Fast Transmigration: The villain is pampered and flirtatious

"Hahaha~ Brother Chu, you are so funny." Meng Jiao laughed loudly.

When she first met Chu Zihong's serious appearance, she thought he was boring.

I didn't expect to get along with him, but he was quite interesting.

Chu Zihong said, "Is it so funny?"

"Yes, of course. If you don't believe me, ask my Xiaohong." Meng Jiao turned her head, looked at Xiaohong and asked, "Xiaohong, do you think it's funny?"

Xiaohong is also secretly covering her mouth.

"It's quite funny." She nodded and echoed.

"Brother Meng, I have a question. I don't know if I should say it or not?"

Chu Zihong said.

"Huh?" Meng Jiao said, "Is there anything wrong with talking about it? Brother Chu wants to ask something, but it doesn't matter."

"I'm a little surprised, why is your follower called Xiaohong?"

Chu Zihong turned his head to look at Xiaohong, and asked his doubts.

It's a girly name.

Manly man, how can it be named after such a gorgeous color as red?

Even with color.

It should be better to call Xiao Hei Xiaoqing, or Xiaolan Xiaolu is also fine.

Xiaohong: What are those?Not as good as my own name.

"Forehead.."

Meng Jiao was stopped by Chu Zihong's question, she didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Young Master Chu misunderstood, the slave is called Xiaohong, Hongwei Hong.

Xiaohong responded quickly.

"Oh, so it's Hong." Chu Zihong nodded, "That's indeed my misunderstanding."

Meng Jiao curled her lips and smiled, "It's okay, it's my negligence, I forgot to explain to Brother Chu."

"It's ok."

"Brother Chu, did you enjoy yourself today?" Meng Jiao asked, changing the subject.

"En." Chu Zihong nodded, "Thank you Brother Meng for your hospitality. I hope that in the future, little brother can go to Chu's hometown, so that I can show my friendship as a landlord."

"There will be a chance."

Meng Jiao smiled.

"My lord, it's getting late."

Xiaohong watched them talking happily, and didn't want to interrupt their conversation.

But she looked up at the sky and found that the sun was already setting in the west.

She had no choice but to remind her.

Although the general often does not return to the residence during this time.

But just in case, it's better for them to return to the mansion before dusk.

Meng Jiao heard Xiaohong's voice, and she looked up at the direction where the sun was setting.

The sun was setting.

It was late.

Meng Jiao and the folding fan in her hand clasped her fists and said, "Brother Chu, it's getting late, I should go back too, if there is a destiny, see you later."

"Where does Brother Meng live? Let me see you off."

Chu Zihong said.

Meng Jiao's expression paused, she blinked and said, "Brother Chu, there's no need, I'll just go back by myself."

"Brother Meng is seeing outsiders like this. You have entertained Chu, so it is reasonable for me to send you off.

Chu Zihong insisted on his own opinion.

"Brother Chu, there's really no need, you don't need to be so polite."

"Why, isn't Brother Meng's residence unsightly?"

Meng Jiao was dumbfounded, "Ah, no way, brother Chu really knows how to joke." She gave a dry laugh.

"Since there is no one, then I will give the little brother a ride."

Meng Jiao couldn't hold back his enthusiasm, so in the end she could only half-heartedly agree.

"Okay, Brother Chu just needs to give me a ride."

Chu Zihong nodded and said, "Yes."

Meng Jiao let out a breath.

Just one ride at a time.

In the worst case, he can report a place name at will later, anyway, don't stop at General Zhen Guo's Mansion, and he won't know that he lives there.

"Brother Chu, my house is quite out of the way, so I'll send it here. I'm afraid you won't remember how to get back later."

Meng Jiao deliberately led Chu Zihong along the alleyway.

She had almost reached the back door of General Zhen Guo's mansion.

If you continue to move forward, you may be about to reveal your secrets.

"Okay, then I'll take you here, Brother Meng, go slowly."

Chu Zihong saw that Meng Jiao didn't want him to know his address.

He didn't make fun of himself either.

Meng Jiao waved her hand, "Brother Chu, goodbye."

She didn't walk out of the alley until she saw Chu Zihong turn around.

"Huh~" Meng Jiao patted her chest and let out a long breath, "Xiao Hong, don't you know that I didn't have any confidence in my heart just now, if he insists on sending us back home, I will have nothing to do."

"Miss, the sun has already set. Don't you think that the most important thing is how to go back without anyone noticing now?"

Xiao Hong looked at the setting sun with a look of lovelessness on her face.

"What are you afraid of? Maybe he won't return home today." Meng Jiao also panicked.

During this period of time, Feng Yan often did not return home at night.

It shouldn't be such a coincidence, she just came out for a while, and she went back, right?

Meng Jiao had just thought about it in her heart, but she didn't expect her crow's mouth to come true.

"Okay, let's go back now."

Meng Jiao said to Xiaohong.

***General's Mansion.

"Yan'er, don't you have official duties today?"

The military adviser knew early on that Meng Jiao had sneaked out of the house with Xiao Hong.

When he saw Feng Yan coming back, his heart skipped a beat.

There really are such coincidences in the world.

A person who was too busy to get out before, but as soon as someone leaves the house, he is free.

Feng Yan frowned slightly, "Sir, don't you want me to come back?"

Looking at his eyes, it seems that something is hiding from him.

"No, no." The military division blinked, swallowed and replied.

He looked away evasively.

As expected of someone who has been a general for so many years, he couldn't bear the air pressure on his body.

"Really?" Feng Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Sir, the house seems to be a little quiet today.

He looked around.

In the past, Meng Jiao's little crying boy would always be beside the military adviser, chattering non-stop.

Today, however, no sign of her was found.

Could it be that Feng Yan had an answer in his heart compared to the abnormality of the military division.

Meng Jiao had a criminal record before.

Probably sneaked out again.

Feng Yan remained calm.

"Didn't that girl clamor for chestnut cake before? Just when I came back today, the pastry shop hadn't closed yet, so I bought some."

He deliberately looked around, "Where is she? Is she in the room?"

"Yan'er, Jiaojiao is already a big girl. As a big man, you can't enter a female boudoir at will."

Feng Yan didn't intend to really enter Meng Jiao's boudoir at first.

He just pretended to want to go in on purpose, the military adviser saw it, and immediately stood in front of Feng Yan.

If this lets him in, everything will be exposed.

"Sir, you don't have to hide it for her anymore." Feng Yan said lightly.

The military adviser swallowed, "Yan'er, that."

"Grandpa Military Advisor, I'm back...Feng Fengyan!"

Meng Jiao's almond eyes widened as if she had seen a ghost. . .