Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Thinking of this, the little guy couldn't help but raised his chest and eyebrows proudly, and there was a shallow smile on his slightly pursed lips.

It's her eloquent ambassador of happiness~

...

Xiang Xing continued to tell her story.

The wars, big and small, and the heroic performances of heroes from all walks of life, she explained them in detail.

Although I don't know if it will coincide with the development of this world, it is not bad to give this young emperor more room for research.

Unconsciously, a plate of candied dates and red bean cakes quietly bottomed out.

The already deep still night, in the passage of time, is already thicker than ink.

Looking at the little guy who had begun to yawn in distress, but still had to fight hard, and describe those war scenes that were particularly jerky for her, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes at the first sentence, and the bottom of her eyes sank.

Whether she was coincidental or deliberate, the seriousness that only wanted him to understand, really touched his heart slightly.

Of course, more is the more intense pity.

Feeling the complicated feelings that he has almost never had in the past twenty years, the man can no longer hold back.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently held the small hand that was casually resting on the table, tightening slightly.

"That's it for tonight,"

He smiled softly, and the beating candlelight reflected in the bottom of his eyes, glowing with brilliance, "Queen, it's getting late at night, it's time to help Gu undress?"

"...Well, okay."

Xiang Xing was also really sleepy, so he couldn't help but nodded dazedly, grabbed the teacup beside him in a daze, and took a sip of tea.

While slowly moistening his throat, he stood up swayingly, and came to the man who had already stood up, and undressed him.

The first word also bowed his head slightly, staring deeply at the girl who was moving slowly and crumbling.

But as if thinking of something, the corners of the crimson lips suddenly evoked a teasing arc, and she smiled deliberately.

"Queen, when are you going to sleep for the lonely servant?"

"..."

Xiang Xing's groping little hand froze instantly.

A sip of tea in his mouth made a "puff", and sprayed it out directly, spraying the man's heart full of...

She's a little confused.

Why, how is it so good, you are about to go to bed? ?

However, even though the clothes were sprayed with embarrassment by her, a certain emperor did not show any anger.

He just snorted, and smiled even more: "Does the queen want to remind Gu... at this moment?"

As he spoke, he deliberately raised his hand and gently held the slender shoulders.

The frightened little guy trembled instinctively again.

On the soft and delicate cheeks, two light rose halos quickly appeared.

"Concubine, concubine..."

She hesitated several times.

But he didn't know what to say, so he could only squinted his face, looked away, and pursed his pink lips.

She didn't intend to refuse.

Who made the two of them a legitimate husband and wife.

I just feel a little caught off guard...

Of course, how could the first word know what Xiang Xing was thinking.

Looking at her naive reaction, he felt that she seemed to be avoiding, which made him feel a little light in his heart, but he could only chuckle a little helplessly.

"Antu."

He sighed secretly, then turned his head and called Eunuch An who was waiting outside.

Order him to go back to Yangshen Temple and bring a set of clean underwear over.

Only then did he drag Xiang Xing's stunned little hand and lead her into the couch.

As usual, they sleep in their clothes.