Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

He is her boss now.

For her future happiness, her boss told her to go east, she would never go west.

Seeing this scene, Lu Shaoqian smiled freely.

The charming smile makes the surrounding suddenly pale.

Xiang Xing was almost unbearable himself, and shook slightly.

Fortunately, he was firmly supported by him and didn't fall ashamed.

"Okay, you go pick another one."

The man's tone was gentle, and he raised his hand and gently rubbed the long-awaited little velvet head, "This time, I'll take it seriously."

The girl's eyes were bright and she nodded sweetly.

"good."

She obediently responded, turned around and walked back to the clothes rack, choosing more carefully.

After Lu Shaoqian sent out Xu Tezhu, he found a seat and waited for the good news.

Until the girl changed clothes, walked out of the fitting room slowly, and stood in front of him.

"Mr. Lu, do you look good?"

She pressed her lips slightly nervously, clutched the skirt with her hands, and asked cautiously.

Lu Shaoqian raised his eyes.

What catches the eye is a soft, tender pink purple with a sense of mystery.

The little guy chose a pink-purple chiffon skirt with layers of light yarn and lace, which is complicated and beautiful.

The long curly light chestnut hair is draped over the white, slippery, greasy fragrance and shoulders. It is cute and faintly seductive.

It could be seen that Lu Shaoqian lost consciousness for a moment.

In his eyes, she was like a mallow at this time, like a fairy cheese, merged with sweetness and seduction.

People can't help but want to explore in depth.

"...Is it good-looking?"

Seeing Lu Shaoqian not speaking in a daze, Xiang Xing frowned suspiciously, and asked lightly.

The man then came back to his senses.

With a faint smile, he got up and walked towards her.

"It looks good, this color suits you very well."

He raised his hand gently and pinned a strand of her hair behind his ear.

I inadvertently saw the slightly obtrusive, at first glance, the little yellow duck hairpin produced by the roadside stall.

Suddenly he narrowed his eyes with dissatisfaction.

"Don't wear this thing."

Lu Shaoqian took the issuance card down and was about to throw it away.

Xiang Xing was taken aback, and quickly snatched it back: "No, you can't throw it away."

"...Is it important to you?"

Lu Shaoqian glanced suspiciously at the broken hairpin that was held tightly by the little guy.

After thinking for a while, the brows finally stretched out, "Okay... Then you put it away, you can't match this skirt."

Otherwise, the price will be too low.

Duck: [I hate...]

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After paying the money, Xiang Xing held the paper bag contentedly and walked out of the store.

Continue to visit the next one.

With the previous preparation, she became more and more relaxed.

As long as Lu Shaoqian nodded and smiled to express his liking, he received all the photos.

Anyway, with Xu Te's help, neither she nor Lu Shaoqian will be tired.

Walking around, the two passed by a self-service lottery vending machine for welfare.

Xiang Xing stopped quickly, tilted his head, and took a few serious glances.

She has heard of this thing called welfare lottery.

It is said that the person who wins the special prize is the luckiest person in the world, and he can also get the title of "European Emperor" that shows his luck.

Thinking, the girl's apricot eyes suddenly lit up.

If you are lucky, it is also a kind of blessing, right?

After thinking about it, she immediately turned to Lu Shaoqian and looked at his obsidian eyes earnestly and expectantly.

Lu Shaoqian was taken aback by her, but he was amused: "Why, do you want to buy lottery tickets?"

Xiang Xing nodded vigorously: "Yeah."

"Then buy it."

Lu Shaoqian curled the corners of her lips, and then gently took her little hand, leading her to the lottery vending machine.