Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Such a beautiful accident, everyone just looked at it, then turned their eyes away, and stopped disturbing the boys and girls over there.

Therefore, at this time, no one is paying attention here.

Wang Chen's movements were gentle, and his fingertips felt somewhat cool, even though there was only a layer of fabric separating them from the girl's skin, they felt a little hot for no reason, and the temperature on his face also burned.

The little monk lowered his eyes, his face buried in the shadows. Her clear eyes also seemed to be stained with a layer of water mist, her long eyelashes covered her glinting eyes, and her face was as white as jade, and the crimson color bloomed like petals.

After a while, Wangchen stopped slowly when he felt that it was almost the same.

The place where the fingertips touched the girl felt hot.

He slowly tightened his fingers, feeling the temperature of his fingertips, his face felt hot again.

This feeling is too strange and strange, but also makes people happy.

only……

Wangchen lowered his eyes.

Although he didn't understand, he vaguely felt that he shouldn't have such emotions and thoughts.

Rubbed by the small fragments on his back, Feng Qian squinted his eyes, and his back didn't hurt so much anymore.

She looked back at Little Shard curiously.

I saw the opponent's entire face was buried in the shadows, the wide hood, coupled with Wang Chen's lowered head, completely covered his face.

"Well, thank you little Dust."

With a smile on his brows and eyes, Feng Qian looked at the slightly awkward little monk in front of him.

Because she noticed that the small shard's white fingers were grabbing the corner of the cloak and rubbing it unconsciously.

While hanging his head while doing such movements, he was as cute as a little pity.

The little monk in front of him faltered: "No...you're welcome. It's...my fault."

Wang Chen pursed his lips, a little annoyed.

Every time he was in front of a girl, he would speak intermittently, and he didn't dare to look directly into the girl's eyes.

"Amitabha……"

Wangchen said a word silently in his heart.

Feng Qian glanced at the little fragment, lowered his head and held the little monk's sleeve.

The girl said, "I don't blame you."

The little monk was slightly taken aback, and then he was pulled by the sleeves of the girl in front of him to go out.

It was dark outside.

Because it is in the center of the town, there are many people outside when they go out.

Colorful lanterns are hung everywhere, and the town is very lively with people coming and going.

The yelling of roadside vendors and the conversation of passers-by are mixed with the aroma of various snacks and delicacies in the air.

Wang Chen froze, and paused in place.

This was the first time he saw such a scene.

The little monk raised his head slightly, his dark eyes reflected the colorful lights, which made the little monk who didn't eat the fireworks of the world feel a little smokey.

His head was covered by a hood, so looking at it like this, it was impossible to tell that the little monk was bald.

In this way, it also highlights the stunning appearance of the little monk.

"Benefactor, let's go back."

Unfamiliar environment, new things, Wangchen will not be curious, but there is always a voice in his heart reminding him that he should not touch or touch these things.

What's even more wrong is to promise the girl to go out and let the other party pull him.

Thinking of this, Wangchen lowered his head, and silently pulled back the sleeve that was held by the girl.

"Benefactor, this little monk is a monk. This is really inappropriate."

Wangchen said in a low voice, and silently took a step back.

Why.

Feng Qian watched the little fragment recede, and she took a step forward.

He said solemnly: "Didn't you monks say that you look down on the world of mortals? If you haven't seen it, how can you talk about being downcast?"

so……

Feng Qian grabbed the corner of the small shard.

"Little Dust, the outside world is not a scourge, and we need to see it."

"What's more..." Feng Qian raised his eyes and met the little monk's eyes, "Besides, I will protect you."