Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

This meal is equivalent to lunch.

After solving the problem of eating, Feng Qian faced a new problem.

so……

Is she going to take His Highness to school?

But what happened to the inexplicable feeling of a little excitement?

Feng Qian suddenly wanted to know, what kind of picture does His Highness sit in the classroom and listen to?

Thinking of this, Feng Qian rolled her eyes, but before making such a decision, she still had to ask: "Does Ayan have fragmented memories of this plane?"

Mu Yan looked at the girl and shook his head slightly.

no memory?

That's easy.

Feng Qian looked at the time, it was past eleven o'clock, and it was not impossible to leave for school immediately.

"Ayan wait for me."

Feng Qian ran back to the bedroom and packed up the textbooks on the desk.

Mu Yan nodded, his eyes fell on the direction of the bedroom.

After a while, the little girl came out with her schoolbag on her back.

The quiet boy looked at the girl calmly from beginning to end, sitting upright, and his every move was elegant.

Feng Qian calmly announced to the young man: "Although Ayan is a god in the realm of the gods, he still has to go to school in the small plane."

Mu Yan was slightly taken aback by the girl's words, but no matter what the other party said, he would nod in cooperation.

Feng Qian thought that although His Highness is an extremely noble god, he has no memory of soul fragments in the small plane, and should know little about the things in the small plane, and it can even be said to be as simple as a piece of white paper.

This is also one of the reasons why the previous main gods needed to experience in thousands of small planes.

After thinking about it, Feng Qian bravely stretched out his hand to Mu Yan: "A Yan holds me, so I won't get lost."

After saying this, Feng Qian wanted to hammer his own brains. His Highness came to the small plane in person and is the god who will rule the plane in the future. , and it is impossible to get lost.

Compared to Feng Qian's wild thoughts at the moment, Mu Yan calmly set his eyes on the girl's hand that was stretched out to him.

As if thinking of something, the beautiful young man was slightly distracted.

That was a long time ago memory.

At that time, the girl was still young, her hands were small, white and soft, and looked very fragile...

He sighed slightly, and lifted the hand hanging by his side. Instead of putting his hand on the girl's palm, he gently held the girl's soft hand.

Feng Qian's hands were soft and small, while the young man's hands were white and slender, with distinct joints, as if carefully crafted, so perfect that it was impeccable.

When holding a girl's little hand, it can just wrap the girl's hand in the palm of the hand very well.

The warm and soft touch from the palm also stunned the usually cold god for a moment.

Feng Qian looked down at the hand held by His Highness.

The temperature of the opponent's palm is slightly cool. Of course, maybe because her hand is very warm, it seems that the temperature of the opponent's palm is slightly cool.

Feng Qian was a little surprised that His Highness took the initiative to hold her hand. After all, His Highness has no memory of the small plane, so it would be surprising to have such an intimate contact all of a sudden.

Feng Qian didn't think much, and directly pulled His Royal Highness Mu Yan out of the apartment room.

Feng Qian walked slightly in front of His Royal Highness Mu Yan, the holy god followed behind the girl obediently, only the warm and soft touch of the palm was extremely clear.

This kind of temperature and contact seems to have a wonderful power, gently passing through the soul, bringing warmth and satisfaction.

The elevator door opened, and there was no one inside, so Feng Qian directly dragged His Highness in.