Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

No, before he reached the creek, Xiang Xing's legs softened and he knelt down and sat down.

No longer enduring the feeling of disgust that was like turning the river upside down, I vomited on the grass with a wow...

Depressed.

This broken road is really bumpy.

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

Although she felt that he bullied girls, it was a very jerk behavior.

However, it seems that the original owner, Miss Sister, had a problem first, and they also wanted to protect the family and the country.

The little guy sighed softly.

The little brow wrinkled in disappointment.

I don't know if this bad impression can be turned back...

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing obeyed and stood up staggeringly.

Went to the creek again, picked up the clear water, and patted it on the little face.

Sober yourself up a bit.

Patting her soft cheeks coldly, she slowly stopped the movements in her hands and exhaled heavily.

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

His eyes widened slightly.

Although the figure reflected in the stream is sparkling, it is still possible to see the general appearance.

This time, the original owner still has a cute and cute baby face, with delicate facial features, a small face that is white and tender and round.

However, she looks younger than her sixteen-year-old age.

The stature is also very slender and short.

Come to think of it, the original owner, Miss Sister, was displaced for a while due to the war when she was young.

It affects the normal development of the body.

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

However, the next second, next to her reflection in the water, a tall and sturdy figure suddenly appeared.

A perfect outline full of dust, but still undisguised as handsome, appeared in the water.

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

After a while, she suddenly smiled coldly, and there was a touch of sarcasm on her lips.

His voice was hoarse: "You are leisurely and elegant. Dress up here."

"..."

Xiang Xing silently rolled his eyes at 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 tabby cat like you, General Yan."

The little guy complained, and there was a flash of light in his cerebellum.

I saw her hook her pink lips and sneer in a low voice.

Before Yan Heng could react, he bent down quickly and picked up a large handful of cool stream water.

Splashed directly at the handsome face of the man...

"……you!!"

Yan Heng was caught off guard and was thrown into soup.

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

But just as his hand touched the hilt of the sword, there was suddenly a wanton, fading laughter from his ear.

Although it was full of ridicule, for some reason, listening to this silver bell-like, beautiful and sweet voice, the man's hand could not smoothly grasp the hilt of the sword.

She just stood there in a daze, maintaining her posture, until she successfully escaped his sight.

"...a little bit~"

Xiang Xinghe smiled and ran back to his carriage, turned around, stuck out his tongue at Yan Heng on purpose, and made a face.

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

startled.

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