The soft and tender princess is loved by everyone and the love-brains just want to get on top

"I like it." Yan Jiaojiao nodded honestly and replied.

"As long as Jiaojiao likes it." Seeing that she liked it, Song Shiyan felt that these things were still useful.

He just wanted to make people happy, and now his goal has been achieved.

"Host, he is so romantic, but now there is bad news and good news, which one do you want to hear first?" Cha Cha said in a way that somewhat ruined the atmosphere.

"Whatever, just tell me."

"Let me tell you the bad news first. Where do you think these things came from? The host doesn't have them in this era."

Not here?

"Where did Song Shiyan get it?" Yan Jiaojiao asked.

But for some reason I had a guess in my mind.

"The host is so smart, he should have guessed that Song Shiyan was bought from Su Zhuqing."

Su Zhuqing?

Yan Jiaojiao naturally remembered this name. This was the name that Cha Cha had told her about, the person who would take away her luck.

"But why is this bad news?" Yan Jiaojiao asked with some confusion.

Song Shiyan bought fireworks from Su Zhuqing to make her happy, which should be a good thing for her.

"Because Su Zhuqing has come into contact with Song Shiyan, she has obtained some of Song Shiyan's luck value, which is not a good thing for the host." Cha Cha said slowly.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because Su Zhuqing's way of gaining luck is very simple. She only needs to show her talents in front of these people to naturally attract their attention. The longer she stays with them, the more luck she will gain. Over time, the host will die tragically on the street, just like the plot in the book."

"So the host has to speed up the progress of the strategy." Cha Cha added: "But the good news is that the host does not need to worry too much, her luck value will not have any effect on you now.

Ok.

"Where did you get these things?" Yan Jiaojiao asked softly.

Song Shiyan didn't think much about it. Seeing her asking this, he said, "I bought it from someone else."

"Can you take me to meet him?" Yan Jiaojiao hooked his finger and said coquettishly.

"Hmm? What does Jiaojiao want to do?" When Song Shiyan heard her say that, he neither agreed nor refused, but asked back.

"I'm just curious. Just tell me whether you want to take it or not." Seeing that he didn't agree, Yan Jiaojiao deliberately shook off his hand coquettishly.

"Okay, I'll bring Jiaojiao to meet you some other day." Song Shiyan lowered his eyes slightly and held the hand that she had just shaken off.

He slowly kneaded her fair and tender hands. Her hands were a little cold, obviously different from his own temperature.

Song Shiyan took her hand in his own and held it to warm her hands.

"I knew that Ayan was the best." Yan Jiaojiao knew that he would agree to her, and said with a smile on her face.

"Jiaojiao is good at coaxing people." Song Shiyan raised his eyebrows slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his hand to touch her face.

How could he not see her little thoughts? If he hadn't agreed to her, she might have been different.

Yan Jiaojiao ignored him and raised her hand to pull down the hand that was touching her face.

"Should we go back? I'm feeling a little cold."

What Yan Jiaojiao said was true. When she came out, she just found a piece of clothes to put on. She never thought that the temperature on the mountain was a bit low. She always felt the cold wind seeping into her skin.

No wonder her hands felt a little cold just now.

Song Shiyan didn't feel cold, but it was obvious that the person in his arms was different from him.

Song Shiyan pressed her into his arms, asking her to hug him tightly around his waist, with a lazy smile in his voice: "Then Jiaojiao must hold me tight."

Yan Jiaojiao lay on his chest and said with a smile: "I know, I know, let's go back quickly, I'm sleepy."

Song Shiyan hummed lightly.

When they went back, Yan Jiaojiao didn't look at him, but just lay quietly in his arms.

Mainly because the cool breeze at night made her cheeks feel a little uncomfortable, so she simply hid in Song Shiyan's arms.

After a while, the two returned to the princess's mansion.

The princess's mansion was quiet and most people had turned off the lights and gone to bed.

However, because there were secret guards and other people in the dark in the princess's mansion, Song Shiyan originally planned to come in directly, but after thinking about it, he decided to hide his tracks.

"We're here, Jiaojiao." Song Shiyan called out softly to Yan Jiaojiao in his arms, but there was no response.

Song Shiyan lifted the clothes covering her face and found that she was already asleep.

Song Shiyan pinched her face helplessly. How could she fall asleep in such a short time?

"Jiaojiao?" Song Shiyan called her again, trying to wake her up.

Yan Jiaojiao woke up in a daze, mainly because of his kneading of her face.

"Why do you always touch my face? You haven't washed your hands yet, they are so dirty." Yan Jiaojiao glared at him unhappily.

He had just returned to the room and hadn't had time to do anything.

Song Shiyan chuckled softly and looked at her without saying anything.

She has quite a lot of delicate little requests.

Yan Jiaojiao ignored him and went behind the screen again, took off her coat and hung it aside.

When she walked out, Song Shiyan was still sitting at the dressing table, playing with her hairpin in his hand.

But the one in his hand seemed to be the one Lu Rangzhou bought for her the last time he went out.

But Song Shiyan definitely didn't know, so Yan Jiaojiao was fearless and didn't feel anything at all.

"Isn't Ayan going back yet?" Yan Jiaojiao yawned at the right time and asked lazily.

Song Shiyan turned his head upon hearing the voice and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Jiaojiao wants to send me away so easily?"

When he spoke, his eyes tended to slightly raise up, with some indescribable teasing meaning.

"Then what do you want?" Yan Jiaojiao asked.

Considering that he had specially prepared something to coax her tonight, she asked symbolically with reluctance.

As for whether it can be done, it is up to her anyway.

Song Shiyan instantly floated to her side and gently lifted her chin with his fingers.

The distance between the two of them shortened in an instant, the man's familiar breath pressed down, and his eyebrows and eyes were close at hand.

His thin lips were slightly cool, and he kissed her lips.

Yan Jiaojiao's eyes widened slightly and her eyelashes trembled. Before she could react, he had already withdrawn.

"Go to sleep, I'm leaving." Song Shiyan left after saying this.

Yan Jiaojiao blinked her eyes. She was a little uncomfortable with the man being so restrained today.

She went back to her bed, lay down, and slowly fell asleep.

The next day.

Ning Luoxi said that she would take Yan Jiaojiao to a good place and let her change into men's clothes.

Yan Jiaojiao didn't ask, and after changing, she left the house with her.

It was not until the two of them stood in front of the door of Qingsheng Tower that the scent of rouge and powder hit them in the face.

"Isn't this the good place you mentioned?" Yan Jiaojiao asked with some doubt.