Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

No one can see through the true inner thoughts of this young Mr. President.

The other person's amber eyes seemed to have a layer of natural barriers, making it impossible for people to discern the person's true emotions from these eyes.

The feeling of Mr. President has always been indifferent and alienated, elegant and rigorous.

Even if it is doing sloppy actions, it will not appear frivolous.

…

The car drove to the door of Fengqian's old house.

When the security guard at the night watch saw the license plate, he was instantly jolted, and his tiredness disappeared.

He blinked again in disbelief.

That's right.

It's Mr. President's car.

The security immediately pressed the switch and the retractable door opened.

The car drove right in.

Mr. President's car, even if it is a high imitation, cannot be imitated.

This is also the reason why the security did not check the direct entry.

not to mention.

The person in the car can't be blamed either.

The security guard just silently called and informed Feng Yu.

Yan Sheng's car did not drive into the garage.

Instead, it stopped at the door of the main house.

The amber eyes of the young man in the car were sparse and indifferent.

Long legs overlap.

The hands are also folded together.

Yan Sheng didn't move.

Always keep this posture.

The girl hadn't woken up yet, and leaned her face on Yan Sheng's shoulder.

Soon.

The door to the main house opened.

Feng Yu and the original owner's mother Mu Qing both went out.

Mu Qing held Feng Yu's arm.

Before, Feng Yu received news from the housekeeper.

Yan Sheng wants to send Qian Qian back in person.

Just got another call from the security guard.

people have arrived.

The husband and wife hadtily packed up and went out to greet them.

For Yan Sheng, the young president.

Feng Yu is also very appreciated.

Otherwise, he would not have promised Yan Lao, let the two children meet and cultivate their relationship.

but……

The Yan family sent Qian Qian back in person.

This was something he didn't expect.

The car at the door was silent for a long time.

Feng Yu stepped forward, raised his hand and locked the door.

After a while, the window was rolled down.

The man in the car casually glanced out the window and said politely, "Uncle Feng."

The tone is polite, and because of Mr. President's own temperament, it brings a bit of alienation.

"Yeah." Feng Yu nodded, "Excuse me to send Qian Qian back personally."

After finishing speaking, Feng Yu glanced past Yan Sheng, and caught a glimpse of the girl sleeping in a daze.

Seeing her daughter leaning on Yan Sheng's shoulder, Feng Yu couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

Yan Sheng also noticed Feng Yu's sight.

Obviously, he was looking at the girl beside him.

Yan Sheng didn't change his face, and explained in a low voice: "The child is sleepy, so he fell asleep first. I'll take her out of the car."

Feng Yu was a little surprised by Yan Sheng's words.

The wind mother Mu Qing next to her also looked at her baby girl and the young president of country Z with some gossip.

but……

Child?

this title.

Does this treat Qian Qian as a child?

"Then trouble A Sheng."

Feng Yu politely said.

Yan Sheng curled the corners of his lips lightly, his voice very light: "No trouble."

The voice fell, and Mr. President put down his long overlapping legs.

Leaning slightly, one hand held the back of the girl's head.

At the same time, it moved slightly.

The hand leaning on the girl's side was against the back seat, passed through the girl's back, and placed it on the girl's slender waist.

Then he released the hand that was protecting the girl's head and slowly passed under the girl's knees.

Posture is adjusted.

Yan Sheng opened her legs, bent over, and carefully hugged the girl and got out of the car.

Very sweet.

Feng Yu couldn't see through this young Mr. President anymore.

He is shallow...

Can't tell if it's liking, or... the care of the elders for the younger?