Chapter 1150: The cute and adorable little general of the "Oiran" (35)
"Sister Xing'er, would you please call me seriously?"
The man thought for a while and couldn't help putting his head on Xiang Xing's exquisite shoulders, as if acting like a baby, softly coaxing.
In the face of this sudden Sapere, how could the little guy stand it up?
He swallowed his throat, bit her pink lips awkwardly, and then whispered, "Brother Fenglan!"
"……Uh-huh!"
Feng Lan seemed even more excited at this call, and even tightened his arms.
My heart was throbbing even more inexplicably.
Somehow, he suddenly wanted to have a master acupuncture point come over and give him and the little girl a look.
It's even good to be anchored here forever.
...
The two stayed together for a while.
It wasn't until the cry of exclamation downstairs became louder that they both came to their senses and stepped away from each other.
"Cough...hehe, it seems that "he" should be ready"
Feng Lan seemed to cough slightly unnaturally, then resumed his joking look, and continued to lead Xiang Xing, who had not yet reacted, downstairs to the middle hall of Fengxiang Building.
When the two of them came, the guards and servant girls all gave way in a tacit understanding, let them in, and came to the forefront of the stage.
Xiang Xing lifted his eyes and looked up on the stage, only to see that Feng Han was already standing in the center of the stage. At that time, he was concealing an unbearable smile on his lips, and at the same time, he moved towards the back of the big screen for performance on the stage. Proceed.
"You are ashamed, come out! There are no outsiders here."
She yelled with a smile, then suddenly turned her head and looked at the subordinates below the stage.
He narrowed his eyes, "Come on, swear to the sage, what you see today, swear to the death!"
When the voice fell, the little guy saw a crowd of people around him instantly and neatly arched his hands and half-kneeled to the ground.
"Subordinates swear to the death, otherwise five thunderstorms will blow!"
"..."
On the stage, the figure of Chuoyue, who was hiding behind the screen and clinging to the wooden frame of the screen, paused and slowly moved out of the screen.
Until he appeared on the stage as a whole, before the crowds waited for a reaction, Xiang Xing snorted directly, his soft eyes suddenly glaring bigger than the bell.
As she expected, Situ Ling was indeed behind the screen.
but……
At this time, Situ Ling was wearing a pale yellow long skirt!
Looking around, the posture is extraordinarily beautiful, not to mention the exquisite makeup on the face, coupled with the carefully combed bun, the string of exquisite and unique tassels is set off...
It's also a beautiful little beauty!
However, unlike Fenglan, Situ Ling's facial features and corners are still a bit more determined. Although he is dressed up as a female, he can still see a bit of a man's aggressiveness in it.
Therefore, it seems a bit funny...
Thinking of this, the little guy couldn't help smiling even more. He hugged Feng Lan's arm, lowered his head, and continued to laugh.
In the end, it directly developed into a laugh, and laughed so hard.
The surrounding subordinates were even more infected by her, and they laughed again and again.
"...Daxing! You laugh the most with you..."
Hearing the familiar voice, Situ Ling was ashamed and angry, she couldn't help but stared at her, following the most wanton laughter, she looked over.
At this look, even he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and his eyes were dull and stupefied.