Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

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From a young age, Xu's father and Xu's mother felt that Xu Muzhao was a bit like a little adult.

Obviously still a small group, but he pretends to be cool every day, and he is not lukewarm to anyone, even to them.

Unlike other kids.

Never cry.

This made Xu's mother very worried, and she hoped that she could cry Xu Muzhao when she changed the law every day.

As for why it's not funny.

Mother Xu said that there was no reason, she just wanted to see Xu Muzhao cry.

The little dumpling was only a few years old, so he was sitting in front of his small desk seriously, holding the pen in his soft hands, and doing the math questions in front of him with a serious expression.

He looked serious as if he was doing something big.

Mother Xu wanted to laugh when she saw it.

The small group took a pen and wrote one stroke at a time, writing very seriously. Mother Xu watched from the side, and after a while she started to take away the pen in Xu Muzhao's hand. The little dumpling looked up at her, and the little hand calmly grabbed another pen in the pen box to write.

Mother Xu took the pen away again.

The small group changed another one.

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Until all the pens in the pen case were taken away.

Mother Xu looked at the little dumpling triumphantly, and the expression on her face was very clear.

The pen is gone!

The little dumpling looked at Xu's mother who was holding a pen, and sighed, as if she was looking at an ignorant child.

Mom, you're 37, not 27, not 17. Please stop doing these childish things.

Mother Xu was stunned.

Is she... despised by a little brat?

Annoyed, Mother Xu grabbed the small dumpling and beat the pp.

Let you pretend! Let you pretend! What's wrong with me at 37? Is it old? Let you say I'm naive! Witches...

The little dumpling who was beaten up is safe.

It was just after Mother Xu left the room, her little hand rubbed the sore pp and sighed.

Silently took out a small notebook from the bookshelf and wrote it very solemnly.

Don't mention your age to a woman.

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Xu Muzhao also didn't understand where his obsession with strawberry lollipops came from.

From birth, he could clearly feel it.

Emotions are low.

Not cool either.

To be precise, it's a kind of...it doesn't matter.

When Xu Chengyi framed him, he didn't feel sad either.

Only when you eat strawberry lollipops will you feel a sense of joy in your heart.

It was as if something was missing somewhere in the heart to be filled.

But still a little dissatisfied.

It's like...just tasted the substitutes.

what is it then?

Biting a lollipop, the little dumpling stood in the yard of the Xu family, thinking seriously.

What the hell is he looking for?

Or rather.

What is he waiting for?

And all this was answered when he saw the daughter of the Si family, Si Tang.

At the beginning of the meeting with Si Tang, he just planned to go through the motions.

Then find an excuse to reject the engagement.

After all, the Si family was a pawn in his plan to deal with Xu Chengyi.

He also didn't plan to spend the rest of his life with a little girl in her early twenties.

Sitting in the box was just to prevent Father Xu from nagging.

Until the box door was pushed open, a little girl in a snow-white long dress walked in, with a tender baby face, soft hair, and round eyes as pure as a young deer, looking around curiously.

He heard a voice inside him speaking to him.

It's her.

—You have been searching for it for many years.

after meeting her.

Life is complete from now on.