Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Before going out, Xiang Xing found that it was already lively outside, and all kinds of laughing and whispering noises followed one after another.

Curious in her heart, she could not help but walk to the fence of the promenade and look down.

I saw that the guards of the Fengxiang Building, as well as the maids and the little ones, gathered in a noisily group, all crowded into the main hall downstairs, on the edge of the big stage where Feng Lan played the piano last night.

They chatted and discussed with excitement and anticipation on their faces.

Seeing this scene, the little guy's face was covered in circles.

Well, isn't Fengxiang Building closed during the day?

The ladies and sisters are still sleeping and preparing for work at night.

They make so much noise, right?

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing blinked softly, and glanced at Feng Lan beside him with some understanding.

Feng Lan seemed to know something first, so she couldn't help narrowing her peach blossom eyes, covering her mouth with a smirk.

"Little General, you'll know in a while~ Come, come downstairs with me, let's watch the fun!"

As the man spoke, he involuntarily pulled up the little guy's little hand and clasped it tightly in the warm palm.

Take her downstairs.

However, before taking a few steps, he suddenly felt a pause behind him, and the little man seemed to stop suddenly.

"What's the matter? Did you forget to take something?"

Feeling that she couldn't pull it, Feng Lan couldn't help but turn her head and smiled at the girl who was standing a few steps higher than herself.

I saw her delicate soft eyes with thick and slender eyelashes fluttering slightly, her pink lips pursed lightly, as if she was hesitating about something.

After a long silence, he took a deep breath and turned his head towards him.

"Fenglan, in the future... can you not call me little general?"

Xiang Xingnuo spoke softly with a soft voice.

The tail of his eyebrows drooped slightly, and he said again, "I think this title is a bit different."

"Birth points..."

Hearing the little guy's words, Feng Lan froze for a moment.

At the bottom of the magnificent eyes, a faint brilliance suddenly appeared, as if unusually happy.

"Then, if you say no, I will never call you a general again~!"

After saying that, the man's red lips hooked lightly, he couldn't help but laugh, and stepped up again after two steps.

Then, leaning down a little, the peerless handsome face once again came close to Xiang Xing, the peach blossom eyes blinked, and carefully looked at the little man who had already turned a little embarrassed.

"Then why should I call you... um..."

I saw him nodding his head subconsciously, his eyes flashing a little, as if thinking for a while, and then he said again, "Then... I'll call you Sister Xing'er in the future, okay?"

"And don't worry, I'll only call you that when there are no outsiders, eh? How?"

He added carefully.

"Um... that's okay!"

Xiang Xing had absolutely no objection to this title, and immediately smiled happily and nodded lightly.

After thinking for a while, she blinked softly, and suddenly she took the initiative to get closer to Feng Lan.

He leaned closer to his ear, then turned his little hand behind his back, and continued in a low voice, "Then, can I call you brother Fenglan?"

If you call your name, you can say it with dignity.

"Of course you can!"

Hearing the soft voice of "Brother Feng Lan", Feng Lan felt like she was about to float.

One couldn't help but stretched out his arms directly, hugged the little man in front of him excitedly, and rubbed her into his arms for a while.