It looks good.


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


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


    Suddenly he smiled and said, "this skirt is sewn by my family according to the girl in my dream."


    "... poof!"


    As soon as Feng Lan''s voice fell, Xiang Xing, who was secretly eating cakes and drinking tea, immediately sprayed everything out of his mouth.


    A dull face.


    What, what?


    Fenglan already has a dream lover?!


    Thinking, the little guy subconsciously prepared to contact the ducks and ducks locked outside and ask them clearly.


    But at that time, the happy and energetic man with a smiling face, but I don''t know when, has floated to her.


    "Little general Xiang, I still have a set of skirts that haven''t been sewn. Will you help me have a look at the embroidery style?"


    Although he was interrogative, he couldn''t say anything, so he directly took Xiang Xing''s wrist and pulled her up from the chair.


    Before the poor little fellow could recover from his last shock, he was carried around again, bypassing several beautiful screens all the way to the bedroom.


    As soon as he came in, Xiang Xing was stunned by a piece of lavender that suddenly hit his eyes, and couldn''t help but stop his steps.


    She saw a set of lavender breast length Ru skirts with shoes, which were regularly hung on the wooden coat rack.


    Silk satin fabric is light and elegant.


    Mainly, the lovely and exquisite flower and bird auspicious cloud style of this dress... It is incomparably familiar to her!


    If she remembers correctly, this, this seems to be a dress she wore in an ancient world and loved very much!! Twelve Literature Network


    It as like as two peas, whether they are patterns or cloth, and even the location of embroidery patterns.


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


    But I didn''t find that after seeing her look, the man on the side seemed to be determined and raised his eyebrows proudly.


    Peach blossom''s eyes flashed slightly for a few minutes. Suddenly, he continued to laugh, led Xiang Xing and took her to the skirt.


    "Little general Xiang, does this skirt look good? I made it by myself ~"


    Feng LAN smiled and took down the skirt directly and gestured on herself.


    Every frown and smile is boundless flattery and deep joy. In the eyes of outsiders, it is completely a madman who is fascinated by red makeup.


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


    After thinking about it, she finally took a deep breath, braved herself and whispered.


    "Fenglan, is this skirt... Also cut according to the skirt style of the girl in your dream?"


    "Huh? Of course ~"


    Feng LAN blinked her eyes and nodded without hesitation.


    However, in the interval of nodding, I saw the bottom of the man''s eyes, suddenly very quickly across a touch of playful color.


    But in a flash, he suddenly recovered the crazy demon shape with a little madness, so that the little guy didn''t notice it.


    Then he rubbed the lavender dress into his arms like a treasure.


    "This is my favorite dress..."


    Feng Lan said, and the conversation suddenly turned a little.


    Wanman cast his eyes at Xiang Xing again. His eyes flickered slightly, but he pretended to be lost and sighed, "unfortunately, when I cut the cloth, I made it smaller by mistake..."