Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

#Today’s president has sprinkled dog food a lot#

When I open Weibo, this topic is always at the top.

Open the Weibo interface of Mr. President.

It's all a fancy show of affection.

It can make people tired of sweetness.

people:"……"

Crooked, is it a demon spirit?

I suspect this is a fake Mr. President.

What happened to being fed dog food by Mr. President every day?

#论，There is a Mr. President who likes to spread dog food so much, how should he break it#

Waiting online, very urgent.

Some people questioned that Mr. President is not doing his job properly and only thinks about falling in love.

However, Mr. President's ability remains the same as before, and country Z is getting better and better under the leadership of the other party.

The questioner stopped talking.

Ever since Mr. President's wedding day was broadcast live nationwide.

Everyone knows that the president's wife is the little girl whose academic papers made a sensation in the world.

Look at the other side's face value.

Everyone choked.

What kind of fairy couple is this!

Many people said that no matter how sour it is, it will still be Mr. President's dog food.

Mr. President, who had just posted a Weibo, slightly curled his lips.

The morning sun was lazy.

Mr. President, wearing loose white clothes, leaned on the bed carelessly.

Head tilted.

He took the girl next to him into his arms again.

take a nap.

Mr. President opened his amber eyes.

Glanced at the time.

Seven o'clock in the morning.

Yan Sheng's slender fingers landed on the girl's cheek, and gently squeezed it.

He leaned over again and kissed the corner of the girl's lips.

"Get up, Mrs. President."

Mr. President's clear voice was a little hoarse.

The wind moved lightly, but did not make a sound.

Yan Sheng's voice was doting: "Wake up, be good."

This time, the girl blinked in a daze, glanced at Yan Sheng, pulled the quilt silently, and buried her head in the quilt.

Yan Sheng smiled lightly.

Lift the quilt from one side, lie down, and hold the girl in his arms.

Her lips pressed against the girl's ear, "Be good, it's time to get up and eat."

Feng Qian frowned.

half an hour.

Muttering: "But...I'm so sleepy, and also...so tired."

Yan Sheng paused and smiled in a good mood.

Then, he put his finger on the girl's waist and rubbed it gently.

"Yeah." Mr. President said casually, "Guy Qian worked hard last night."

Feng Qian: "..."

Mr. President hugged the girl tightly and leaned over to kiss her forehead.

"Then... sleep for a while."

...

Two hours later, Mr. President started to wake the girl up again.

Skipping breakfast is bad for your health.

Therefore, it is still necessary to ask Kuaiqian to wake up.

The girl was dazed and reluctant to get up.

Walking is not stable.

He looked confused.

Yan Sheng looked at the girl's wobbly appearance, smiled and went to hug her.

Yan Sheng fetched a glass of water for the girl, and also squeezed the toothpaste on the toothbrush

Feng Qian looked at the toothbrush in his hand in confusion, rinsed his mouth slowly, and took another sip of water.

When I brush my teeth, I feel weak, like in a dream.

Yan Sheng felt that his obedient appearance, his dumbfounded appearance, was extremely cute.

While curling his lips into a faint smile, he took the toothbrush from the girl's hand.

Softly: "I'll help Guaqian brush her teeth."

Feng lightly blinked his eyes.

didn't move.

Mr. President on the side gently brushed the girl's teeth.

Feng Qian looked in the mirror.

He closed his eyes and leaned his head on Yan Sheng's body.

Mr. President had no choice but to hold the girl's shoulder with one hand to prevent the girl from falling, while helping the girl brush her teeth.

At about the same time, he put the water glass to the girl's lips again.

Let the girls rinse their mouths.

Feng Qian was completely half-dream and half-awake, but he also obediently rinsed his mouth.

Later, it took a long time for the two of them to wash up.

In the end, Mr. President went downstairs to eat with the girl in his arms.

…

The years are quiet.

The rest of my life has always been sweet.

I saw a baby wanting a daily episode, so I wrote a daily segment. ???????