Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

Su Tang immediately stood up, looked down subconsciously, and kicked jio in the air with her short legs——

emmm...

so short.

Longing to wake up and become a long-legged Tang is very sad.

[Guagua, what's going on with me? 】

Guagua did not fall into a deep sleep all the time.

[That is, didn't you go to the light elves for baptism before? You fell into a deep sleep after your baptism, and you have been in a coma for three months. 】

[Three months? 】

The little girl's beautiful clear blue eyes were round and round.

She lowered her head to look at her short legs suspiciously, then jumped out of the bed to compare herself with the bed, and said suspiciously, [This is not what it looks like in three or four months...]

Instead, he looked like a five or six-year-old child.

Guagua didn't think there was anything wrong, [Elves, you must be different from humans, you see, as a saccharine, you are still in infancy after three thousand years, and you haven't lost your height... Ha Ha ha ha ha! 】

Guagua wanted to laugh when he mentioned this.

The little boy has always been very sad that he doesn't have long legs.

She refuses to admit that she is already an adult, and tells Guagua every day that she is only three thousand years old, that she is still in her infancy, and that she will grow taller when she reaches maturity.

Sugar, […]

She felt that this melon might be carried away, and she wanted to taste what bitter melon juice tasted like!

The little girl ground her teeth, thinking about how to trick Guagua out of her consciousness this time.

Guagua also knew that he laughed a little arrogantly just now, and he was very eager to change the subject.

[Cub, look at your back! Do you feel that there is something more? 】

[Back? 】

The little girl blinked blankly.

She subconsciously stretched out her small white hand and touched it behind her, as if she had touched something soft.

The wings on the back seemed to be frightened, and the wings that had been neatly curled up spread out in an instant. The wings were crystal clear, and against the light of the moonlight in the bedroom, they looked even more hazy and thin, and there seemed to be sparkling brilliance flowing on the wings .

[Gua, Guagua, I seem to be able to fly now. 】

Su Tang said softly, out of curiosity, he reached out and touched the wings on his back.

Wings feel like a thin membrane, but are very strong.

Su Tang found himself reaching out to break it off...and failed to break it off.

The little girl's actions scared Guagua so much that the vines almost fell off her head, [Zi, those are your wings! Can't tear it! Can't tear it up! 】

【……Oh. 】

The little girl replied softly, her voice sounded a little regretful.

Guagua, […]

This is probably a bear boy!

It's fine to tear off the wings and other elves, but why did they tear it on their own head!

Guagua didn't feel it at all, and his thoughts were like a bear, and he was the same bear as Su Tang!

Elves seem to be born with the gift of using their wings to fly.

Although a pair of wings suddenly appeared behind him, Su Tang didn't feel uncomfortable at all, on the contrary, he mastered the skill of using wings in a short while.

Flapping its wings, it flew around the palace several times in novelty.

Caesar's bedroom is very large and very empty.

Although Su Tang flew crookedly, he didn't hit anything.

The elf flew for a while, and couldn't help but want to go out for a walk.

The whole elf flew crookedly to the door of the bedroom, and was about to open the door to go out, but the door of the bedroom was suddenly opened——

The little elf slammed into the man's arms straight and crooked!