Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian opened his lips, and found that he really couldn't resist Shard talking to her in such a coquettish tone.

She was a little... overwhelmed.

The other party stared at her with dark phoenix eyes, surrounded by his pleasant aura, with a slight tea fragrance.

Feng Qian let go, his face was slightly hot.

"Um."

The little emperor responded lightly, turning his furry head to one side, preventing himself from looking at the fragment.

With the other party's consent, Feng Jue frowned and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He slowly took off a layer of thin coat, lifted the quilt and lay down next to the little emperor.

Feng Qian's hand holding the quilt was a little tighter, a little nervous for no reason.

This plane is the first time to sleep with the fragment on the same bed.

Thinking of the experience in the first plane, the girl pursed her lips, and a beautiful crimson color appeared on her white and tender face.

There was the sound of cloth rubbing against each other, and the other party seemed to turn over.

Feng Qian turned his head, and his eyes happened to meet the other party's dark and deep phoenix eyes.

Feng Qian was stunned.

The kerosene lamp has long been extinguished, and there is only a cool night in the room. With the faint moonlight, the delicate outline of that person can be vaguely distinguished. Especially those eyes, cold and deep, like gems in the dark night, shining with an elegant and intoxicating shimmer, which fascinates people.

The girl pursed her slightly dry lips, and raised her hand to cover the other's eyes expressionlessly.

Feng Jue was slightly taken aback, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

The eyelashes swept across the girl's white and tender palm like a cattail fan, evoking a tingly and numb feeling.

Feng Qian froze for a moment, withdrew his hands hastily, and turned his head at the same time, staring at the top of his head with his beautiful eyes without blinking.

"What is His Majesty doing?" Feng Jue's lips curled up slightly, and his cold voice was a bit hoarse and magnetic, and it sounded particularly nice in this cold night.

Feng Qian blinked her beautiful eyes.

she……

The little emperor bit his pink lips.

Just so embarrassing...

The girl stopped talking.

Feng Jue was not in a hurry, there was a bit of a smile in the cold phoenix eyes, but what he said was a bit of a joke that didn't match his personality: "Your Majesty is... shy?"

Being caught by the other party, the temperature of the little emperor's tender cheeks rose. She held back her emotions and tried to be as expressionless as possible: "Who... who is shy!"

Feng Qian puffed up his cheeks, turned his head and looked at Shard suddenly, and under the mocking gaze of the other party, he leaned over his head and kissed his lips.

Feng Jue's expression froze for a moment, a look of confusion and innocence flooded into her cold phoenix eyes, and after reacting to the other party's actions, her fair face was also stained a little crimson.

The little emperor who succeeded in stealing a kiss gloated a little at the moment: "The one who is shy is obviously the emperor uncle."

Feng Jue's cold phoenix eyes were stained with a bit of helplessness, but more of them were full of tenderness and pampering.

After all, the little emperor is still young, and still retains some childishness, but he is also extremely cute.

It's very... joyful.

The little emperor squinted his eyes happily, as if he felt that this was very interesting, and he wanted to make an inch of it, regardless of any shame, his white and tender hands tightly hugged the opponent's waist, and his hairy head was also buried in Feng Jue's chest.

Feng Jue was stunned for a moment, and then slowly raised his hand to touch the girl's head, the cold expression between her brows and eyes was replaced by a soft light.

The little emperor seemed to be sleepy, and soon fell asleep in Feng Jue's arms.

In the dark night, Feng Jue sighed slightly.

Tonight...seems to be hard...

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the next day.

The little emperor and Zhenbei Wang Fengjue entered the Golden Luan Hall together, and the atmosphere between the two was somewhat delicate.

All the ministers turned their eyes around the two strangely.

Your Majesty came with King Zhenbei?

Or is it a coincidence?

The obedient and soft little emperor.

The cold and desireless King of Zhenbei.

No matter how you look at it, these two people seem to have an intersection...

Well. Don’t even think about driving a train, from now on we will only drive cars covered in sheep’s clothing~ (Today’s is not counted.)

Well, I want your recommendation tickets and book reviews~

In addition, because each plane is not written continuously in one breath, there may be inconsistencies between the front and the back. Just point it out, cute, and Jiujiu will change it?