Deposit?"

The little girl was startled, her originally round eyes looked rounder, and her black and white eyes blinked twice.

I subconsciously took out my phone and clicked on a treasure, wanting to see how much money I had in my small vault.

Si father and mother have never treated her badly in terms of money.

The monthly living expenses are sufficient.

She is not very able to spend money, her only hobby is all kinds of strawberry-flavored desserts...

A lot of money can be saved every month.

...It is certainly enough to rent a house.

Guagua couldn't help but squeak when hearing Xu Muzhao's words.

With its understanding of Xianzun, it is definitely a routine.

Sure enough, without waiting for it to spit out in his heart, it feels that the entire melon consciousness has been imprisoned in the sea of ​​consciousness of Su Tang, unable to spill a trace, let alone investigate the situation outside Su Tang...

Su Tang looked at her little treasury, raised her eyes uncertainly, and looked at the man sitting next to him so that he could sit in his spare time.

"My money should be enough..."

Before the words fell, she felt her chin lifted slightly.

The man Qingjun's face was slightly enlarged in front of him.

...

After a long time, the man slowly withdrew his body, half-dangling his eyelashes, his eyes were dark ink, as if he was tasting something, he pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke, his voice was dumb and low, and there was a little bit of nothing. Smile.

"...Sweet."

The little girl sat on the sofa and listened to Xu Muzhao's meaningful "Very sweet". The first reaction in her mind was the silky kiss just now, and her white cheeks were instantly stained with beautiful crimson, her original childish features. Suddenly dyed with majesty, Ming Yan can not be anything.

She grabbed the pillow on the sofa next to her and hurled it at the man in anger.

Xu Muzhao leaned on the sofa, raised his hand lazily, and grabbed the pillow with his slender, white fingers.He chuckled.

"I mean strawberry mousse cake, what do you think."

The crimson on the little girl's cheeks suddenly became deeper.

Xu Muzhao never eats these desserts, and the strawberry mousse cake he makes is always her own...

I want to know where the cake he tasted came from.

The little girl grabbed another pillow and threw it over, whispering.

"Big pervert!"

Xu Muzhao raised his eyebrows, a little smile in his beautiful black eyes.The angry little girl on the sofa has beautiful and attractive white cheeks, just like the middle piece of summer watermelon, sweet and attractive.

He couldn't help but leaned down and kissed the little girl's white cheek gently.

In the little girl's shameful eyes, her voice explained flatly.

"Just now, it's rent."

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