Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Di Zhao lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Thank you sir."

Feng Qian glanced at him and resisted the urge to touch his head.

When they returned to the mansion, the girl sat at the table in Di Zhao's room, raised her hand and poured a cup of tea.

The little boy sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the Lord God opposite him obediently and quietly.

After Feng Qian took a sip of tea, he looked at Di Zhao.

"Want to practice?"

Di Zhao paused and nodded, "I want to."

Everyone else can cultivate, only he can't, so he wants to learn.

You can't always let adults protect you.

Feng Qian nodded slightly and said softly, "Come here."

"Um."

The little boy got up obediently, raised his feet and walked in front of Feng Qian.

The girl in white lowered her eyes and said in a calm voice, "Put out your hand."

"Oh."

Di Zhao raised his right hand.

The sleeves slipped a little, revealing the slender, fair wrists of the young man.

Feng Qian reached out and held it.

Di Zhao was slightly nervous, and shrank slightly. He lowered his eyes and fell on the girl's hand.

Feng Qian used his spiritual power to probe Dizhao's meridians and the inside of his dantian.

After a while, Feng Qian frowned.

Weird.

Fragment's cultivation talent is very good, but Dantian is a bit strange. When she reaches halfway, her spiritual power is blocked and she can't go further.

Di Zhao saw Feng Qian frowning, he pursed his lips and asked, "Can't I cultivate?"

Feng Qian tried to run his spiritual power and probed deeper, but the backlash was so bad that his fingertips burned.

The girl withdrew her hand, her long sleeve slipped off, and the hand hidden in the sleeve rubbed a few times as if nothing had happened.

"Azhao's talent is very good, but Dantian is a little strange."

"Um?"

Di Zhao blinked.

Is Dantian strange?

He lowered his head, could it have something to do with the changes in his body?

Feng Qian thought for a while and got up from his seat.

She raised her hand to hold Di Zhao's shoulder, and half pushed and pressed him down to sit down.

Di Zhao was stunned, puzzled.

Feng Qian has already squatted down.

The girl's fingertips landed on the boy's lower abdomen, touched it, and found the position of the dantian.

After finding it, he found his spiritual power again.

Di Zhao completely froze in place, he pinched the corner of his clothes, and his white ear wings glowed with pale pink.

The voice was weak: "Sir...you..."

"do not move."

The girl's voice was cold, and she was attentively feeling the situation inside the boy's dantian.

After a while, still no results.

Feng Qian stared at Di Zhao's lower abdomen for a while, stretched out his hand to grab the piece of clothing, and raised his head slightly: "Can Ah Zhao take off the clothes first?"

Di Zhao was stunned, his lips slightly opened.

"lift... clothes?"

"Um."

The girl nodded, her eyes still as cold and indifferent.

Do you want to lift your clothes in front of adults?

Di Zhao now feels that his fingertips are trembling.

He bit his lip and slowly unbuttoned his lapel.

After taking off the outer garment, continue to gently untie the inner one.

He paused, his earlobes dripping blood, and he didn't dare to look at Feng Qian's gaze.

The child turned his face away and opened his clothes, revealing his fair and beautiful body.

Feng Qian looked at it and blinked.

Small pieces can be really thin.

Afterwards, Feng Qian put his palm on Di Zhao's lower abdomen.

Feng Qian's palm was warm, but not as hot as the scalding temperature of the boy's lower abdomen.

After posting it, Di Zhao's mind was a little confused, as if something had exploded, and the crimson color was spreading little by little.

An adult is a woman, he is a man.

Although his form is very small, but opening the clothes like this, the palm of the adult's palm is on the lower abdomen, there will be a strange sense of shame.

But I don't hate this feeling, it's very strange, and I like it very much.

He likes this closeness.