Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Yan Sheng lowered his eyes, and his slender white fingertips landed on the side of the girl's face in an unhurried manner.

He gently pinched the side of the girl's face.

"Qianqian just needs to stay here obediently."

Feng Qian couldn't help being stunned for a bit by the pleasant voice.

Seeing the girl's expression, Yan Sheng narrowed his eyes inexplicably happily.

Then he got up slowly.

The slender white fingertips hang down by his side.

He walked slowly into the bathroom.

The girl sitting on the chair couldn't help pinching the corners of her clothes with her little hands.

Feng lightly blinked his eyes.

Silently turned around, with his back to the bathroom.

Then, the girl silently lowered her head and took out her mobile phone, fiddled with it casually.

But a little absent-minded.

While the girl was in a daze, she received a text message on her phone.

The wind lightly moved in.

It was from Xia Yang.

When registering at the principal's office, she gave her mobile phone number.

Obviously, the other party remembered it.

The text message said, the school anniversary.

There is a part of the anniversary celebration, you need to find a good dance partner in advance.

This is a dancing session.

Xia Yang wanted to invite Feng Qian as his dance partner.

Feng Qian lowered her eyes, and just about to reply to the other party, there was a click from the bathroom door.

The girl raised her eyes subconsciously.

The bathroom door was ajar.

Yan Sheng's pleasant voice floated slowly through the crack of the door.

"Good boy, help me get a bath towel."

"good."

Feng Qian got up and put the phone on the bed.

"Where are the towels?"

the girl asked.

Yan Sheng said, "The small drawer in the lower right corner of the wardrobe."

Feng Qian found the bath towel according to the other party's instructions.

The girl obediently walked to the door of the bathroom.

Feng Qian put the towel on the crack of the door.

The Mr. President who was inside casually opened the door a little wider, and took the bath towel from the girl with some moisture in his slender fingers.

Seeing the other party take the bath towel.

Feng Qian took a few steps back.

The door was closed again.

After a while.

The bathroom door was opened.

Mr. President, who had just taken a shower, came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe.

The snow-white bathrobe wrapped the opponent's slender body.

The collar of the bathrobe is a bit low.

The other party's delicate and beautiful collarbone was exposed.

Crystal drops of water slowly slid down Yan Sheng's jet-black hair.

A few drops of water slipped into the collar along the opponent's slender neck.

The amber eyes also seemed to be stained with moisture.

Mr. President calmly looked at the girl across from him.

Slowly stepping forward with long legs and approaching.

He looked at the girl and said slowly: "Baby, can I blow my brother's hair?"

Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, then nodded again.

actually……

She really doesn't want to move.

If it wasn't for His Highness, she wouldn't blow his hair.

Yan Sheng slightly curled his lips, walked around the girl, and took the hair dryer.

He sat on the edge of the bed and slowly plugged it in.

Feng Qian stood obediently.

He took the hair dryer from Yan Sheng.

Mr. President lowered his head slightly, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the mobile phone that the girl put aside.

The screen was still on.

Above is the information interface.

Yan Sheng glanced over it casually, and silently read the content above.

Xia Yang?

Mr. President narrowed his eyes.

Feeling a little irritable suddenly.

At the beginning, when I went to pick up Guai Qianqian, the boy who sent the little girl off was called Xia Yang.

so……

Does this look obedient?

Yan Sheng casually looked away.

Nothing seems to have happened.

Feng Qian held the hair dryer and pressed the switch.

The girl held the hair dryer in one hand, and ran through Mr. President's messy and damp hair with the other.