Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

Su Tang puffed up his cheeks with anger.

"Don't always pinch my face, your face is rounded by you."

The man looked at the little girl with a puffed face and sulking, and a low laugh came from his throat.

"Isn't Yuanyuan cute?"

Su Tang wrinkled her nose, her little expression disgusted.

"People with poor aesthetics are not allowed to express their opinions."

The man chuckled, his long eyelashes blinked slightly, his dark eyes brought out a little innocence, but he did not refute Su Tang's words.

Instead, he raised his hand and pressed the petite girl into his arms.

The expression on handsome cheeks is still calm, but the possessiveness in the action is very obvious.

The gentle voice has a slight smile.

"I haven't seen each other for so long. Give your poor boyfriend a hug as comfort."

After seeing Su Tang coming, the girl who had spoken before stepped back a little embarrassedly, and distanced herself from Xu Muzhao.

At this moment, after seeing the originally high-cold and alienated man actually make such a childish and possessive act, he couldn't help but cover his chest, trying to suppress the scream that was about to overflow his throat.

Woo Bingshan's little brother is not a human being!

The most important thing is that Bingshan's girlfriend is also very good-looking, looks good and soft, not cute.

Girls even have the illusion that they are chasing idol dramas.

It's already cold winter, and the man still has a simple shirt and a coat outside.

The body is straight and it doesn't seem to feel cold.

Su Tang was hugged by the man, and she bumped into the man's black coat.

The coldness and tide on the coat suddenly rushed to his face.

The little girl hid unwillingly.

Raise your hand.

Push the man's chest.

Complain softly.

"cold."

But still stay in the arms of the man obediently.

The faint smell of herbs is inexplicably reassuring.

Xu Muzhao looked at the little girl who habitually puffed her cheeks, her thin lips hooked, and then stretched out her hand to pinch the girl's puffed face.

The gaze swept across the tightly bound little girl from head to toe, her eyes lowered, and a little smile filled the beautiful black pupils.

"So afraid of the cold?"

Su Tang pressed his scarves with both hands and emphasized, "I am not afraid of the cold, I am respect for winter."

"..."

The man didn't speak, but just chuckled.

Su Tang felt inexplicably that he was laughing at himself.

He gave him a sulking look.

Two little hands let go of the scarf, tugged the coat on the man's body, looked up at him with a small face, his eyes were unhappy.

"Are you wearing that thin?"

Xu Muzhao glanced at his clothes and nodded, with a casual smile in his voice.

"I'm not like you, I can't wait to carry the heater on me before I go out."

He wears it like this every winter.

I didn't feel anything wrong.

The displeasure in the round eyes of the little girl was even greater.

"You are not in good health. If you wear such a thin body, it will freeze your body."

Su Tang thought of the black Chinese medicine that Xu Muzhao poured every day, and the taste was comparable to bitter gourd, so she couldn't help wrinkling her nose.

She resolutely said to Xu Muzhao.

"You are not allowed to wear this in the future, go out and start with down jackets!"

In fact, the doctor who treated Xu Muzhao also ordered Xu Muzhao to do the same.

And put forward many opinions on his living habits.

But, how could Xu Muzhao obey the doctor's advice?

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