Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Jue was a little flustered.

He doubted whether he liked men, so he came to Yihuai Building to test himself.

Su Jiu is indeed a beautiful man who can make people move, but Feng Jue has no other feelings for him, instead he is a little disgusted and disgusted.

Feng Jue was a little confused.

Why did he feel a strange feeling in his heart in front of the little emperor...

There is only one thought in my heart, I want to get close to each other.

Get a little closer...

He feels that his sexual orientation is normal, but the appearance of the little emperor has repeatedly broken his cognition.

Seeing that the other party was not moving, Su Jiu stepped forward cautiously, and put Wei Liang's fingertips on Feng Jue's shoulder.

Feng Jue took a few steps back almost at the same time.

Su Jiu's hand fell.

Feng Jue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly approached the other party as if determined.

Su Jiu was stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes shone brightly, and a blush appeared on her fair face.

Feng Jue narrowed her phoenix eyes.

He looked down at each other's watery eyes.

Finally went back.

A hint of doubt flashed in Feng Jue's eyes, a little confused.

do not like.

Very disgusted.

He took a few steps back, far away from the other party.

Seeing Feng Jue's action, Su Jiu's expression was a little cracked, and her eyes swayed.

He was slightly stunned, opened his lips, and lowered his head slightly aggrieved.

Su Jiu said: "Is the lord dissatisfied with the slave family?"

That is, at the same moment when Su Jiu spoke, Feng Qian pushed open the door and walked in.

God knows Feng Qian's expression after entering the Yihuai Building.

In short, she is very angry!

Fragment turned her back to find a man!

Not even if he breaks his sleeves.

The pieces are mine.

mine.

So, Feng Qian hurriedly opened the door, and looked at the two people in the house fiercely.

When Feng Jue saw Feng Qian, she panicked completely.

It seemed that an overwhelming chill suddenly surrounded him, and his heart stopped beating for a moment.

His beautiful phoenix eyes seemed to be disillusioned with tiny shimmers of light, and the dark pupils lost their color in an instant.

The beautiful thin lips also lost their color a little.

The whole person is stiff.

In that second, his heart was in chaos, freezing to the extreme.

Su Jiu, who was beside him, also stared blankly at Feng Qian who suddenly broke in.

Feng Qian glanced at Feng Jue and then at Su Jiu.

It looks ugly.

Feng Qian walked towards Feng Jue, clasped his wrist and stood in front of him.

Feng Qiannai stared fiercely at Su Jiu and declared her sovereignty: "He is mine!"

As soon as her words came out, not only Su Jiu was stunned, but Feng Jue was also stunned.

He looked up at the little emperor in front of him.

The coldness in my heart was suddenly replaced by joy.

The broken eyes suddenly became a little bit brighter.

Feng Jue lowered her head slightly and looked at the little emperor holding his hand, and the little emperor's words echoed in his ears.

Is he hers?

Feng Jue pursed her thin lips happily.

There was a slight smile on the cold brows.

Feng Qian turned around and asked Feng Jue, "What did you do to him?"

This he obviously refers to Su Jiu.

Feng Jue was silent, and lowered her eyes with some grievances, not daring to look at the little emperor.

"Did you touch him?" Feng Qian asked him.

Hearing this question, Feng Jue's lips lost all color.

He didn't touch him.

But the other party touched his shoulder.

Feng Jue bowed her head, her eyes were a little dull, and the joy just now was drowned out by the cold water.

Feng Qian's reaction to looking at the fragments was a little angry.

She turned her head and asked Su Jiu again, "Did he touch you?"

Su Jiu lowered her head in a daze, and said in a small voice, "No, it was the slave family who touched the prince's shoulder..."

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

She looked at Feng Jue.

Feng Jue raised her eyes, her cold eyes filled with panic.

He pursed his thin lips, and his voice was a little aggrieved: "I didn't mean to..."

Feng Qian: "..."

Wasn't touched on purpose?

Well.

How cute are the pieces...

Feng Qian continued to ask him, "Do you like him?"

Feng Jue immediately shook his head, "No. I don't like it."

"Then why are you looking for him?"