Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

The girl sat up, her jet-black hair messily scattered behind her.

Slowly moving over, his lips were printed on the other side's face.

Take a sip.

Back away again.

Then……

Under the faint sight of the other party, he leaned over again, and took another sip.

Yan Sheng pursed his lips and rubbed the girl's head in a good mood.

The voice is gentle and pleasant: "Qianqian is so good."

Mr. President walked slowly to the wardrobe and opened the door on the right.

A row of beautiful clothes inside was revealed.

He turned to look at the girl on the bed.

"Good girl, these clothes are for you."

After a pause, he said again: "After washing and changing clothes, I will go downstairs to have breakfast."

Feng Qian nodded.

Some doubts.

Fragments why there are so many girls' clothes here.

The gentleman, Mr. President, who had finished ordering, left the room and closed the door behind him.

As early as when I saw the little girl for the first time.

Mr. President has already ordered these clothes for the little girl.

It's a gift for my sister.

in the room.

Feng Qian stood in front of the wardrobe.

Quietly looked at the clothes inside.

Every piece is beautiful.

Feng Qian chose a white long-sleeved dress.

On the body, the size fits well.

It's like it's tailor-made.

The style is also very suitable for the temperament of the girl.

Feng Qian looked in the mirror, took the toothbrush cup that Yan Sheng had prepared in advance, and brushed his teeth slowly.

After washing up, Feng Qian went downstairs.

Yan Sheng has already done it there.

Mr. President raised his eyes casually, and caught a glimpse of the little girl who was going down the stairs over there.

The little girl was naked, but her face was fair and supple.

Red lips and white teeth, bright eyes.

She looks like a fairy without makeup.

Mr. President's calm eyes flickered slightly.

There was a strange feeling in my heart.

Last night, he was sober.

Pretended to be asleep.

Deliberately brushed the corner of the girl's lips.

Deliberately hugging the girl tightly.

It's all...intentional.

Why do you want to do it on purpose? Yan Sheng didn't know it himself.

It seems, like this.

Everything follows the instinct of the heart.

Wanted to do it... so I did it.

Very surprised.

The little girl obediently did not resist.

He pulled the blanket over obediently.

But Yan Sheng couldn't sleep anymore.

Until the sound of the girl's even breathing came from the ear.

He knew it was falling asleep.

Dim living room.

The light on the TV screen was faint, pulling out a long black shadow from the sofa directly opposite.

On the walls are shimmering lights.

Mr. President slightly raised his head, his amber eyes fixed on the girl, and his eyes focused on the girl's lips.

He bent slightly.

When he was about to get close, Yan Sheng stopped, maintaining this half-bent posture.

The light in his eyes gradually deepened.

half an hour.

Yan Sheng paused, and slowly retreated.

Reason told him, not yet.

Why did you want to recognize her as your sister in the first place?

Mr. President lowered his eyelashes slightly.

I don't know when it started, but the mentality towards "sister" gradually changed.

So much so... that I couldn't help approaching.

Think, come a little closer.

This is a dangerous idea.

Yan Sheng narrowed his eyes.

After quietly looking at the girl for a while, Mr. President got up gently and picked her up.

When a girl falls asleep, she sleeps deeply and won't wake up easily.

Mr. President carried the girl back to the room and put her gently on the bed.

Soft little girl.

Yan Sheng tucked up the quilt for the girl, lowering his eyes for a while.

He placed another kiss on the girl's forehead.

"Good night...be sweet."

The extremely soft voice swayed in the air like ripples.

Dumb and confusing.

Mr. President walked away lightly.

Now, there is no rush.

Obedient and shallow.

The future is still very long.