Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian looked down.

Is this... to pull her up?

Feng Qian blinked his eyes, and slowly put his little hand on the opponent's palm.

Yan Sheng slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and held the girl's little hand with his slender fingers.

Use a little force to make it easier for the girl to get up.

but……

It seems that some force is too much.

The girl's head hit Mr. President's chest unexpectedly.

Feng Qian frowned.

He raised his hand and touched his head.

Then he raised his head and looked up at the other party.

"sorry……"

Feng Qian apologized.

Yan Sheng stared at the girl with amber eyes, and seemed to raise his hand inadvertently, covering the top of the girl's hair.

Knead lightly.

Um.

As soft as expected.

"It hurts?"

The other party asked softly, completely coaxing a child's tone.

Just like parents treat their own children.

Feng Qian blinked.

"fine."

It's not particularly painful either.

A little bit.

Yan Sheng looked down at the girl, then carelessly rubbed her hair.

Then, he took the girl's hand again.

"I'll walk you home."

Mr. President announced flatly.

Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

In this plane, the fragment is Mr. President.

Can I also send her off in person?

"It's only natural for a brother to send his sister home."

Yan Sheng said softly without changing his face.

It seems to know the concerns in the girl's heart.

What's more, such a situation is what the two elders want to see.

The amber eyes of the other party glanced at the girl beside him.

It was obviously a lazy tone.

But for no reason, it makes people feel that what the other party said makes sense.

Feng Qian simply didn't think too much about those twists and turns, and obediently responded: "Oh."

At the end, the girl added: "Thank you brother."

Yan Sheng paused.

Suddenly interested, he lowered his eyes.

The voice is deep and pleasant: "Hey, call me brother again."

Feng Qian: "?"

"elder brother."

Feng Qian still called out.

Yan Sheng squinted his eyes and gave a soft "hmm".

"So cute."

A well-behaved child is so easy to feed.

this sister...

very good.

Yan Sheng led the girl out of the box.

His eyes were as calm and indifferent as ever.

"gentlemen."

Butler Yi, who was guarding the door of the box, called out respectfully.

His eyes fell on Mr. President holding his lady's hand again.

Some surprises.

It stands to reason that the young Mr. President is late for an appointment.

Apparently, the appointment wasn't taken very seriously.

And now...

It seems that there is progress.

Yan Sheng glanced at the butler lightly, and said casually, "I'll take the child home."

Then, he led the girl into the elevator leisurely.

The steady butler Yi froze in place, and frowned in confusion.

Child?

Mr. President, is this... Treating Miss as a child?

After thinking about it, Steward Yi took out his mobile phone, called Feng Yu, and briefly described what happened.

And... what he saw just now.

…

In the elevator.

In the small elevator, there were only Feng Qian and Yan Sheng.

The opponent was tall and tall, and his free hand rested on the railing casually.

The beautiful amber eyes are deep and charming, but no emotion can be seen.

The aura around the opponent is still strong and compelling.

If it was someone else, being alone with Mr. President like this would definitely feel oppressive and tense.

Feng Qian is an exception.

She herself is very familiar with the breath of the fragments, coupled with the power in her body.

Thousands of small planes, even God's Domain.

No one has the power to make her feel oppressed.

Even if it was Lord God, Feng Qian only felt friendly when he saw him.

There is no tension of meeting strict elders.