Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Why don't you sleep more."

A deep and gentle voice sounded from his ears, Xiang Xing raised his soft eyes, and saw that Ao Yuan had turned to her.

Leaning down slightly, carefully tied the knot of the cloak for her.

Looking at those azure blue eyes, gentle and low-hanging eyes, the little guy thought of what the man said in the Yuelao Temple that day in a daze.

The jelly-like pink lips pressed lightly, he couldn't help but blink and soften his eyes, lifting up the fingertips like green onions.

Gently poked Ao Yuan's white and clear cheeks.

"..."

The man's hand tied the knot paused.

The slender eyelashes slowly lifted, with some doubts looming in the bottom of his eyes, he looked at Xiang Xing, "What's the matter?...Is there anything on my face?"

"Well."

Xiang Xing murmured and shook his head.

Immediately afterwards, a slight smile appeared on his lips, a little bit of starlight gleamed in his soft eyes, and he asked softly.

"Brother Xiaolong, are you serious about what you said at Yuelao?"

"…Ok?"

Ao Yuan was startled again.

I remembered it instantly, the whole person couldn't help being a little bit cramped, and his complexion was a bit awkward.

Explain quickly, "Sister Xiaoyu, that, the situation was urgent at the time, I didn't mean to occupy you..."

The word "cheap" had not yet been spoken, but his thin lips were quickly pressed by the cool little fingertips.

"Don't say it."

Xiang Xing's face was slightly puffed up, staring at him earnestly, "I want to treat it as true, so don't say it."

"..."

There was a panic in the man's eyes.

After a while, he seemed to have realized something again, and then faintly raised the corners of his lips, gently pulling away her little hand.

He laughed and looked at her slightly.

"So, sister Xiaoyu, do you want to be my wife?"

"..."

Now, Xiang Xing's turn was a little stunned.

She didn't expect that he would ask so directly.

The little guy was suddenly upset.

Originally, I thought that this guy was naive, even if he understood what she meant, he should be panicked first, and then blushed shyly...

That way, she might be able to stand up and call the shots!

Results, results...

Seeing Xiang Xing suddenly suffocated, Ao Yuan was even more sure about what he was thinking.

He raised his eyebrows, his head actually moved closer.

The smile was even worse: "Really?"

"me…"

Looking at the sudden enlargement of Qingjun's face, Xiang Xing opened his small mouth and hesitated for a long time.

However, at this moment, the location of the giant coral in front of him suddenly heard several loud crackling sounds like fireworks...

"Huh? What, what is that!..."

The people in the Dragon Palace seemed to have seen something, they all exclaimed and surrounded them.

I saw clusters of branch bones on the giant coral, really like a firework, jetting out wonderful streams of light.

What is even more surprising is that wherever the streamer goes, the water quality of the sea gradually becomes clearer.

"This, this is..."

Seeing this scene, the old dragon king standing in the forefront of the large group couldn't help but stared with excitement.

With a long groan, he transformed into a grayish giant dragon, circling round and round around the giant coral.

After that, he burst into laughter ecstatically, "Miracles, miracles!"

"…what?"

The Dragon Palace all looked dumbfounded.

Ao Ye, who had been observing silently, turned around and smiled at everyone as if he had realized something.

"That is the ancient spiritual source sleeping in the giant coral, and now it has awakened again, purifying the filth for me in the South China Sea!"