Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

"Boss, shall we get off now?"

Mikoto shouted to the top.

Feng Qian glanced at the car window. At the entrance of the base were heavily armed police officers holding guns standing on both sides. Whenever a human was about to enter the base, someone would take out something, which seemed to be used for testing.

It is very likely that people who enter the base are checked to see if they have contracted the virus.

Feng Qian tilted her head and glanced at Mu Yan.

In this plane, the identity of His Highness is a zombie, and it is not easy to get in.

Feng Qian pondered for a while, and replied to the front: "Wait a while."

The girl secretly took out a gray scarf from the space.

The peaked cap and sunglasses were taken off by Jiang Huai and left on the bedside, and Feng Qian also brought these things together.

Before Feng Qian was afraid that Mu Yan would be bored, just when he saw a few books stacked in the corner in the RV, Feng Qian took a book and handed it to Mu Yan without looking at the cover.

After the other party took it, he sat beside the bed and looked down at the book handed by the girl seriously under the light.

In this picture, there is always such a good feeling of the years.

Feng Qian coughed lightly, and the boy raised his eyes, his eyes slowly falling on the girl.

Feng Qian walked over with a pile of things in his hand, "Ayan, we have to get off the bus later, we need to..."

Mu Yan's gaze lightly fell on the thing in the girl's hand, and before the girl could finish speaking, he nodded lightly, "Yeah."

Feng Qian blinked, put the things on the bed first, and took the peaked cap over.

The boy sat quietly beside the bed, not moving.

Feng Qian stood in front of Mu Yan, bent down slightly, and carefully put the peaked cap on the opponent's head.

The girl slowly bent over, and when her ponytail fell, she gently swept across the boy's fair face.

The slight itching made the young man froze slightly.

After putting on the cap for His Highness, Feng Qian took care of the other side's corners carefully, and his fingertips inevitably brushed against the boy's forehead.

When things were sorted out, Feng Qian took a few steps back and looked at His Highness and nodded in satisfaction.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Mu Yan lowered his eyes and fell on the scarf on the bed.

The young man raised his hand unhurriedly and took the scarf in his hand.

Seeing the opponent's movements, Feng Qian approached and stretched out his hand towards the boy: "Ayan, I'll help you."

Mu Yan didn't speak, and quietly looked at the scarf in his hand.

He thought of what he had just seen.

Raising his eyes, he said in a young voice, "Come closer."

The cold voice contains elegant gentleness, like a light snowflake, melting into a drop of crystal dew in the warm sunlight.

"Um?"

Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, but also bent over obediently and got closer.

Although he didn't know what His Highness was going to do, the girl cooperated obediently.

The boy lowered his eyes and slowly unfolded the scarf on his lap.

He squeezed the two ends of the scarf with both hands, raised his hand slowly, wrapped the scarf around the top of the girl's head, and slowly dropped it.

A grey scarf was attached to the back of the girl's neck.

The boy held both ends of the scarf and did what he was doing seriously.

When he looked up, the girl's face was close at hand.

Feng Qian blinked suspiciously.

Your Highness, this is... a scarf for her?

Mu Yan's expression was calm, except for the faintly flowing golden light in his gray-white eyes, he couldn't see anything else, as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

He slowly pulled hard, and the girl in front of him was caught off guard.

As if it was accurate, the lips pressed against each other.

The girl's eyes widened in astonishment. Because her center of gravity was unstable, she accidentally straddled the boy.

Before Feng Qian could react, the person in front of him said calmly, "Do you like it?"