Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

Su Tang, "???"

She lowered her head and gave herself a dumbfounded look.

Ruanuo's voice is still a bit dazed.

"I'm an adult."

Jiang Beiyu glanced at her, his tone was a bit suspicious, "Your height... are you sure you are an adult?"

Wei Yan, "..."

Other team members, "..."

Brother Yu's mouth is really fucking poison!

The little girl is shorter...but she is cute!

Like a girl who came out of the second element, and like a tender white dumpling, soft and incredible.

Brother Yu is simply poking a needle according to someone’s small wound, and after pouring a layer of salt and spreading it evenly, looking at Brother Yu's posture, he obviously wants to pour some chili sauce on it...

Su Tang, "..."

This is reincarnation. She can't be angry, can't be angry, can't be angry...

Ahhhhh!

Su Tang held the bitter gourd blankly.

Guagua feels bitter.

Why is there no desire to survive in reincarnation, but it is this poor melon that is injured!

Jiang Beiyu stared at the silent girl with her eyes down, and realized that what she had just said was probably a bit too much. He raised his hand to touch her ears uncomfortably, raised her long eyelashes, and asked, "Are you really an adult?"

Su Tang stared at her toes, "Yeah."

This is reincarnation. She can't be beaten to death, can't be beaten to death...

Should we kill and wait for the next life?

The devil's thoughts in the little girl's heart began to stir.

The girl's clean eyebrows were drooping, and her long, slightly curled eyelashes were quietly resting on her eyelids, outlining the beautiful shape of her eyes.

The pupils are distinct black and white, looking clean and soft.

The soft hair is coiled into a complicated bun, and there are two thin strands of hair on the cheeks, and the silent appearance with low eyes looks a bit like an aggrieved little milk cat.

Soft and milky, the kind without attacking power.

When I was anxious, I could only wave my non-pointed paws and meow milky milky voices, without any lethality.

Jiangbeiyu felt itchy in his heart, as if he was slightly scratched by the paw of the milk cat.

He squinted Mo Tong and looked at Su Tang for a few seconds, twitching the corners of his lips indifferently.

"It's okay, including food and housing, with a monthly salary of 8,000, responsible for the daily life of the team and the sanitation of the villa, and signing the contract with Lao Wei if he accepts it."

The player next to him, "...???"

It is said that the monthly salary of three thousand, how come to Brother Yu's mouth it has almost tripled?

However, the club has the Jiang family to pay, and no one will care about the salary of an agent he appointed.

Su Tang is very happy.

She didn't expect that the reincarnation promised so quickly.

Wei Yan was still dizzy when he was preparing the contract.

Does Jiangbeiyu let a fan become an agent so easily?

In addition to knowing that the other party is a fan, the rest of the information can be said to be one question and three questions...

Give people such a high salary.

Had it not been for his familiarity with Jiangbeiyu’s indifferent temperament, I’m afraid he would really have thought he fell in love with other girls!

But Jiangbeiyu, the club's leader, has spoken out, and his weak, innocent and poor agent can't say anything, and can only silently prepare the contract.

Su Tang used his experience in filling out contracts in previous lives to compile it, and planned to forge his identity later and then secretly change it with magic.

Xu You, who was sitting closest to Jiangbei Island, stabbed him in the arm, "I said Brother Yu, are you really planning to let her be an agent?"

Although the little girl is very cute, but Brother Yu doesn't look like the kind of person who is fascinated by sex...

"Ok."

Jiangbei Yu lay back slowly, pulled his fingers with distinct knuckles, and silently put the school uniform back on his face, covering the red ear tips.

"I want to have a cat."

[Puff, I have red sleeves, and I am more popular than Xianzun!Sure enough, you still like sugar melons and don't like big pig's hoof~ There are two more to brush at twelve.

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