Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

The arc of the long scroll also gradually straightened, and finally it poured down like a waterfall.

What's even more surprising is that the baroque-style ordinary girl's long dress has transformed into a light blue oriental classical plain gauze skirt, ethereal and ethereal, like a fairy who is not stained with mortal dust.

If it weren't for the skin that suddenly became white and bloodless like him at the moment, and the pair of exquisite and small fangs with sharp corners protruding like small lotuses between the shiny pink sandalwood, and the pair of dark red Watery apricot eyes...

Clarence really almost thought that his blood had gone wrong, that he had changed his appearance...

But I have to say that her pure and elegant appearance at the moment, as if she walked out of the ancient painting of oriental beauties, is more touching and disturbing his heartstrings than the doll-like appearance before.

He couldn't help but smile brightly, and said with surprise on his face: "I didn't expect...you would become like this."

"...What have I become?"

Xiang Xing tilted his head in a daze, lowered his eyes in confusion, and looked at him.

Well.

For some reason, she suddenly changed into an ancient costume, even dyed her hair black, and even said that she was hot.

However, to be said by Clarence in such a surprised way, could it be... that his face has become ugly!

Thinking of this, the little guy couldn't help but trembled in fright.

Fortunately, soon, the man opposite took out that pure black fat owl feather.

I saw him clinging to the feather, and gently swaying it a few times, but in an instant, the feather transformed into a small black mirror with ornate patterns.

Xiang Xing also immediately saw his own face clearly from the mirror facing him.

"……Wow!"

Looking at the beautiful face that was so white that it looked like a female ghost, but was inexplicably good-looking and extremely temperamental, the little guy couldn't help but widen his soft eyes excitedly, and involuntarily let out a low exclamation.

It's so beautiful!

but……

"Why, I have become a vampire, but I wear such clothes?"

She scratched the back of her head in doubt, her stomach full of question marks.

Inherited by this Western vampire, plus the host itself is also of Western descent, shouldn't it become that baroque gothic lolita?

This genetic mutation has also become too... weird.

"I want to know why more than you do."

Clarence shook his head and chuckled, shrugging his shoulders helplessly.

But as if he couldn't help it anymore, he quickly stretched out his slender arms, grabbed the little man into his arms, and hugged him very tightly.

With a tinge of excitement, the hoarse voice immediately lingered in her ears, "But I love you so much, I love you so much..."

If she becomes a blood race, she will look like this.

Then the thought in his mind might be shaken a little bit.

As for why, Clarence himself could not say.

He could only vaguely feel that in the past few hundred years, besides waiting for the right opportunity for revenge, he seemed to be still waiting for this moment.

It's amazing.

...

Xiang Xing just stood there in a daze, allowing Clarence to hug her tightly and keep silent.

It wasn't until she gradually felt that her feet were a little unsteady, her limbs and bones were uncomfortable, and her stomach started to growl, then she pursed her mouth and quietly moved towards the man's delicately contoured ear side.