Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

"I……"

Feng Jue lowered her eyes.

"I thought I was... Duanxiu... so..."

Feng Jue still confessed that he couldn't lie in front of the little emperor.

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

It seems to understand.

Fragment suspected that he was a broken sleeve, so he found a young man to see his reaction.

Feng Qian looked at him strangely: "Then are you a broken sleeve?"

The little emperor asked directly.

Feng Jue lowered her eyes, "I... am not interested in other men."

He pursed his thin lips: "I only like...you."

The voice behind Feng Jue was almost inaudible, but Feng Qian heard every word.

The little emperor suddenly approached him.

Feng Jue was slightly taken aback, her fair face flushed.

"So, the emperor likes me?"

Feng Jue's face was reddened by the other party's straightforward words, and he nodded slightly.

The head is buried lower.

Feng Qian bent his eyes and looked at Su Jiu: "You can go out, don't tell outsiders what happened today, otherwise..."

Su Jiu was frightened, and responded repeatedly: "The slave family will never tell outsiders."

He fled in a panic and closed the door by the way.

After Su Jiu left, Feng Qian approached Feng Jue, raised his head and asked him: "Isn't it because of gender that the emperor likes me?"

Feng Jue took a few steps back in a daze, and lowered his eyes: "No."

Regardless of gender.

Just like you as a person.

Feng Qian looked at the somewhat bewildered fragments and laughed.

This is probably the first time in the life of a fragment of this plane that the cold and aloof personality has collapsed.

Well, except for the drunk one time.

Feng Qian tilted his head, and said casually: "Uncle Huang was... very proactive that night."

Thinking of what happened that night, Feng Jue blushed uncontrollably.

"Your Majesty, I have offended you."

Feng smiled lightly.

Bai Nen's little hand grabbed the opponent's hand.

"Uncle, I will tell you a secret."

Feng Jue was puzzled, and there was confusion in her beautiful phoenix eyes.

Feng Qian blinked her beautiful eyes, and put the opponent's hand somewhere in her.

Feng Jue was stunned for a moment, and after feeling the soft touch of his fingertips, he froze in place.

Even though he has never touched it, he also understands that this kind of touch cannot be a man.

In other words, the little emperor is a... girl?

"Your Majesty?"

Feng Qian stared into his eyes.

"Can't feel it?"

Feng Jue's face turned red, and her cheeks were hot.

How... can she... say such things so naturally...

"I... can feel it." Feng Jue lowered her eyes.

Feng Qian: "Is the emperor shy?"

Feng Qian was inexplicably happy seeing the shy fragment that was so cold before. What's going on?

Feng Qian narrowed her beautiful eyes, raised her white tender hands to wrap around Feng Jue's neck.

The little emperor's eyes fell on Feng Jue's snow-white collar.

Feng Qian raised his eyebrows: "What did the emperor want to do by pulling his collar that day?"

Feng Jue: "!"

The cold eyes were a little helpless.

Feng Qian's eyes slowly fell on Feng Jue's collar.

Feng Jue is dressed in white, which will give people a sense of immortality, and the beauty of the prosperous age is even more beautiful.

His white collar was turned up high, covering his slender neck.

It fits his cool and indifferent demeanor very much.

And it is precisely because of this that it is even more abstinent, invisible and confusing.

The little emperor tilted his head.

Feng Qian suddenly leaned forward and kissed him.

After the girl's soft lips touched the other's cool and thin lips, they backed away, and they were separated as soon as they were touched, like a superficial touch.

Feng Jue froze.

The beautiful phoenix eyes blinked.

There was only confusion in the cold eyes.

Before, he kissed the other party while drunk, but he only vaguely remembered that he had done this. As for the feeling, he didn't remember at all.

Now the little emperor just kissed him like a superficial touch, but he felt completely dazed.

The ear tips are red.

The heart is also pounding.

For the first time, Feng Jue experienced this kind of heart-wrenching, sweetness like falling into the clouds.

Limbs and bones seemed to be passing through a burst of electricity, numb and itchy.

Feng Jue lowered his eyes.

The little emperor's gaze was too hot.

Let him a little at a loss.

Feng Qian stared at Feng Jue and said seriously: "Uncle Huang, I like you too."