Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian blinked her beautiful eyes.

I froze in place.

He slowly raised his hand to touch his forehead.

Brother wants to kiss sister goodnight?

The girl slowly sat back on the bed.

daze.

Feeling a little inexplicable, the fragments turned into brothers.

Then... who is she going to fall in love with?

Well.

Can we stop talking?

"System, what will happen if you don't do side missions?"

Feng Qian asked.

System: "I told the host before that if the side missions are not completed, the host will not be able to stay in this plane for a long time."

Feng Qian frowned.

this way...

It's still a bit of a hassle.

If you leave the small plane ahead of time, you cannot ensure that His Royal Highness's fragments will not be disturbed by the crime domain.

What a headache.

Ugh.

Feng Qian lay on the bed, dawdled for a while, and then went to wash up.

…

On the other side, the butler brought Yan Sheng to the newly tidied guest room.

The young Mr. President walked into the room with long legs.

With the door closed.

Yan Sheng casually pulled off his tie, his eyes were indifferent, and he did this while walking.

After tearing it off, he threw the tie on the bed casually.

The black suit jacket was also taken off.

Yan Sheng clasped his left wrist with his right hand.

Then, with a loose gesture, he pulled off his collar.

A section of delicate collarbone was exposed.

It is quite different from the rigorous and correct style of wearing a suit and leather shoes just now.

Mr. President's amber eyes are a little lazy, a little sinister, a little cold.

Intertwined together, it is confusing and confusing.

Yan Sheng sat on the bed casually.

Straight long legs crossed.

Carelessly took out the phone.

It's a little troublesome without a notebook.

Yan Sheng opened the address book and found a contact, and quickly edited a text message and sent it out.

The other party's work efficiency is very high.

After a while.

There was a ding-dong.

Received a document on the phone.

Yan Sheng leaned back lazily and clicked on the information.

There was a bit of concentration in the amber eyes.

Before……

I didn't look carefully at the girl's profile.

Now, since it is a younger sister.

As a competent brother, he still needs to get to know his sister well.

Yan Sheng browsed the information quickly.

But pause in character.

He narrowed his eyes.

According to the data: aloof and arrogant, knowledgeable and reasonable, rather strong.

Thinking back to the girl I just met in my mind.

There are only a few adjectives left in Yan Sheng's mind: obedient, soft and cute, dazed and cute.

It seems that the information is not very accurate.

Yan Sheng turned off the phone.

There was a little light in his eyes.

These materials, simply do not read.

this sister...

Or, let him find out for himself.

Putting down his phone, Yan Sheng took his nightgown and walked into the bathroom leisurely.

Live in Feng's house.

It was an accident.

perhaps……

It was also a surprise to recognize a younger sister.

…

the next day.

Five thirty in the morning.

Yan Sheng got up on time.

After Mr. President washed and changed his clothes, he returned to his usual strictness and coldness.

The light in the amber eyes is indifferent.

He casually opened the door and went out.

"Good morning, Mr. President."

The housekeeper said good morning politely.

Yan Sheng nodded slightly, followed the housekeeper to the dining table, and ate breakfast gracefully.

finish eating.

Yan Sheng asked casually, "What time does Qianqian usually get up?"

This question stopped the butler.

The housekeeper paused and replied, "Yesterday, Miss got up at eight o'clock."

"Um."

Yan Sheng said lightly.

He got up from his seat, raised his wrist again, and glanced at the time.

Six thirty in the morning.

There is an important meeting at 8:15.

Yan Sheng thought about it, but still walked upstairs.

He walked unhurriedly to the door of the shallow room.

He knocked on the door politely.