Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Angelina put the juice to her lips and took a sip.

So Feng Qian stuffed the glass of juice in his hand into Enrilla's hand again.

The young man looked down at the juice that Feng Qian had stuffed over. He tilted his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then, put the juice aside.

The young man raised his eyes and said softly, "Come closer to Qianqian."

"Huh?" Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, and moved closer.

Anlirilla let go of the hand that was holding Fengqian, and lifted the hand that was clinging to the juice. Before the lips touched the mouth of the cup, the young man calmly said, "I know a way to make the juice sweeter."

When the words fell, Angelina took a sip of juice.

The wind in the misty clouds is pondering, the juice is sweeter? Add sugar?

Small pieces still have candy on them?

Feng Qian curiously looked down at Angelina's waist, looking for a pocket.

After that, the boy's cold fingers covered the back of her head.

Feng Qian raised his eyes subconsciously.

A shadow fell suddenly in front of him.

The soft lips came close to her without staying too long. The person on the opposite side took advantage of the gap between the girl's breathing and opening her lips, while clasping the back of her head and hugging her waist.

Deliver the juice to the girl's lips.

The sweetness of the juice permeates the breath.

The light gradually dimmed, as the last rays of the sun sank below the horizon.

The ship was plunged into darkness.

This darkness was very short, and after a while, the lights on the ship were lit.

Soon, the vision gradually became brighter.

Angelila retreated, his fingertips landed on the corner of the girl's lips, and gently wiped the juice from the girl's mouth.

"Is it sweet?"

Feng Qian felt a flame burning on his face.

what happened?

After blackening... did it become like this?

This……

Who can resist!

Fengqian exhaled a turbid breath and took a step back with a sullen face.

The girl turned around and picked up a small cake from the plate and stuffed it directly into her mouth.

Chew blankly.

After a small cake was eaten, Feng Qian looked back at Enrilla.

The beautiful young man stood in the same place, with small brush-like eyelashes hanging down, thin and frail, pitifully holding his hand and drinking half of the juice.

He didn't say a word, just stood there obediently.

Like being bullied.

Feng Qian had to wonder if she just went too far?

But...she obviously didn't do anything?

Why are you aggrieved?

All right……

Feng Qian took another small cake and walked in front of Angelina.

"Do you want cake?"

Feng Qian handed the cake to Angelina's eyelids.

Angelila looked down at the cake, still silent, like she was angry.

"Really don't eat?"

Feng Qian asked again.

This time, the little boy turned his head away.

Feng Qian: "..."

Why is this suddenly arrogant like a little princess?

Well, although the fragment was originally a little princess.

Forget it, Feng Qian still insisted on the idea of ​​pampering and coaxing the fragments, and said with a blank expression: "Sweet."

Hearing the sound, Anli Rui's long eyelashes trembled.

The young man pursed his lips, his expression slightly moved.

After that, Feng Qian added: "The juice is very sweet."

"kindness."

Angelina responded lightly, lowered her head and took the cake from Feng Qian's hand.

"Thank you Qianqian."

The wind sighed lightly.

What a kid.

After collecting all the fragments and returning to God's Domain, she must count his dark history in front of His Highness.

Just do the math.

Um.

Feng Qian took Angelila to eat while walking, and when she was full, she brought people back to the room.

There is only one bed in the room.