Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Doing such a bad thing to His Royal Highness, Feng Qian was nervous and a little strangely excited.

Looking at His Highness's face up close, it is still impeccably perfect.

The beautiful and slender eyelash feathers are also distinct and slightly curled.

Feng Qian boldly stretched out his index finger, and lightly touched His Highness's glowing white side face.

As imagined, His Highness's skin is better than girls'.

The boy lying quietly on the bed sheet was also inexplicably well-behaved. Although this made people want to bully him even more, it also made people feel guilty for blaspheming the gods.

Therefore, Feng Qian only poked a few times, then withdrew her hand, she rested her chin in her hands, and looked at him very quietly, just like the environment at this time, revealing the tranquility of the years.

After a long time, Feng Qian sighed.

She turned over and lay down next to Mu Yan.

His black and white eyes looked at the monotonous ceiling without blinking.

Without her, perhaps His Highness would not have experienced failure.

The Lord God said it very euphemistically.

In fact, she was the one who dragged His Highness down.

If she wasn't the one sent by the main god to protect His Highness's soul fragments, then now, would His Highness have failed in the training?

Feng lightly lowered his eyes.

In the last plane, she listened to and wrote down what the person in the crime domain said, but she didn't fully believe it.

I will believe a little because those words are reasonable.

But she is not a fool when it comes to taking advantage of her. In that case, the other party's words must be to sow discord and make her mess up first.

well.

No matter what, she is responsible for the failure of His Highness to succeed the Lord God and the failure of her training.

When His Highness wakes up, he still has to take the initiative to admit his mistake.

Feng Qian tilted his head to look at the people around him, although it was impolite to climb into his bed when the other party was sleeping and didn't know, but in the small plane, how many times did they sleep, anyway, Feng Qian counted with his fingers, Countless.

His Highness should have also merged the memory after waking up.

Even... His Highness is a scumbag and doesn't want to be responsible for her, it's impossible to kick her out of bed, right?

Well……

Feng lightly blinked his eyes.

What a mess she was thinking.

Feng Qian didn't want to think about it anymore, she took off her shoes, lifted the quilt, and lay down beside Mu Yan.

After returning to God's Domain, she was still tired and needed to sleep and rest.

But climbing into His Highness's bed and lying beside him, Feng Qian was still very restrained.

She was lying on the edge of the bed, very close to the side, the kind that could roll out of bed as soon as she turned around.

There is a lot of distance between him and Mu Yan, and his sleeping posture is also correct and well-behaved.

His arms stretched out from the quilt and lay on the quilt, his hands naturally folded together.

Before closing his eyes, Feng Qian turned his head to look carefully at the prosperous and beautiful His Royal Highness for a while, and after making sure that the other party had no signs of waking up, Feng Qian closed his eyes reassuringly.

In a peaceful environment, with a tired body, it will be easy to fall asleep.

Not long after, Feng Qian fell asleep.

The light in the room is getting weaker and weaker, and the dim environment also has a somewhat ambiguous taste for no reason.

Not long after he fell asleep in the wind, the thinly dressed young man moved his eyelashes, and pursed his bright red lips lightly.

The beautiful Junxiu eyebrows were also lightly frowned, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

The temperature in his pale gold eyes was cool, he paused for a moment, then turned his head away.

The moment he became conscious, Mu Yan felt Feng Qian's breath.

However, when he turned his head and actually saw her, it was still different.

He froze, pursed his lips lightly, then quietly turned to his side, looking intently at the sleeping girl.

Mu Yan's gaze was extremely focused, and the memories in those small planes were now like a movie, playing back in his mind bit by bit.