Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

No, before running to the creek, Xiang Xing softened his legs and knelt down.

No longer endure the nausea like turning over the river, vomiting on the grass with a wow...

Depressed.

This broken road is too bumpy.

Moreover, it seems that Yan Heng deliberately chose the so-called "shortcut" in order to embarrass the original master.

Although she felt that he bullied a girl, it was a very **** behavior.

However, it seems that the original lady's sister has the problem first, and they are also trying to protect the family and the country.

The little guy couldn't help sighing faintly.

The little brow wrinkled slightly.

I don’t know if this bad impression can be transferred back...

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing followed his breath and stood up unsteadily.

Walked to the side of the stream again, took the clear stream, and patted her face.

Make yourself more awake.

She patted her soft cheeks cold and cold, and then she slowly stopped her movements and exhaled deeply.

After that, he dropped his soft eyes inadvertently and glanced at the stream.

The eyes widened slightly.

Although the silhouette of the person reflected in the stream is shimmering, the general appearance can still be seen.

This time, the original owner still has a cute baby face, delicate features, a white and tender face, and a round bulge.

However, she seemed to be younger than her sixteen years old.

The figure is also extremely slender and short.

Come to think of it, it should be the original lady who was displaced for a while because of the war when she was young.

Affect the normal development of the body.

Thinking of this, the little guy couldn't help raising his little hand again and patted Peng Peng's cheek lightly.

However, in the next second, beside her reflection in the water, a long and stalwart figure suddenly appeared.

A perfect outline full of dust, but still not concealing the color of handsomeness, appeared in the water.

A pair of deep ink eyes stared at her face in the water.

After a while, he smiled coldly, and a faint sarcasm curled up on his scarlet lips.

The voice was dumb: "You have a leisurely feeling and elegant, dress and dress here."

"..."

Xiang Xing silently rolled his eyes to the face in the water.

She patted the dust on her dress and stood up slowly.

With a small body, he looked back at the man without fear, "I don't want to become a big tabby cat like you, General Yan."

The little guy murmured, and there was a flash of light in his small brain.

She curled her pink lips and sneered.

Before Yan Heng could react, he suddenly bent down and held up a large handful of cool water.

He splashed directly at the handsome face of the man...

"……you!!"

Yan Heng was caught off guard, and was directly thrown into a rookie.

He was so angry that he almost pulled out the saber from his waist.

But when the hand touched the hilt of the sword, there was a burst of arbitrary laughter in the ear.

Although it was full of sarcasm, but for some reason, listening to the silver bell-like, clear and sweet voice, the man's hand was still unable to smoothly grasp the hilt of the sword.

Just so bluntly, standing still, waiting for her to escape his sight.

"...Slightly~"

Xiang Xing smiled and ran back to his carriage, turned around, and deliberately stuck out his tongue at Yan Heng, making a face.

Seeing the soldiers resting around, their eyes widened...

Shocked.

Xiao Guoshi was the first to "attack" the general, but was not stabbed to death by the general!