Chapter 1207: The cute and adorable little general of the "Oiran" (92)
Just like his "White".
Feng Lan was immediately taken aback by this sudden thought.
He was slightly dazed, and then, in those beautiful peach eyes, little brilliance gradually overflowed.
Is it true that as he thought, he and her, because of the various past lives, will dream of her, meet her, and fall in love with her again in this life.
Thinking about it, the man regained his senses slightly, and once again focused on the little man in front of him.
The slender fingertips with distinct joints, subconsciously curled up slightly.
Since she would play this piece from his previous life to him, does it mean that the little guy in front of him, like him, has the memory of his previous life?
Those throbbing and inexplicable past...
It is precisely because of this that she will approach him without hesitation, accept it logically, and respond to his wishes!
Thinking of this, Feng Lan paused, as if he had suddenly realized it, and the stone-like eyes gleamed even more.
Then, as if to make sure of something, he pressed his thin lips lightly.
After that, he slowly opened his lips, and sang with a dumb voice.
"Put down the pen丨can't draw who is chic
The love is short-lived, just like the fireworks written by a sorrowful man..."
"...?!"
Hearing that the man in front of him suddenly sang the lyrics, Xiang Xing was shocked, and he almost played the wrong string in his hand.
[...Duck! He he he he can sing this song, he can sing eh! ! ]
As if Columbus discovered the New World, the little guy turned on the sound transmission to enter the secret, and reported to the duck in surprise and excitement.
After a pause, his little head tilted slightly again, and his soft eyes were filled with incomprehensions, [but what's the matter, why does Feng Lanlan sing this song? ]
This is a song from another world. Just now, she deliberately retrieved it and confirmed that there is absolutely no such song in this world!
[...This, I don't know Ga. ]
Duck Duck Eagle squatted on a golden shelf not far away, looking reluctantly at Xiang Xing's side face.
Mung Dou's eyes paused for a moment, then turned to Feng Lan's profile and looked closely.
Well.
To be honest, whether the enjoyment of happiness in this life is the same as that of the previous life, with the memory of the previous life, it has long been doubted.
But the strange thing is that every time it tries to investigate, it can't analyze any real evidence from him.
It's like there is an invisible protective film that wraps the whole person.
I don’t know if it’s the evil and fun, playing with it, this poor duck, deliberately not letting it find out, or avoiding "that"...
...
what! Boss, what are you thinking about!
My head is messed up! !
Ya Ya squeezed the duck's head in a gloomy manner.
Forget it, just tell Ah Xing that the memory of a previous life will not have any impact anyway!
Ducky nodded silently, just about to speak.
At the same time, the two people over there have finished playing and singing a whole piece of music.
When the last note fell, Xiang Xing didn't even react. The guqin that was cross-legged was suddenly taken away by Feng Lan, and controlled by internal force, pushing it back to its original position. Location.
"Well?"
A small question mark just appeared on the little guy's forehead, and the next second, those warm and powerful arms, with endless thick ecstasy and excitement, quickly circled her and embraced her.
Before she could speak, Feng Lan's thin lips curled up slightly, her voice dumb, and a low laugh.
Then he bowed his head suddenly and kissed it directly.