Auli's round body was blocked from the door.

Yingqian smacked her lips in regret.

But when I looked up.

Then she saw Michael looking at her with a very strange look.

Ying Qian subconsciously touched his face.

"There's nothing on my face, what's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing."

Michael lowered his eyes, covering the flash of darkness in his eyes.

He hesitated for half a second.

Then take a step forward.

The long fingers tidied the messy hair on the baby's temples.

His mouth seemed to ask casually:

"The queen seems to like Aulë very much?"

"Um."

Yingqian nodded and plucked his long hair twice.

"How cute, don't you think?"

She really liked that little fat guy.

Or rather.

Yingqian has a little fondness for all simple characters who can see everything at a glance.

no way.

The people she had come into contact with before.

It's all too difficult.

Each thought is heavier than the last.

One sentence can have eighty meanings.

With too much contact, there are not enough brain cells.

Michael didn't expect that Yingqian would admit it so happily.

He seemed a little surprised.

But soon, the corners of his lips curled up again,

"It is his honor for the queen to like Auli. I also hope that the queen can like more people from this country in the future."

"Including you?"

Yingqian raised his eyebrows.

Take the initiative to take a step forward.

"Your Highness, do you also want to be liked by me?"

There was a coquettish smile on her lips.

Even his pale face had a lot of life in it.

This is an expression that Michael has never seen before.

He couldn't recover for a while.

His eyes were fixed on Ying Qian's bright red lips.

I just feel that arc.

Both provocative.

And cute.

Like a little angel fanning a pair of devil's wings.

He said some words that are tempting to hell.

But his expression was well-behaved and holy.

Only those eyes.

With cunning agility.

He was looking at him calmly.

Yingqian was waiting for Michael's answer.

She is very curious.

What effect will this bright teasing have on a simple little prince living in an ivory tower?

Michael blinked.

Smiled again.

He said:

"Of course I hope so, Your Majesty."

That's it?

Yingqian took a breath of air.

Then secretly rub the Didi system.

"Has your favorability level increased?"

[No, host, it’s still only ten points.]

"It shouldn't be." Yingqian's face was full of confusion. He glanced at Michael secretly and murmured in a low voice: "Doesn't he understand? That's right. He probably hasn't heard of such words. Oh, it's too simple.

The type is also very troublesome.”

Michael didn't seem to think too much.

He placed the document on the table and turned a page at random.

Yingqian leaned against the bedpost.

After thinking about it for a while, I went to see Michael again.

She looked him up and down.

From his beautiful face that made people and gods angry, to his meticulously buttoned neckline, to his narrow waist.

Don't say it yet.

The little prince is not very old.

The figure is quite good.

only...

Yingqian tilted his head and said with some doubts

"Well, you..."

She cleared her throat.

Lowered his voice again.

"The document was held upside down."

"Feel sorry."

Michael's face was expressionless.

He turned the document around and said:

"This matter is rather special and needs to be handled by the Queen. I will read it to you."

"Ah, okay."

Ying Qian nodded.

But he didn't listen to Michael.

Still barefoot, she walked to Michael's side and leaned over to look at the paperwork in his hand.

the distance between them,

In a moment.

has been reduced to the extreme.

Michael's thick eyelashes trembled.
To be continued...