"No! Impossible! Nonsense!"

Yingqian's face was solemn, and her eyes looking at Michael were full of determination.

"The Queen works very hard every day. Not only does she have to take care of state affairs, but she also often worries about His Highness the Prince. She has even stopped talking!"

Michael blinked.

His eyes moved slowly around Yingqian's slightly rounded jaw.

Yingqian immediately covered half of his face.

Is she fat?

Is she really fat?

Probably because of the disguise.

otherwise.

The food in the palace is really good.

In addition, Aoli tastes very delicious.

Watch Tai eat.

Yingqian was still muttering in her heart.

His wrist was suddenly held by a pair of slightly cool palms.

She raised her head.

He met Michael's smiling eyes.

"You look good."

His palm slowly slid upward.

Covering Yingqian's little hand.

"And he's not fat at all."

Yingqian raised his head.

Her hands were still cupping her cheeks.

He was covered by Michael again.

The whole person is in a state of confusion and boredom.

Michael came close to her at some point.

distance between each other.

It has gone far beyond the boundaries of strangers.

He seemed to be studying Yingqian's face carefully.

The eyes are focused and gentle.

It's like looking at some precious treasure.

Ying's shallow breathing was already filled with Michael's unique breath.

He is like the white snow on the top of the mountain.

It's like the first breeze blowing across the lake in spring.

Yingqian couldn't help but sniff.

Don't say it.

I haven't smelled Michael's scent for a while.

I still miss it.

Even if it’s just a thought.

She felt that she had become abnormal for no reason.

Yingqian's eyes were a little wandering.

Although he was looking at Michael, his mind had already flown to nowhere.

Until my jaw hurts slightly.

It felt like it was pinched hard.

She finally came back to her senses and went to see Michael again.

"Big brother..."

"Um."

Michael responded softly.

His eyes were fixed between her eyebrows for a long time.

Then he slowly moved away.

"Sorry, did I scare you?"

"No." Ying Qian lowered her voice, tried to act innocent, and said with a pout, "Brother, do you think my face is too chubby to look good?"

She has never used repeated words several times in her life.

Of course.

Swear words don't count.

The system also listened to music, and there was a hint of ridicule in the electronic music.

[Is the host shy? She is coy, like a little girl! 】

"What if?"

Ying Qian had a wooden face.

"I'm not a little girl, can I still be your long-lost wild father?"

The system was immediately scolded and crashed.

"No."

Michael shook his head.

The brown eyes looking at her were still clear and pure.

Like the finest gems.

He looked at Yingqian steadily and said seriously:

"No matter how girls are, they are not fat."

Everything Michael said and did seemed to be filled with magic.

His every word.

They are all like a glance of the Holy Word.

Make people unconscious, convinced and recognized.

"Big brother still..."

Yingqian slapped his hand away, took half a step back, and whispered softly:

"The words are quite pleasant."

Her voice is very soft.

Even I couldn't hear clearly.

Let alone Michael.

Michael didn't mind Yingqian's resistance either.

Naturally, he took a step forward and asked again:

"By the way, I still don't know what your name is?"

"I?"

Yingqian pursed her lips.

A moment.

There are many names that cross my mind.

But in the end it was still firmly entrenched in my mind.

All that's left is a prison-like existence.

Ying Qian half-closed his eyes and said softly:

"Clyde, my name...is Clyde."
To be continued...