Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Hearing the girl's words, Mu Yan fell into a brief silence.

Even Feng Qian couldn't figure out what the noble and indifferent His Highness Mu Yan was thinking in his heart.

Feng Qian lowered her head and stirred the porridge in the bowl with a small spoon. To be honest, the porridge she cooked was really bad in appearance. It was a mess, and the original shape of the rice grains could not be seen clearly for a long time.

Looking at the young man on the other side who was still quietly silent, Feng Qian said: "Your Highness, drink the porridge quickly, or it will be cold."

Feng Qian's voice successfully brought the god who was in deep thought back to reality.

Mu Yan looked at the girl, and said, "Yes...don't call me Your Highness."

"Huh?" Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, "If you don't call it Your Highness, what is it called?...Mu Yan?"

Mu Yan lowered his eyes and didn't speak, Feng Qian secretly thought, if he was called Mu Yan, he would seem too unfamiliar.

then……

The girl raised her eyes, looked seriously at the boy opposite, and called tentatively, "Ayan?

The snow-white and beautiful young man's posture suddenly stopped, as if a flash of more brilliant color flashed across the flowing broken golden eyes, the light and faint, beautiful and magnificent colors slowly spread out in the young man's jet-black pupils .

Mu Yan lowered his eyes, holding the spoon in the bowl with his slender and fair fingers, he responded in a low voice: "En."

Feng Qian was stunned.

The appearance of His Highness, although he did nothing, obediently, even the clothes were meticulously dressed, tightly covering his beautiful body, but it was inexplicably very seductive, and one couldn't help but want to pounce on him for a kiss. Let's see how this quiet and divine teenager will react.

Feng Qian was eager to try, and then raised his eyes to look at the person opposite.

The flame in my heart suddenly went out again.

No way, His Highness might feel disgusted by her sudden rush to kiss her. After all, His Highness has no memory of the small plane, and they are not familiar with each other strictly speaking.

Even if His Highness had taken her with her when she was a child, it was something she had done when she was a child, and she had no memory of it, that is, when she bumped into His Highness in the small plane at the age of seven, it was the first time she officially saw His Highness.

Although I have seen that person from a distance before, it was only a surprise.

Feng Qian still didn't have the courage to blaspheme such a perfect god.

After walking for a long time, Feng Qian looked up again, and saw His Highness picking up a small spoon, drinking the porridge gracefully and gently.

Feng Qian couldn't help but ask, "How does it taste?"

The boy swallowed the porridge and replied calmly: "Very good."

The girl was dubious and took a sip by herself.

This sticky taste has no taste, only a little rice fragrance.

As for the person opposite, he drank the porridge seriously, without changing his expression.

Feng lightly blinked his eyes.

She is guilty, she shouldn't let His Highness drink such unpalatable porridge.

"How about, Dian... Ayan, shall I take you out to eat?" Feng Qian asked in a low voice.

It was the first time His Highness ate in the small plane, and the experience was not so wonderful, she was guilty!

The boy in front of him drank the last sip of porridge, put the spoon back into the bowl, retracted his bony hands, folded them flat on his lap, and quietly looked at the girl opposite.

"Very sweet."

Feng Qian: "?"

She lowered her head in doubt and took another sip of porridge. It wasn't sweet and had no taste at all.

But····

Judging by His Highness' serious expression, it doesn't look like a lie.

Since His Highness didn't dislike her poor cooking skills, Feng Qian lowered his head and finished the remaining porridge in his bowl.

To be honest, it's really not good to drink, but it can fill your stomach.