Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

He had already thought about the words to coax her.

In the end, this girl was so good, she was so quick to admit it...

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help sneering, his arms tightened again.

"Um... not good."

He paused for a while, but shook his head deliberately, and chose to continue to do bad things, "The solitary king of a country has been accommodating you for so many days. If you continue to accommodate it, where should the face of the loneliness go?"

"...Then what are you going to do, Your Majesty?"

Xiang Xing pouted, and blinked his soft eyes dejectedly.

Don't make up for it, ok?

Could it be... to punish her!

Thinking about it, the little guy suddenly felt a little nervous, and his soft brows could not help frowning uncomfortably.

But at this moment, a very low chuckle suddenly came from the top of his head.

"Star,"

The first word was hoarse, but Shen spoke again softly.

As he said that, he lightly held the wrist of the little man in his arms again, and his fingertips gently stroked on the white fair skin with no ornaments, "By the way, what about the tourmaline beads that I gave you a while ago? Why haven't I seen it? You put it on."

"...that oh."

Xiang Xing paused, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

A little embarrassed, she shrank again, and then she muttered, "Well, that's not an ornament worn by unmarried girls... I wear it as a queen, wouldn't that make people laugh at me, even more laughing at me? you?"

"Do you still know the meaning behind it?"

Hearing the first words, he laughed even more.

He held the little guy's shoulders, lifted her up, and stared at her.

Then, hiding the almost overflowing arc on his lips, he tilted his head slightly, pretending to be serious and continuing to ask, "Since Xing'er wants to follow the customs of the southern border, then... when will you be willing to give it to me? "

"what?"

Xiang Xing was stunned for a moment, and his little head was a little confused by his bending.

I finally got around, but with a small mouth and a face of reluctance, "The emperor gave it to your concubine, and the concubine is not from the southern border, so don't give it back to you."

There is no reason to take the baby back in disguise.

Anyway, not here with her, hum.

"……you."

Seeing that she started to play a little rascal, she couldn't help frowning and laughing at the first speech, and shook her head again and again.

His arms were spread out helplessly, "If you don't wear the accessories of unmarried women, you are the one who wants to follow the customs of the Southern Xinjiang; it is you who say that you are not from the Southern Xinjiang and don't follow the customs of the Southern Xinjiang... Xing'er, what do you want to do? what?"

"I……"

Xiang Xing opened his mouth, but his throat was choked, and he was speechless for a moment.

Between the soft and moist apricot pupils, a tangled color suddenly appeared.

right.

Isn't she inconsistent.

But, but...

Seeing the distressed appearance of the little guy for a moment, the first word blinked, but he quickly couldn't bear it.

The reddish-brown pupils swayed left and right, as if thinking of something, he suddenly tilted his head and hurriedly approached her.

He leaned over to the little girl's slightly embarrassed ear, and smiled lightly: "If the queen can't think of a way to do both, Gu Ke has a very good idea, would you like to hear it?"

"...Listen!"

Xiang Xing didn't think much about it, and suddenly nodded his head seriously and vigorously.

However, just as the man smiled faintly, and was about to say it—

The two of them paused at the same time, and were startled to realize that there seemed to be some unharmonious fluctuations somewhere beside them.