Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian was depressed and pulled the quilt over to cover his face.

Now, the whole person is soft...

If I had known that it would feel like that, I would have... prevented the fragments from sucking blood.

Looking at Fragment's reaction, it seems that only she can feel this way, Fragment won't.

Hmm, so unfair.

His Majesty of the blood clan outside, his lavender eyes were very confused, and his eyes were a bit stunned.

The blood just now was very sweet, but...she doesn't seem to like being sucked blood.

His Majesty the blood clan lowered his eyes, knowing that he seemed to have done something wrong, and he was a little helpless.

After a long while, he gently rubbed over and lay beside the girl.

The side face was separated by a layer of quilt, against the girl's head, and the voice was a little soft: "I'm sorry..."

Misunderstood tone.

Feng Qian's little face was covered in the quilt, and when she heard the sound of fragments, she blinked, but did not speak.

His Majesty the blood clan continued: "Then I will not **** blood in the future..."

"You...don't be angry..."

His Majesty's eyelashes drooped, and he lightly bit his light-colored lips, his tone soft.

Feng Qian paused, and his little hands pulled down the quilt covering his face.

The quilt was pulled away, and His Majesty's slightly cold chin pressed against the girl's forehead.

Feng Qian squeezed the quilt with her small hands, and said softly, "I'm not angry. Just... Can you not bite your neck in the future?"

Because... that feeling is really shameful.

Or is she the only one who can feel it...

His Majesty the blood clan raised his eyes, froze for a moment, and then softly said "um".

Well... from now on, don't bite the neck.

Just don't get angry.

His Majesty the Blood Race was a little unsure again, and asked cautiously: "Really...Aren't you angry?"

Feng Qian blinked his eyes, the little cute fragment has such a soft tone, even if he is really angry, the anger will disappear.

Feng Qian turned his body sideways, and reached out with his little hand to touch the profile of His Majesty the Blood Race, and then touched his beautiful silver hair.

The girl rolled her eyes, "Not angry."

After speaking, Feng Qian leaned over again and sipped the other's lips.

His Majesty the blood clan blinked his eyes.

The low self-blame in the lilac eyes was gradually replaced by joy, and the beautiful eyes seemed to be crushed by starlight, shining.

"Well." His Majesty the blood clan said softly, "I like you so much, Qianqian."

Not only like the sweet blood of the other party, but also like the girl as a person.

Likes to kiss and hold girls.

Anyway... just like it.

I also feel that liking is not enough, it is a stronger emotion than liking.

There was a hint of doubt in His Majesty's lavender eyes, and then slowly rubbed over, and his slender white fingers slowly circled the girl.

"I'm sleepy, Qianqian."

Feng Qian has not recovered from His Majesty's confession just now, and the other party said such words again.

The girl hugged His Majesty the blood clan back.

One hand hooked the other's beautiful silver hair, and said softly, "Well, then go to sleep."

The night was thick as ink.

Right person, right time.

very nice.

…

the next day.

Feng Qian took His Majesty the blood to the palace.

At the gate of the palace, the two were stopped by guards.

However, after seeing the girl's face clearly, the guards couldn't help being surprised and knelt down again.

"Meet Your Highness the Princess."

Even though the guards were still wondering why Feng Qian suddenly came back, they respectfully opened the palace gate for the girl.

However, they stopped His Majesty the Blood Race.

Just as Feng Qian was about to speak, His Majesty the Blood Race slowly took off his hood, revealing silver-haired purple eyes.

The silver-haired purple eyes that the world has only seen in the book.

—Your Majesty the Blood Race.