Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

The little milk cat looked at him dumbfounded, then silently retracted his gaze.

Su Tang doesn't really have much opinion.

If you don’t eat, don’t eat, she’s already eating much better anyway...

The little milk cat glanced at the full trash can, turned her head, and continued watching TV calmly.

The TV series is being performed to a key place, and soon attracted all the attention of Xiaomao.

Seeing that the little milk cat didn't pay attention to him at all, Su Chen continued to watch TV intently, without even blowing his hair.

The boy's eyes were slightly gloomy.

He sat next to the little milk cat, casually lifted the little milk cat up, put it on his knees, took the remote control, and turned off the TV in front of him.

Su Tang, "!!!"

Why turn off her TV! ! !

The little milk cat flew under his palm as Su Chen wanted, and the soft hair felt very good.

The young man's eyes were coldly slapped several times. When the little milk cat slapped his hand and tried to reason with him, he turned on the phone and handed it to her with a cold voice.

"It's time for dinner."

"Watching TV, there is no dinner."

The little milk cat who was trying to jump up suddenly froze.

Su Eats Su Chen's arrogance suddenly weakened.

She tilted her little fluffy head and bit her claws in a melancholy manner.

really.

Your own strength is still very important.

Like her last life.

when starting.

Su Tang couldn't figure out why Huo Yan was so rich and wanted to raise her.

Later, she thought, it might be because she was seen by him when she was drunk that day, Huo Yan was shocked by her big brother's aura, so she didn't dare to refute when she asked to raise him.

During the time when she was still the gold master, when she was reincarnated, she would obediently and obediently. How could it happen that she could not watch TV if she wanted to eat?

In this life, she became a little milky cat, and when she was reincarnated, she threw her out several times and threatened her not to eat dinner while watching TV...

Su Tang squeezed the small claws.

She must hurry up to cultivate and transform back into a human form!

When ordering food, Su Tang used his **** to face Su Chen as always to express his inner anger.

After choosing, Xiaomao pushed the phone to the boy's hand with his paw.

Beckoning him to choose.

The young man glanced lightly, and instead of taking the phone, he handed over his distinct hand, his voice faint.

"Be cute."

Su Tang, "..."

The little milk cat rubbed the boy's finger aggrievedly, and rolled in his palm again.

Feeling the softness and warmth of the palm, the neglected gloom in the boy's heart gradually dispersed.

He raised his hand and smoothed the hair on the little milk cat's body, his cold eyes finally softened, and the corners of his lips were slightly bent.

The boy looked cold and seldom laughed. When he laughed, there were two shallow dimples on his lips, which softened the ice and snow temperament of the boy's whole body, but looked rather cute.

Su Chen quickly retracted the slight curvature of his lips, and once again returned to his manly cold expression.

He touched the little milk cat's head again.

Su Tang originally wanted to fry the hair, but considering that he also had to make a good meal, he hesitated for a while and obediently reincarnated as a smooth hair.

Su Chen still fed it the evening meal.

When the little milk cat sat down on the sofa with her chubby belly, Su Chen put away his chopsticks and turned to take apart his takeaway.

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