Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

He stared at those tender peach blossom eyes very seriously, his jaw tensed slightly, "This heel is based on when our duties are not busy, we can't lose the saint."

She is very professional!

"what?……"

Feng Lan tried her best to hold back her laughter, but she pretended to be unhappy on the surface, and her voice was elongated.

He raised his eyes slightly, and complained deliberately, "Xing'er, when we are alone, can we not talk about business and not mention the saint? I will be jealous too."

"impossible."

The little guy shook his head solemnly.

I saw her eyes wide open, her face tensed and inexplicably serious, "We have to protect our heads before we can be alone."

"..."

Feng Lan turned her pupils speechlessly.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but shook his head and laughed.

Sometimes this little girl is a little too upright.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back and rest."

Looking at Xiang Xing's little nose that was a little red from the cold, the man hooked his lips lightly, and wrapped his arms around his waist, carefully protecting her in his warm embrace.

He got up, tiptoed lightly on his toes, neatly jumped away from the high tower of the government office, and leaped in the direction of Fengxiang Tower.

However, just as the two of them crossed Dongdu Market Street again.

Vaguely, Xiang Xing seemed to sense an indescribable strange aura. Since the two of them entered Dongdu Street, they had been entwined around them.

The little guy froze instantly.

They... seem to be being followed!

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little uneasy, and she couldn't help but gently tug at the corner of Feng Lan's clothes, and whispered, "Brother Feng Lan..."

"Shh."

Feng Lan also seemed to have noticed this long ago, and made a silent gesture to her directly.

His voice became even more hoarse, "Let him follow, we won't startle the snake."

"Um!"

Xiang Xing nodded vigorously.

"Good, don't be afraid."

The man rubbed her little head gently, and then his eyes narrowed.

Immediately afterwards, the little guy only felt that after he pondered for a while, a mellow and domineering inner breath suddenly overflowed from his body.

And these inner breaths, driven by the man's fingers, swam out very quickly, flocking to the strange breath.

However, the owner of that strange aura didn't seem to notice all this.

Xiang Xing was surprised again.

Wow, this guy can not only track the fragrance automatically, but also the internal strength of martial arts...

One thing to say, she really doubted at this moment whether the person in front of her was a goblin.

...

Fortunately, after the two successfully walked out of Dongdu Street, the mysterious atmosphere did not follow.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but quickly dodge into a small alley beside them.

"Xing'er, wait for me for a moment."

Feng Lan whispered a word, and immediately closed her eyes, as if holding her breath.

But after a while, when he slowly opened his eyes, the bottom of his eyes was already clear.

"follow me."

He couldn't help but take the hand of the little guy who hadn't slowed down, and quickly turned back.

It was not until they came to a small courtyard that looked very ordinary, the two stopped quietly and crouched behind a haystack in a corner.

Xiang Xing saw Feng Lan curled her lips smugly, and immediately raised her finger to open the thatched fence a little.

The scene in the small courtyard suddenly appeared in the cracks of the grass.

I saw a middle-aged man who looked extremely tall, carrying the two of them on his back, walking slowly towards the hut in the center of the yard.

However, looking at the broad back, the little guy suddenly felt a faint sense of familiarity in his heart.