Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

As for why it smells like this...

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing suddenly understood, and his soft eyes opened suddenly.

No wonder Feng Han always showed her an indescribable and meaningful smile when she went out during the day.

It's no wonder that just before dinner, Feng Han specially let the little turtles of the Fengxiang Building wash Feng Lan's bath tub, and transported it to his bathroom.

All of these feelings are prepared by her intentionally!

As for the incense she smelled at the moment, although she didn't know what it was called, she could guess what it was just by smelling it and the series of reactions from the inside out.

It can obviously clear the meridians of the sniffer, making the inner breath coiled between the meridians more active, not only activating the blood, but also making the blood flow more blocky.

It is estimated that it is precisely because of this that Feng Lan's tortoise rest is disturbed, and he wakes up suddenly from the deep state of deep sleep.

After sorting out the clues, the little guy couldn't help but sigh helplessly in his heart.

In order to wake up her younger brother early, this elder sister can really do anything.

——Don't be afraid of overdoing it, let her brother do something out of the ordinary!

Looking at Feng Lan who was silent, only slightly curled her lips, and stared at her with a deep look, Xiang Xing blinked softly, and quickly pulled out her little hand from his palm.

Afterwards, he quickly jumped off the bed, dodged and hid behind the screen, leaving only half of his head sticking out, looking at him cautiously.

He hesitated and said: "Feng, Fenghan sister has prepared a tub for you, so you don't need to heat up the soup anymore, go straight to the cold water bath, what kind of firewood and charcoal fire, all that should be burnt out. Burn it up!"

"Huh? ... It's actually ready."

Hearing Xiang Xing say this, Feng Lan secretly hooked her lips, but there was a look of annoyance and regret on the surface.

But after a while, he raised his hand again and rubbed the slightly frowning brow exaggeratedly.

Pretending to be a weak willow supporting the wind, he coughed softly, "Cough, but, sister Xing'er, I am a person who is recovering from a serious injury. Where can I find the strength to go to the tub..."

He said, and suddenly leaned, leaning directly on the bedside rail.

Holding the bedpost, his posture was enchanting, and he quickly blinked at the little guy pitifully, sending the autumn waves wildly.

"Come and help me, okay?"

"..."

Xiang Xing couldn't hold back, and rolled his eyes a little.

What no strength.

When I just arrested her and grabbed her something to eat, I don't know how hard I was!

Thinking of the more than half of the pancakes that someone secretly ate just now, the little guy was so angry that he couldn't help snorting at Feng Lan on purpose, and then he turned around and stopped looking at him.

With a sullen face, a soft and nubby voice said fiercely, "Brother Fenglan, you are already an adult, it's time to learn to take a bath by yourself."

"Also, Sister Fenghan said that you are already well, and you have eaten so many pancakes from me... I will not help you! Absolutely!"

She put her hands behind her back, raised her little head, and added angrily.

Looking at the stubborn little back, the man raised his brows and couldn't help but chuckled a few times.

The magnificent peach blossom eyes turned back and forth, but the handsome face instantly collapsed.

Covering his mouth, he coughed frantically: "Cough, cough, cough!...I-I'm not well, I'm seriously injured...cough, cough, cough!..."