Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

"Do...what?"

Feng Qian held Jun Yu's hand expressionlessly.

The temperature of the girl's palm was scorching hot, while the temperature of the boy's hand was thin and cool.

Jun Yu didn't change his face and held Feng Qian's hand, then pulled off his shirt under the girl's stunned gaze.

Under the jacket is the snow-colored skin of a young man.

On the exposed lower abdomen, the abdominal muscles are clearly textured, fair and attractive.

Feng Qian had only drank a little sugar water mixed with medicine, and the medicinal properties were not very strong.

Seeing such a picture now, it is very shocking to the senses.

The flames that had been extinguished in the bottom of my heart burst out again.

Feng Qian opened his lips, and his mouth was dry.

Immediately afterwards, Jun Yu took the girl's hand and pressed it on the exposed piece of skin.

It was originally a temperature with heat, but perhaps because of the effect of the drug, Feng Qian felt that the palm of his hand was cold.

The temperature is very comfortable.

After a while, he was caught off guard by the person in front of him.

The boy pressed his jaw against the girl's head and said softly, "This way, Qian Qianqian will be more comfortable."

Feng Qian: "..."

The girl was expressionless.

However, it is really comfortable!

She was afraid that she was either confused by the heat, or the beauty of the fragments was misleading!

Feng's pale face was flushed red, and his eyes seemed to be soaked in water.

When he was carried into Jun Yu's bedroom, Feng Qian hurriedly buried his head in Jun Yu's arms.

There is no one here, it is simply indecent to be seen!

The young emperor carried the girl in his arms all the way into the bedroom, closed the door tightly, and walked towards the dragon couch.

Feng Qian: "..."

I really want to shoot the small pieces to death.

Forget it, for the sake of him being a fragment of His Royal Highness, let's bear it for now.

only……

When Jun Yu put the **** the dragon couch, Feng Qian used almost all of her strength to push her.

Jun Yu was pushed and staggered back a few steps. If it wasn't for the drug, Jun Yu might have been pushed to the ground by the girl.

Feng Qian half knelt on the dragon couch, put down the bed tent, and clenched the bed tent tightly with her small hands.

Jun Yu blinked in confusion.

"Shallow..."

"Um."

"You push me..."

"Well, pushed."

"you……"

The wind was expressionless.

It's useless to act like a spoiled child, and it's useless to sell miserably.

I want to go to her bed, but there is no way.

Well, though, it's a bed of shards...

Jun Yu slowly lured it: "Isn't it uncomfortable? Qianqian."

"It's not hard."

"Aren't you hot?"

Feng Qian: "..."

After a pause, the girl said honestly, "A little bit."

so……

The young emperor's expression was soft, and his tone was also well-behaved and thoughtful: "I can help Qianqian to cool down."

Feng Qian: "..."

"No, no, this is not negotiable."

Feng Qian looked serious.

When the girl finished speaking, Jun Yu was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I'll give Qian Qian a hug."

The soft words of a big boy made Feng Qian's expression slightly moved.

Jun Yu promised: "Just hold Qianqian and do nothing else."

Feng Qian did not respond.

The young emperor's mood suddenly fell.

"Qianqian doesn't believe me?"

Through the golden gauze, Feng Qian saw the boy on the opposite side bow his head softly.

The gauze curtain covered most of the line of sight, so he couldn't see the other party's expression clearly, and he could only vaguely see the figure of the man.

The slender young man lowered his head and seemed a little decadent, as if he had been violent, pitiful.

Feng Qian's hand on the bed tent loosened slightly.

In the next second, Jun Yu turned around with his head down and turned his back to Feng Qian.

His voice was soft: "Since Qianqian doesn't believe me, then I'll just go. I'll keep Qianqian at the door."