Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

[When I went out just now, I watched a little drama. ]

The little guy stood up and answered in a serious manner, [This gentleman's father is the best friend of the original owner's father, and in the plot, he can get into the top three in the test and become an official in the court... At that time, he will not be allowed to Report to the old man. ]

And at that time, maybe they will meet their enemies in the court and China, and let the six old guys pick up one of their own handles in vain.

Originally, the original owner's life was the same as Situ Ling's, hovering on the brink of death, so she didn't want to give people more chances to stab people.

[…You can still think so deeply, which is really surprising to me. ]

After eavesdropping on the little guy's thoughts, Ya Ya couldn't help widening her eyes, and gave her a few odd glances.

When did the IQ of the little ancestors rise?

...that's enough of these weird things lately.

[Okay, let's not talk about that person. ]

Xiang Xing shook his head and put the matter of Young Master Wen directly behind him.

Immediately, his soft eyes widened, and he looked around in the Fengxiang Building, and said subconsciously, "Didn't I tell you to take a good look at Feng Lan, man? And where did the little emperor run to? ]

[The little emperor was invited by Feng Han to the roof accordion, Feng Lan...]

Duck Duck responded coolly, and suddenly flapped its big wings angrily.

He hummed, and pointed at his fat face with the tip of his wings, [Do you think I am a poor, young and helpless bird that can see a big man? Of course he went home by himself. ]

Your man doesn't watch it yourself, you want it to watch a ghost.

Just now Feng Lan's gaze that can almost cook people, it is not bad that it has not turned into Kyoto roast duck...

[That's it. ]

Xiang Xing nodded in understanding.

After thinking about it, his shoulders shrugged slightly, but he took a step and walked towards the top floor.

It was getting late, and she had to take her careless little master who was only looking after her sister back to the inn.

To avoid being assassinated by someone in a while, it would be troublesome.

Hey.

The little guy sighed as he climbed the long rotating bamboo ladder.

However, when she happened to pass by the door of an elegant room with slightly unique doors and windows, suddenly, the door on her side opened wide, and a strange strong wind suddenly blew out of the room.

She didn't even have time to react and scream, her arm was firmly bound by a hand, and she was suddenly pulled into the room...

Immediately afterwards, the door of the room clicked and locked.

The outside returned to normal in a timely manner, only Duck Ya stood staggeringly on the ground, the starlight in front of her eyes made her dizzy.

...

"Master, didn't the slave family say that they want to talk about wine with you tonight?"

When Xiang Xing came back to his senses, a low voice of laughter suddenly sounded from her ear.

Immediately afterwards, she only felt a slight itch in her chin, and a slender and white hand quickly covered her, her fingertips lightly pinching her exquisite chin.

Slightly provoked, so that the dull round eyes are facing a pair of boundless stars and peach blossom eyes.

"But what's the result?"

The owner of Peach Blossom smiled lightly.

That beautiful silver bell-like voice turned in an instant, gradually subsided, and returned to a man's tone.

Qing Shi Yan leaned closer to her again, and his words were filled with a faint, unknown meaning, "As a result, General Xiang, in front of me, went to deliver things to other men... why are you doing this? Are you not keeping your word?"