Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

She seems to have met two strange flowers.

Meiqian asked curiously: "Boss, how did you just make the materials appear and disappear?"

It's amazing, isn't it?

He never believed in ghosts and gods, but what he saw just now made him reconsider this question.

"Ability."

Feng Qian dropped two words and took the fragments to the top floor.

The two who had not seen the supernatural powers looked at each other, puzzled.

What the **** is supernatural?

Is it the kind from a sci-fi movie?

After thinking about it for a long time, the two didn't think about whether the ability in the mouth of the wind was what they thought, and finally started to drive honestly.

The RV has two floors, and the top floor is clean and comfortable.

Inside there is a bed, a sofa, and a drinking fountain.

Fengqian walked over and looked at it, and there was no water in the drinking fountain.

She took out a pile of supplies and filled the room with snacks.

Jianghuai looked at the surrounding environment curiously, and his eyes slowly fell.

After a while, he seemed tired, lowered his eyelids, and moved over slowly.

When approaching Feng Qian, it was another familiar bear pounce.

Feng Qian was just sitting on the sofa when Jiang Huai rushed over, so they both fell down.

The boy pressed the girl, his gray eyes were half-open, his eyelashes trembled.

Staring at Feng Qian for a while, Jiang Huai put all the weight of his body on Feng Qian, and his head turned to one side.

He slowly uttered a syllable: "Sleepy..."

Feng Qian blinked.

Sleepy?

Do zombies sleep too?

Feng Qian freed up a hand and took off the peaked cap on Jianghuai's head and the sunglasses on his face.

This sofa is not small, but it will be very crowded when lying on it, and Fengqian is pressed down and almost curled up in the corner of the sofa.

Patting Jiang Huai's back, Feng Qian said, "Let's go to the bed, shall we?"

Jianghuai didn't move, closed his eyes, and said he didn't want to open it again.

From the dark circles under the boy's eye sockets, it could be seen that he hadn't slept well.

However, Feng Qian didn't have time to ponder whether zombies need to sleep. The top priority is to move people to the bed first.

Maybe it was really sleepy. After Jiang Huai closed his eyes, he didn't care anymore. A zombie without a heartbeat closed his eyes, like a cold corpse.

Feng Qian moved, but JAC didn't respond.

There was no way, and finally Feng Qian used brute force to solve it, directly holding the person in his arms.

After his body was in the air, Jiang Huai finally gave a hint of reaction.

He opened his eyes, glanced at Feng Qian, blinked a few times, then closed his eyes again, leaning his head against Feng Qian's arms.

Feng Qian hugged the person and walked to the bed over there.

The bed was clean and tidy, and the quilt was folded squarely on one side.

Feng Qian put the person on the bed and exhaled a turbid breath. After a while, Feng Qian's eyes fell on Jiang Huai's hand holding her wrist.

After a pause, Feng Qian tried to pull his hand back.

There was no twitch, but the other party buckled even tighter.

In the end, the efforts were ineffective, Feng Qian gave up the treatment and lay down beside JAC.

As a result, as soon as she lay down, the zombie boy beside her loosened her wrist, turned her side and hugged her waist tightly.

Just keep your eyes closed the whole time.

From the perspective of Jianghuai's current IQ and zombie thinking, Feng Qian knew very rationally that Jianghuai regarded her as fragrant food, so he didn't let go when he fell asleep.

But being held by Jiang Huai, apart from being a little cold, he would not sleepwalk or bite.

Feng Qian simply grabbed the quilt from the side and covered him.

Otherwise, being held by Jiang Huai like this, Feng Qian seriously doubted that he would catch a cold from the cold.