Chapter 901 Ding, Your Vinegar Jar Is Online! (28)

"Regret?" Feng Qian blinked doubtfully, then shook his head, "I won't regret it."

His Highness Mu Yan pursed his crimson thin lips.

He may not be so confident, thinking that the girl must like him.

The memory of the three planes gave him a new understanding and understanding of love.

I am also more afraid of losing and less confident.

What if she regrets it?

What if you don't like him?

If it was just a spur of the moment drunk...

Feng Qian looked at His Highness suspiciously, His Highness seemed to be in a daze.

She blinked her eyes, lowered her head again, and continued with her hands.

Slowly took off the dress.

When Mu Yan came back to his senses, the little girl was stepping into the bathtub.

He turned around and saw a scene that made his face blush and his heart skip a beat.

Helplessly avoiding his sight, the crimson color on his face gradually deepened.

He didn't turn his head stiffly until he heard the sound of rushing water and was sure that the little girl was already lying in the bathtub and her body was submerged in the water.

The clear warm water did not play a blocking role.

He froze for a while, feeling helpless again.

Feng Qian rested his head on the soft cushion at one end of the bathtub, and his whole body was submerged in the water.

The warm steam made the little girl's face flushed.

After soaking for a while, she realized that she seemed to have forgotten something, and turned her head to look at His Highness, who looked a little stiff and helpless.

The little girl's voice was soft and waxy: "Your Highness, together?"

Mu Yan froze and did not move.

The girl in the bathtub stretched out her arms, and there was a sound of water splashing, gently resting on the edge of the bathtub, and water droplets dripped down the girl's snow-white arms.

Mu Yan lowered his eyes, avoiding Feng Qian.

The blush on his face couldn't be suppressed.

Feng Qian blinked, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness doesn't want to be with me..."

Probably because the water temperature was too comfortable, the girl's voice became smaller and smaller, and the arms hanging on the edge of the bathtub were also drooping weakly.

Not long after, Feng Qian fell asleep directly.

After a long while, Mu Yan didn't hear the sound, so he raised his eyes to look at the person in the bathtub.

The little girl fell asleep heartlessly, with her head turned to the side, and there was a faint tendency to slide down.

After being slightly stunned, he took a step forward and approached, squatting down in front of the bathtub, his fingertips submerged in the water, he reached over, put it on the back of the girl's head, and held her gently against the back of her neck.

"Shallow..."

Mu Yan tried to call out a few words, but the girl was too deep in sleep and did not wake up.

He lowered his eyes in a daze, and when he held the girl's head, there was also a sense of tension that could not be ignored.

Soaking in water all the time is not an option.

After a pause, he began to move.

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Mu Yan came out of the bathroom with Feng Qian in his arms.

The girl still didn't wake up, and she also put on a pure white nightdress.

The temperature on Mu Yan's face was astonishingly hot.

In the end, even though they didn't wash together, he helped each other wash the whole process.

After carrying the girl to the bed, he turned back to the bathroom and took a shower.

When she came out again, the little girl on the bed was wrapped in a quilt and was sleeping deeply.

He paused, stood there and stared at the girl for a long time, then slowly approached.

He lifted the quilt and lay beside the girl.

He turned sideways and took the girl next to him into his arms.

She said she was the one to bully, but she fell asleep.

He smiled helplessly.

Returning to the small plane this time is not under preparation, and the divine power can support him for a while.

He was a little greedy for the warmth of the moment.

Holding the girl in my arms seems to make people forget everything, leaving only a kind of sweetness that belongs to her alone.

He turned off the lights.

In the dark night, a light golden light gradually dissipated with the wind, silently.