It's very good-looking.

The little guy squinted at the dead fish and silently responded in his heart.

However, before she could say anything, the man over there suddenly hooked the corners of his lips meaningfully.

Suddenly, he smiled and said, "This skirt is sewn by the slave family according to the appearance of the girl in the dream, stitch by stitch." ”

“…… Burst! ”

As soon as Feng Lan's words fell, Xiang Xing, who was secretly eating pastries and drinking tea, instantly squirted out everything in his mouth.

A sluggish face.

What, what?

Feng Lan already has a dream lover?!

Thinking about it, the little guy subconsciously prepared to contact the duck duck who was locked up and ask for clarity.

But at that time, the man who was smiling happily and was full of energy had already floated to her at some point.

"General Xiang, I still have a set of skirts that haven't been sewn yet, can you help me take a look at the embroidery style?"

Although he was in an inquiring tone, he couldn't say anything, so he directly grabbed Xiang Xing's wrist and pulled her up from the chair.

Before the poor little creature could recover from the last shock, he was again taken around in circles, bypassing several beautiful screens, to the back of the bedroom.

As soon as he walked in, Xiang Xing was instantly stunned by a light purple that suddenly crashed into his eyes, and he couldn't help but pause suddenly.

She saw a set of lilac breast-length skirts with gowns, neatly spread out on the wooden coat rack.

Silk satin fabric, light and elegant.

Mainly, the cute and delicate flower and bird auspicious cloud style of this dress...... It was incredibly familiar to her!

If she remembers correctly, this—this seems to be the dress she wore in some ancient world before, and she liked it so much!! Twelve Literary Network

Whether it is the style, or the choice and color of the fabric, or even the position of the embroidery pattern...... It's all exactly the same!

Seeing this scene, the little guy was directly stunned, and his little mouth was so surprised that he could barely close it.

didn't notice that after the man next to her saw her demeanor, he seemed to be sure of something, and his eyebrows raised proudly.

Peach blossom eyes flashed slightly, and suddenly continued to laugh, took Xiang Xing, and brought her to the dress.

"General Xiang, is this dress good-looking? This is what I made with my own hands~"

Feng Lan laughed, took off the skirt directly, and gestured on herself.

A smile and a smile are boundless charming, and a strong joy, in the eyes of outsiders, he is completely a madman who is fascinated by red makeup.

But Xiang Xing seemed to suddenly realize something, suddenly pursed his pink lips, and looked at him with complicated eyes.

After thinking about it, she finally took a deep breath, strengthened her courage, and spoke softly.

"Feng Lan, this dress...... Is it also based on the style of the skirt worn by the girl in your dreams? ”

"Huh? Of course~"

Feng Lan blinked, smiled and nodded without hesitation.

However, in the interval of the nod, I saw that the bottom of the man's eyes suddenly crossed a touch of playfulness very quickly.

But in an instant, it instantly reverted to its mad form with a little madness, so that the little one did not notice it.

Then he rubbed the lilac dress tightly into his arms as if he were holding a set of treasures.

"This is the slave's favorite set of skirts......"

Feng Lan said, and the words suddenly changed slightly.

His unbridled gaze turned to Xiang Xing again, his eyes flickered slightly, but he pretended to be lost and sighed, "It's a pity that when the slave family cut the cloth, they made it wrong and made it smaller......"