Raiding That Tsundere [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Jingshu moved into the little prince's room. The servants of the little prince's house were very slow to take care of the old room, but they were very quick to add something to his master's room. Even Wen Jingshu's clothes had already been bought. More than a dozen sets of ready-to-wear.

Also don't know the size they know.

Wen Jingshu had a good meal in the prime minister's mansion, but compared to the one in the prince's mansion, it was nothing but scum, because the taste was good, and the target of the attack was by his side. It seemed that the difficulty of the attack was not too high. Attracted Hua Zhirong's attention.

"Didn't Xie Tianyou say that the idiot is the most sympathetic and cherishes jade, and doesn't even give you enough food?" Hua Zhirong was dissatisfied.

Wen Jingshu had no choice but to put down the rice bowl in his hand, and the little prince was even more dissatisfied: "Can this king be the same as that pig? What's wrong with the huge palace that lacks a bowl of rice for you? Eat when you are not full, as if this king deliberately abused you." Like you."

Wen Jingshu had no choice but to eat another half a bowl on top of the [-]% full meal. In order to appease the young prince, he specially emphasized: "I'm full."

"If you are full, you are full. If you are not full after eating two and a half bowls, this king will think you have picked up a rice bucket." Hua Zhirong put down her chopsticks slowly and said.

"..." How many years will you be sentenced for beating the prince?Waiting online, very urgent.

After the meal, Hua Zhirong dragged Wen Jingshu to the small pavilion in the center of the garden, and called it moon appreciation.

Wen Jingshu glanced at the dark night sky and decided not to speak.

Hua Zhirong waited for a long time but didn't see the moon, she ate the pastry silently and shivered.

"My lord, the grassroots are tired." Wen Jingshu finally couldn't stand it anymore, and gave the lord a step down.

Hua Zhirong was really refreshed: "You don't have to be so restrained in front of this king, just call yourself by your name. Since Jing Shu is sleepy, go and rest."

Seeing the magnanimous look of the little prince, Wen Jingshu lost the last bit of nervousness. Although Tsundere is Tsundere, it's good to be easy to talk to.

Now that the weather has just entered spring, it is already a little hot, so it is natural to take a bath before going to bed.

The little prince walked in front of Wen Jingshu, and when he walked into the room, he pretended to glance at him casually: "You all step back, and leave Jingshu to serve me."

The maidservants looked at Wen Jingshu anxiously, and Wen Jingshu smiled at them gently: "Leave it to me."

The maidservants blushed and retreated slowly.

When Wen Jingshu turned his head again, he saw that the little prince had blushed and glared at him: "Attract bees and butterflies!"

"..." Wen Jingshu didn't understand, isn't the little prince his target?His attribute is still Tsundere, to be reasonable, no matter how he behaves now, he seems to have been captured by him, and he is jealous all the time. Could it be that to capture Tsundere means to capture that the target is not Tsundere to him, and open his heart?

Wen Jingshu wanted to ask the system, but his system was beautiful and refined, it didn't exist in his mind like others, but flew beside him, so he couldn't communicate with it in front of people.

"My lord, let Jing Shu undress you." Wen Jingshu decided to put this question to the back of his mind and solve the immediate problem.

Hua Zhirong licked his lips, held his head up and opened his arms to ask Wen Jingshu to undress him.

When Wen Jingshu took off the last obscene clothes, Hua Zhirong felt uncomfortable. He twisted left and right, and the small and white ear shells behind his head turned red. Although he couldn't see the scene ahead, Wen Jingshu You can also guess the face of the arrogant little prince in front of you.

His heart moved, he thought of his mission, boldly, his hands slowly wrapped around Hua Zhirong's slender waist, and then slowly hugged the little prince tightly into his arms, letting his breath completely invade The little prince was breathing.

"Your face." He leaned against the little prince's already red ears, whispering softly, his voice was already clear and pleasant, but now it was deliberately lowered, with a bit of charm, which only made people feel numb all over.

Wen Jingshu clearly saw that the little prince's neck was dyed pink at a visible speed.The body in his arms was also completely frozen, unable to move.

"Zhirong." He called again softly, more tenderly and tenderly, the little prince finally came to his senses, deliberately pretending to be vicious, but because of shyness he became stuttering: "What, what! "

"You're so pretty." Wen Jingshu chuckled, and his warm breath fell on Hua Zhirong's neck. Hua Zhirong's body became more and more stiff, and he didn't know what to do.

"This king, this king is, of course, beautiful!" Hua Zhirong used great strength to break free from Wen Jingshu's embrace. Xu Xu stopped it, and let the little prince go.

The little prince left the embrace of the people behind him, and felt a little lost for no reason. He quickly suppressed this loss, turned around and panted, and said viciously: "Wen Jingshu! Who allows you to hug like this?" Is it the king?"

Wen Jingshu looked at Hua Zhirong, and sure enough, Hua Zhirong's cheeks were flushed, not like someone who was about to take a bath, but rather like taking a bath for too long, reddened by the steam, making her look even more gorgeous and charming. Jing Shu also felt that his throat was a little tight, and the target of the attack was too pretty and delicious.

"Jing Shu...can't help it." Wen Jingshu frowned, with a look of remorse, not like a fake.

Hua Zhirong glanced at him suspiciously, seeing that he was really annoyed, and inexplicably felt a little proud in her heart: "Then I will forgive you, I will not do it again next time."

Seeing him like this, Wen Jingshu thinks he is really cute, and it's not that he particularly rejects this kind of task.

"Jing Shuyi takes a bath for the prince." I don't know if it was because of the hug just now, but Hua Zhirong calmed down a lot. Wen Jingshu took off his clothes again, and he didn't move left or right anymore. Wen Jingshu still felt It's a pity, compared to the tsundere little prince, Ai's shy face is cuter.

After sending the little prince into the bath, Wen Jingshu knelt beside the bath to help him wipe his back.

The water vapor in the bathroom is very heavy, surrounded by Hua Zhirong, there is really a bit of smoky hazy feeling, and he is even more fair than snow, Wen Jingshu wipes it carefully, a little afraid of leaving such a fragile skin It was scratched.

"Why are you rubbing so lightly?" Hua Zhirong was dissatisfied.

Wen Jingshu just woke up like a dream, he smiled and shook his head, he really didn't know what he was thinking.

"What are you laughing at?" Hua Zhirong heard the laughter and was curious.

Wen Jingshu somehow thought of the blushing look of the little prince in his arms just now, he bent down, pressed against the little prince's ear, and exhaled: "Secret."

The little prince's exposed skin turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, he just gave Wen Jingshu a fierce look, and raised his head arrogantly: "Hmph!"

Without blaming him, Wen Jingshu squinted his eyes, as if he knew how to attack Tsundere.