Yingqian looked confused.

What's wrong with this girl?

Are you afraid that you won't be able to get married?

They even have it delivered to your door.

She is a princess.

He was so anxious that he wanted to drag Michael into the church and get married in the next second.

She doesn't look like a princess at all.

Pulin didn't think anything was wrong.

Standing next to Michael, looking up at him with a smile on his face.

Yingqian was too embarrassed to say it.

Although Pulin is a cute and charming little girl.

Plus a complicated and expensive dress.

You can also be complimented with a few beautiful words.

But compared to Michael...

Too cruel.

Yingqian covered her face.

She couldn't bear to look at it a second time.

These two people don't even look like the same species.

You must use a metaphor.

That Michael will be the perfect god in heaven.

And Pulin...

The high chair was worn out.

Yingqian swore.

There was nothing selfish about her comments at all.

He even helped Pulin a little bit.

If it were anyone else, they would probably be even crueler.

But it's not their fault.

The main thing is that Michael's face is so damn good-looking.

Yingqian is a master who is used to male sex.

Everyone has to admit it.

Michael was the most beautiful person she had ever seen.

There is no one.

"Princess Pulin." Yingqian cleared her throat, trying her best not to look at Michael when looking at Pulin, "The banquet we have prepared for you will start soon. You have been working hard on the road, so why not start first?"

Let’s go back and rest for a while?”

"Rest? But I'm not very tired."

Pulin didn't look at Yingqian, she just put on a smiling face, stared straight at Michael, and said:

"But if Michael stays with me, I am willing to rest... No, I can do whatever you want!"

Yingqian realized it.

This child Pulin is simply driven by lust.

Xun's head is broken.

This is where Michael must be entangled.

She was still laughing and watching the fun.

The electronic sound of the system suddenly rang in my mind.

[Host, don’t be so happy! Michael is the male protagonist of this world, and the host only has fifteen favorability points now!]

Yingqian's hand secretly reached for the cake, but paused in mid-air.

She stepped forward immediately.

Standing between Pulin and Michael.

smiled and said:

"I'm very sorry, Her Royal Highness Princess Pulin, my little prince has a lot of things to do and can't accompany you to rest. But I have a good candidate."

Yingqian turned around and whispered to the maid:

"Where's Aulë? Find him quickly and tell him that this is a more important task than protecting the king!"

The maid was stunned.

Confused, I ran to find someone.

Michael also heard what Yingqian said.

A smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

His eyes flickered.

Across the baby's pale white neck.

It was fixed on her earlobes with a hint of pink.

So cute.

he thought.

"I don't want anyone else, I just want Michael to be with me!"

When Pulin heard that Michael could not accompany her, she immediately pouted, her face full of dissatisfaction.

"Wouldn't it be better to leave those things to others? If they can't do it well, wouldn't it be appropriate for you, Queen Mother, to handle it? In short, don't disturb Michael and me!"

What she said was very natural.

Even Yingqian has become a servant who can be commanded by Her Highness the Princess at will.

As for Michael.

He should put down everything to accompany her, the noble and great princess fiancée.

Ying Qian laughed angrily.

She has a crush on a young girl like Pulin.

He has been very polite and tolerant.

But I can't stand it, this is just a person who is pushing his nose against his face.

"You seem to have seen it wrong."

Yingqian smiled as brightly as a spring breeze, and even patted Pu Lin's shoulder affectionately, with a very gentle tone.

"This is not your small country with one-third of an acre, and you are not qualified to tell me and my little prince what to do on my territory."

Pulin was stunned.

Only then did she look away from Michael.

"Mother..." She opened her mouth and her eyes widened in surprise, "What are you talking about? I am Michael's fiancée, and we will soon be a family! Why are you so cruel to me? Mi

Gal!"

Pulin frowned.

He looked at Michael again.

In his eyes, there was a mixture of prayer and grievance flashing.

What a pity.

Michael didn't even look at her.

His eyes focused on Ying Qian.

Not moved away for a second.

Yingqian covered her mouth and let out a vicious female partner's standard sneer from her throat.

"Who is your family? I'm sorry, I haven't agreed to let you in yet, little princess."

"Queen mother..."
To be continued...