Chapter 1133: The adorable little general who has become the "Oiran" (18)
Good-looking is good-looking.
The little guy squinted his eyes and answered silently in his heart.
However, before she could say anything, the man over there curled his lips meaningfully.
Suddenly he laughed and said, "This skirt is sewn by the slave family just like the girl in the dream, stitch by stitch."
"……puff!"
As soon as Feng Lan's voice fell, Xiang Xing, who was secretly eating cakes and tea, sprayed out everything in his mouth in an instant.
A dull look.
What, what?
Does Fenglan already have or has a lover of dreams? !
Thinking about it, the little guy subconsciously prepared to contact the duck and duck who was kept outside, and ask clearly.
But at that time, the man with a happy smile on his face, but he didn't know when, he had already floated in front of her.
"General Xiang, I still have a dress that hasn't been sewn yet. You can help me take a look at the embroidery pattern, okay?"
Although he asked in a questioning tone, he couldn't say anything. He directly took Xiang Xing's wrist and pulled her up from the chair.
The poor little guy hadn't recovered from the last shock, and he was taken around again, bypassing several beautiful screens all the way, and came to the inner room of this bedroom.
As soon as he walked in, Xiang Xing was instantly taken aback by the lavender that suddenly hit his eyes, and he couldn't help but halted abruptly.
She saw a set of full-chested skirts with lavender ties, hanged on the wooden hangers in a regular manner.
Silk satin fabric is light and elegant.
Mainly, the lovely and exquisite flower, bird and auspicious style of this dress... To her, it is extremely familiar!
If she remembers correctly, this, this seems to be a set of dresses she had worn in an ancient world before, and she liked it very much! !
Regardless of the style, the material and color of the fabric, and even the position of the embroidered pattern...they are exactly the same!
Seeing this scene, the little guy was directly stunned, and his little mouth was so surprised that he could hardly close his mouth.
But he didn't realize that when the man next to her saw her expression, he seemed to be sure of something, and his brows were raised triumphantly.
Peach Blossom's eyes flickered slightly, and then she continued to laugh, holding Xiang Xing, and leading her to the skirt.
"Little General Xiang, does this dress look good? I made this one stitch and stitch by myself"
Feng Lan laughed and took off the skirt directly, making gestures on her body.
A face and a smile are boundless flattery, and a deep joy, in the eyes of outsiders, it is completely a lunatic who has been fascinated by red makeup.
But Xiang Xing seemed to suddenly realize something, suddenly pursing her pink lips, and looking at him with complicated eyes.
After thinking about it, she finally took a deep breath, boldly said, and spoke softly.
"Feng Lan, is this skirt... also tailored to the style of the skirt you said that the girl in the dream wore?"
"Huh? Of course"
Feng Lan blinked and nodded without hesitation.
However, between the nodding of his head, I saw the man's eyes, and suddenly a touch of playfulness passed very quickly.
But it was fleeting, and the madness with a little madness was restored in an instant, so that the little guy didn't notice it.
Then, he rubbed the lavender dress tightly into his arms as if he was holding a set of treasures.
"This is the slave's favorite dress..."
As Feng Lan spoke, the front of the conversation turned slightly.
He cast his arrogant gaze at Xiang Xing again, his eyes flickered, but he pretended to be lost and sighed, "Unfortunately, the slave family made the wrong size when cutting the cloth and made it smaller..."