Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

In other words, Feng Lan is too stupid, and it is too easy to make her bad~

[…Yes, you are the worst, you are necrotic. ]

Ya Ya squinted mung bean dead fish eyes, looked at the self-satisfied little guy, and agreed without emotion.

I was speechless.

Sometimes it really wants to know what this little ancestor's definition of "bad" is...

However, that's all.

From the current point of view, the problems that Situ Ling was about to face in the last life were all solved by Feng Lan last night, so there should be no major problems.

Little ancestors can play if they want to.

...

"Then it's settled!"

Seeing that the little guy in his arms finally showed a little smile again, Feng Lan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

He hurriedly pulled her off the couch and urged excitedly, "Little General, change your clothes, let's set off immediately!"

"Um."

Xiang Xing responded softly and jumped to her small wardrobe.

Just as he was about to pick up his clothes, he seemed to suddenly realize something, so he could not help turning his head back silently and glanced at Feng Lan.

Fortunately, the man was also acquainted, and he had already wandered out of the screen before waiting for her to look at him.

The little guy blinked, and then he started to change his clothes with confidence.

However……

When she got dressed and walked out of the screen, she saw that Feng Lan wrinkled her delicate brows after seeing her, showing a little dissatisfaction.

"Why are you still wearing this men's suit?"

Xiang Xing only listened to him tut tut to greet him. After looking up and down, he took the initiative to trot to her small wardrobe.

From the inside, he pulled out the lilac plain gauze skirt from last night, turned around and shoved it into her arms, "Well, you have to wear this."

"...Is that appropriate?"

The little guy held the dress in astonishment, a little hesitant.

One thing to say, in broad daylight, this will be recognized, right?

"Trust me, it'll be alright!"

Feng Lan still swears by the package ticket.

Turning his eyes and thinking for a while, he even laughed, deliberately took off the men's hair crown on Xiang Xing's head, and carefully put it away.

"..."

The little guy touched his hair that was loose at that moment, and could only go back to the screen silently, and obediently put on the dress.

When she put on the veil again, tied her belt and walked out, the moment she saw Feng Lan, she was so shocked that her feet suddenly softened.

——No, this guy, why did he change into a female outfit...

"Well, the little general really suits this outfit best!"

Feng Lan, who had just put on a string of unique pearl hairpins, finally showed her satisfaction when she saw Xiang Xing again.

I saw that he tilted his head, seemed to think for a while, then laughed again, and brought the little guy who was still in a state of shock to the dressing table.

I don't know where I created a whole set of rouge gouache, as well as the bead hairpins, so I carefully dress up Xiang Xing.

But for a moment, the little guy saw the face in the bronze mirror, which was originally not wearing pink, but the face was upturned, and it was like a supernatural craftsmanship, more delicate and gorgeous, and even brilliant.

Charming, yet cute and well-behaved.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Xing swallowed and glanced at Feng Lan who was more satisfied.

How do you think, he seems to know how to be a woman better than her...

"Well~ everything is ready, let's go out!"

After taking care of Xiang Xing, Feng Lan giggled, took her little arm and took her out of the wing.