Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian froze for a moment, then remembered that Feng's father said that his friend would come today, and he would bring his son, a school bully, with him.

Although she had thought about fragments before, she just thought about it, and didn't think that the one who was firmly ranked first in the grade was really the boss Chu Chen.

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, and Feng Qian remembered that she was still wearing extremely cute pajamas.

Feng Qian froze, took a few steps back to the room, and closed the door with a bang.

The little girl scratched her hair, opened the original owner's wardrobe, and found a slightly less cute dress from a pile of cute clothes.

Feng Qian didn't know why Mother Feng believed that the original owner would like this cute style.

The original owner is quiet, and it should be suitable for simple and generous style clothes, or small and fresh types.

Feng Qian washed up, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

After the girl closed the door, Chu Chen went downstairs.

In the living room on the first floor, Father Feng was talking to a middle-aged man with extraordinary temperament and conversation. The man's eyebrows and eyes were similar to Chu Chen's, and he was undoubtedly the father of Shards.

The two chatted very happily, with smiles on their eyebrows.

Father Feng first saw the girl walking downstairs, he greeted with a smile: "Come here shallow."

Feng Qian paused, nodded and hummed.

Father Chu also looked up at the girl over there.

He praised: "Ling Qianjin seems to have inherited good genes from your family, she looks so pretty."

Father Feng was also very happy when his daughter was praised.

Chu Chen was sitting on the sofa not far away, the young man lowered his eyes, holding a ceramic teacup with his white fingertips.

There is a faint mist lingering above the teacup, and the faint fragrance of tea can be smelled faintly in the wind.

Even if he was a guest at someone else's home, the young man's posture was still lazy and undisciplined, but it was unmistakable, like an elegant nobleman, and the laziness revealed on his body was also a kind of unique dignity.

The boy's fair skin and jet-black hair set off each other, and his slender eyelashes covered his sight, making it impossible to see the boy's dark and deep eyes.

When the girl came down, he lazily raised his eyes for a glance, then retracted his eyes, half-opened and half-closed, and slowly sipped the tea in his hand.

Feng Qian obediently walked to Father Feng's side.

Father Feng began to introduce to Father Chu.

Father Chu had a kind smile on his brows and eyes.

"Hello, Uncle Chu."

Feng Qian said hello politely.

Father Chu smiled, and his impression of the little girl got better.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell on the young man over there, "Chenchen, come here."

Feng Qian: "..."

The girl blinked and smiled unkindly.

Chenchen?

puff--

I always feel that this title is not suitable for Mr. Chu Chen.

The young man over there frowned exquisitely, and looked up at Father Chu. After lightly passing by, his eyes rested on the girl casually.

Chu Chen put down the ceramic cup in his hand.

The young man calmly looked at the person in front of him, his dark eyes were so deep that even the elders couldn't see through the young man's deepest emotions.

The calm eyes revealed a little indifference and alienation at the same time.

The young man turned his head slightly, his white fingertips gently landed on his overlapping long legs, and he leaned lazily on the sofa.

Father Chu was also used to the boy's reaction, so he explained to Father Feng: "This kid is just like this, he is lazy, that is to say, his grades are not bad."

Feng Qian howled from the bottom of his heart.

That's a good result...

good?

How could this embarrass her, a scumbag?

Feng's father teased: "Why are you so modest, this kid Chu Chen is the first in the grade, don't be too good."