Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

The wind in the middle of the night is cold, even if there is light, but the moonlight has no temperature.

The scenery tightened her neckline, the street was no longer as busy as the daytime, but empty, she quietly followed behind him, and the cold air made her wonder if a ghost would suddenly float out.

He said that he would leave before others found out that the treasurer was missing. Feng Jing knew that because of his identity, he should not be noticeable anymore. After she hit a few Hatch, they finally stopped at a jewelry store.

The store door was closed, and she looked up at him, not understanding what he was going to do.

He knocked on the door three times, and after a while there was a voice of dissatisfaction, and the door opened, "Who is okay to knock on the door, it's midnight, if I don't buy my things, I won't...ah!"

A sword struck him in the face, and the middle-aged man stepped back.

Scenery saw the man beside him smiled and walked in, "It's you, I, and I don't buy anything."

"Master...Master!" The person who hadn't stood still knelt directly on the ground this time.

The man turned his head, "Miss Xia, won't you come in?"

"..." The cold wind outside was uncomfortable, so she chose to walk in.

The middle-aged man glanced at the scenery, "Master...this?"

"Thousands, find two rooms."

Thousands of thousands knew this was something that should not be asked, and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, please come down with you, Master."

The scenery followed behind the man and pulled the corner of his clothes. He lowered his head and she said, "What is your name?"

The little voice was soft and soft like a white rabbit.

His voice almost moaned, "Xue dark."

"Xue dark..."

These two words were spit out from her mouth, lightly and tactfully. I don't know what he thought of. For the first time, he showed a nearly real smile, "I allow you to call me that."

She seemed to have received some kind of gift.

The scenery bowed his head silently, and quietly entered the room arranged for her.

When the door was closed, Ten Thousand Million asked for instructions: "Master, this is Miss Da Wei Guo Xiangfu, do you need to prepare blood poppies?"

"Don't be troublesome." The corners of his lips raised, with a trace of cruelty that was not easily detectable. "She can't escape."

The next day was sunny and good weather. The scenery did not disturb her until she slept three poles in the morning. No one disturbed her. Little green and purple were absent. She had to do her own dressing and dressing. What's more, she was asked to dress up as a man. It was even simpler. After packing everything and going out, I saw a maid standing at the door with a set of women's clothing in her hand, seeming to have been waiting for a long time.

"Miss, the son ordered you to wear this suit."

"Huh?" Didn't you say she was asked to wear men's clothing?

Knowing what she was thinking, the maid said: "The son said that a woman who pretends to be a man is more likely to attract the attention of others, and..." She glanced at the scenery from head to toe and said, "Girls are not suitable either. Pretend to be a man."

She has a slender figure, and her skin is like fat. The areas that should be convex on her body are convex, and the areas that should be curled are petite and exquisite. Letting such a woman pretend to be a man is the most violent and unsuccessful practice.

Scenery naturally understood the meaning of the maid's words. She blushed, took over the clothes, and whispered thank you before she retracted into the room.

The maid was stunned.

After a while, the door of the room opened again, and he stretched out a head and said, "Well, I can't comb my hair..."

The maid smiled, "Let the maidservant help the lady."