Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"...The uncle who sold steamed buns before has more internal skills than your second-class shadow guard in Fengxianglou."

"...I still have a little impression of the kid who sells dogs on the street. He is one of those Bei Xiuli guards."

"..."

The two of them walked from the street to the end of the street like this.

After shopping, I was full of dignified.

But he couldn't show it, so he had to continue to maintain his giggling appearance.

After all, on the way to this investigation, there were already several ill-intentioned suspicious eyes that fell on them.

Unexpectedly, in the short half-month period when the market was closed, so many eyeliners were placed in the market street covering half of the Eastern Capital City.

It is estimated that Ouyang Lian, who had disappeared a long time ago, had to run back to the imperial capital to rescue soldiers in order to save his little lover and relatives.

Thinking of this, Xiang Xing couldn't help shaking his head.

It seems to be true love.

"Brother Fenglan, you say, how should we deal with this willow branch so that we can weave it well?"

Under the big willow tree on the corner of the market street, the little guy broke a willow branch, and while pretending to be playful, weaving blindly, he winked softly at Feng Lan.

How could the man not understand the meaning of her words.

"Um……"

He elongated his voice and raised his delicate brows slightly.

The slender and bewildering peach blossom eyes flickered for a while, and then she sneered.

"You broke too many willow branches, and it's impossible to break them to make other things."

He smiled lowly, took the willow branch in Xiang Xing's hand, and twirled his fingertips around quickly and nimbly.

After a while, a unique crown of willow branches appeared in Feng Lan's hands.

Then, the little guy saw him dodging and shuttling into the flowers on the side, picking up a few small flower buds puffed with puffs and embellishing the small crown.

After making a cute and clever little flower crown, he leaned slightly towards her and put it on her carefully.

The eyes are softer and even more soft, "Well, my Xing'er is so beautiful."

"……what?"

Xiang Xing tilted his head in confusion.

Wait, why did she think he didn't seem to answer her question.

"Ah for what."

Seeing her stunned, the man sneered helplessly and shook his head.

After raising his hand and squeezing the soft ball-like cheek, the little guy saw that he took off the willow corolla again.

Fingertips tugged at the tightly woven wicker, and pointedly raised the corners of his thin lips, "Look, these are tightly intertwined with each other, otherwise they can't be separated, and there is no time to separate them. Branches and leaves hinder others."

"Is that so..."

Xiang Xing nodded his head as if he didn't understand.

She felt like she understood, but she didn't understand too much.

Well, it sounds like he already has a solution.

Then she will be relieved~

Thinking about it, the little guy breathed a sigh of relief.

This slack, her small belly grumbled unsatisfactorily.

"...I still want to eat the sugar-fried chestnuts at the intersection, brother Fenglan, let's go back and buy another bag, shall we?"

"Okay~"

...

into the night.

A strange cold fragrance quietly permeated every household on Dongdu Street.

The common people who didn't know martial arts slept more sweetly and peacefully because of this, but those masters who had hidden their identities became more and more restless.

Soon.

The door of the pharmacy Ruihetang was kicked open by the nameless and angry face of the owner of Lingluofang.

"You guys and girls... get out of here!!"