Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

So, to be on the safe side, Feng Qian prepared this hood for Xiao Shard.

Feng Qian grabbed Shard's sleeve with his fingers, "Let's go, little Dust."

His sleeves were ripped off, and Wangchen had no choice but to follow him down the stairs.

Along the way, the little monk looked down at the fingers of the girl holding his sleeve in front of him, a little lost in thought.

If you are distracted like this, you will inevitably have accidents.

When he got down to the last step of the stairs, Wang Chen stepped on the ground, his body was unstable and he fell forward.

Sensing something, Feng Qian turned around.

next second.

A shadow fell in front of him.

thump--

"hiss--"

The wind took a deep breath.

It hurts to fall like this.

Wang Chen fell on Feng Qian, and when he fell to the ground, the wide hood just covered their heads.

It was pitch black.

The softness under his body, and the gentle and soft breathing with a faint fragrance instantly made the little monk panic and froze in place.

"It's okay, little Dust."

Feng Qian asked with concern.

She made a human pad for the small fragment, and the small fragment should not be injured.

When the girl spoke, her warm and soft breath sprayed on the little monk's face.

Wangchen felt that his cheeks seemed to be on fire for an instant, the scalding temperature seemed to be congested with blood.

He put his hands on the ground hastily, climbed up, stepped back several steps as if startled, with his head down, his face completely buried in the shadows.

His face was astonishingly hot, and his breathing was somewhat disturbed.

When his eyes touched the girl who was still lying on the ground over there, Wangchen hesitated for a moment, and walked over obediently.

He bent down and stretched out a pair of white and slender hands towards the girl.

It was his fault that the opponent fell.

He was crushed under his body and landed on his back.

She must... be in pain...

Thinking of this, Wang Chen felt more and more uncomfortable, as if he had done something wrong.

Feng Qian saw Little Fragment reaching out to her obediently, the girl was also stunned, and then slowly put her hand on Little Fragment's palm.

With the strength of the opponent, Feng Qian got up from the ground easily.

After standing up, Feng Qian put her hands behind her back and rubbed her back.

It really hurts.

The girl frowned slightly.

The coefficients of these actions fell into Wangchen's eyes.

He lowered his eyes guiltily, and after a while, he said softly, "Does it hurt? Do you need me to help you... rub it?"

After speaking, the voice is too small.

Just saying that he offered to rub the girl's back, Wangchen found that the temperature on his face that had just dropped not long ago was burning again at this moment.

Feng Qian was also surprised that Little Shard would offer such help, she smiled kindly and nodded in relief.

"Okay, little Dust rub it for me."

After finishing the words, the girl turned around cooperatively, with her back to the little monk.

Wangchen stared at the girl's back, and... hesitated again.

It just seemed...too impulsive.

This kind of physical contact is not in line with etiquette, why did he... offer to help rub it?

However, thinking that the other party fell because of him, Wangchen felt guilty in his heart, and finally raised his hand slowly, and the palm fell on the girl's back

The faint temperature spread to the palm of the hand through a layer of clothing.

Wang Chen froze for a moment, pursed his lips, and rubbed them slowly.

Fortunately, he was wearing a hood and a cloak, so no one would recognize him as a monk.

There was a bit of movement here just now, and the people in the lobby on the first floor of the inn also looked here when they heard the movement.

However, when they saw the picture in front of them, everyone just clicked their tongues, thinking it was a romantic accident.

Yomo is a young boy overwhelmed by a girl.