Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

There is a word engraved on the longevity lock - Jing.

Wangchen looked down, put the things back, and tied the bag again.

"Achen, are you really not going to find your biological parents?"

Since small fragments are to be returned to vulgarity, the first thing to do is to find a place to settle down.

And finding life experience is the best option.

Wangchen has a very light concept of parents in his heart. He grew up in a temple since he was a child. Even if he knows his background, he will not be too touched.

He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Qian.

The little monk said what was in his heart: "I don't want to find them."

"You won't abandon me, will you?"

After this sentence, Wang Chen's voice gradually became smaller, and his long eyelashes drooped down, covering his eyes.

When I asked this question, my heart was surprisingly nervous, and my fingertips pinched the monk's robe.

When he lost all his support, Wangchen found that he seemed to rely more on each other.

He even took the initiative to hug, so much so that he said such things.

so……

Is this... love?

Buddha said he liked her.

Buddha also said that she likes him.

So, she should... won't leave him...

The little monk pursed his beautiful lips.

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

"Won't give up."

The girl turned her dark eyes and said, "Since Ah Chen decided to return to the vulgarity, can you kiss me?"

Hearing the sound, Wang Chen raised his eyes to look at the girl.

When the other party said that he would not abandon it, he felt a burst of joy in his heart.

But……

"Dear?"

Feng Qian blinked. Oh, well, she forgot that the fragment has always been the identity of the little monk, and the relationship between men and women should also be blank.

Feng Qian thought of a certain plane again. When His Highness's fragment was His Majesty of the Blood Race, he was also ignorant of emotional matters.

Still, so cute.

The girl rolled her eyes and asked, "Do you like me? Ah Chen."

Being asked such a question by the other party, Wang Chen froze for a moment, lowered his eyelashes, what he wanted to say was choked in his throat because he was too shy.

Again, at a loss.

"But...I like you, Ah Chen."

The girl's voice was a little serious.

Wang Chen completely froze in place.

For a moment, his head banged with tinnitus, as if there were fireworks blooming, and his clear eyes were stunned, a bit dazed and sluggish.

"like."

He lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Um?"

The sound of the small fragments was indeed too small, and Feng Qian could not hear it clearly.

As if he mustered up his courage, Wang Chen raised his eyes, pursed his lips and said, "I... like you."

Eh, do you like it?

Um.

Then you can kiss.

Feng Qian asked again: "Then can I kiss you?"

Although Wang Chen didn't understand the meaning of "pro", he could agree to any request from the other party.

Therefore, Wang Chen nodded lightly.

Feng Qian rolled his eyes.

Well, since it's still vulgar, it doesn't count as a violation of the laws of nature.

Feng Qian leaned closer, resting her palm on the soft couch, her lips slowly covering the cinnabar mole between the little monk's eyebrows, and gently dropped a kiss.

Back after that.

Wang Chen's eyes widened slightly, and the soft touch between his eyebrows seemed to still be there.

His body was too stiff, he grabbed the blanket on the soft couch, feeling a little at a loss.

Is this "pro"?

Wang Chen couldn't tell what kind of feeling this was.

Just... so happy.

"do you like it?"

Feng Qian asked the little monk Xiang Xiang in a slightly teasing tone.

The little monk in front of him nodded seriously, "I like it."

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

Well, what is it that makes her feel guilty all of a sudden?

Um.

Presumably small pieces of hair have not grown out yet.

Yep, that's how it should be.