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

"What do you think?" Yan Jiaojiao looked at him with a smile.

This guy is just the same. He disappears every other day and really treats her princess mansion as a hotel.

"Of course I miss the princess." Song Shiyan said to her with a smile on his face.

Fu Yue watched the two people talking intimately and swallowed back the words she was about to say.

Forget it, it’s not too late to tell the princess next time.

"Princess, I still have some things to do, so I will go down first." Fu Yue said very sensibly.

"Go ahead." Yan Jiaojiao said lightly.

Song Shiyan was unrestrained every time he saw her, and it was good that Fu Yue was not around.

Although she was used to it, Fu Yue still knew nothing.

Song Shiyan didn't say anything, and Yan Jiaojiao didn't speak first either, but continued to tease her parrot.

He looked at Yan Jiaojiao, who was concentrating on teasing the parrot without paying any attention to him, and felt inexplicably unhappy.

"Who sent this parrot Jiaojiao?" Song Shi asked vaguely.

"Don't you know everything?" Yan Jiaojiao asked instead of answering.

"Jiaojiao is very smart, but I don't know when Jiaojiao got to know the people of the Demon Cult?"

Seeing her outspokenness, Song Shiyan's eyes turned slightly cold.

"Of course I helped him, so this is his thank you gift to me." Yan Jiaojiao said calmly.

She knew that Song Shiyan had arranged secret guards in the princess's mansion, and he must be aware of all the things that were happening in public.

But according to Cha Cha, Jun Siyan's kung fu is very powerful, and the secret guards naturally cannot find him. If it were Song Shiyan, it would be a different story.

But Song Shiyan probably didn't have time to monitor her all the time.

Therefore, Yan Jiaojiao was fearless.

After she said that, even if Song Shiyan had suspicions, he couldn't find any evidence and couldn't do anything.

"Really? I thought he was attracted to Jiaojiao and wanted to express it to her." Song Shiyan said with interest.

"What do you mean?" Yan Jiaojiao asked puzzledly, not knowing why he would think of this.

How does giving a parrot as a gift have anything to do with happiness?

Seeing her somewhat puzzled expression, Song Shiyan narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering if she really didn't know or was pretending.

"Don't you know, Jiaojiao? Parrots only have one partner in their lifetime. They are very loyal to love, so parrots are regarded as a symbol of love. Giving a parrot as a gift means being happy, doesn't it?"

He stared at Yan Jiaojiao's face and spoke word by word, as if he was afraid of missing any expression on her face.

She really didn't know this.

It was also the first time that Yan Jiaojiao heard that the word "parrot" had such a meaning. She thought that it was just a toy that Jun Siyan came up with casually and gave to her for fun because he was in a good mood.

Jun Siyan doesn't seem to understand these things. He is very dull when it comes to love between men and women.

"I really don't know." Yan Jiaojiao blinked, her eyes full of innocence.

Song Shiyan couldn't stand her looking at him with such innocent eyes, which made him want to make her cry...

But now is clearly not the right time.

"Jiaojiao is really good at attracting bees and butterflies."

Song Shiyan's tone was a little sour, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Of course, otherwise how could we recruit Ah Yan? Ah Yan, am I right?" Yan Jiaojiao chuckled and said seriously.

Song Shiyan looked at Mu Huan again.

I don't know what she was thinking, but she was smiling.

Her eyes were crystal clear and misty, as if hiding a temptation, enchanting and alluring.

He felt his heart was hooked.

Song Shiyan stood up and walked towards her.

He sat next to her and put his arms around her waist from behind.

Her waist was very slender, and the warmth of her skin was transmitted through the thin fabric. Song Shiyan subconsciously exerted force.

Yan Jiaojiao did not resist. She followed his movements, softened her body, and leaned into his arms without using any strength.

She raised her head and said coquettishly, "What?"

Song Shiyan's Adam's apple slid unconsciously.

He lowered his head, looked at her innocent eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, touched her fair ears with his lips, and said, "Jiaojiao deliberately seduced me?"

He deliberately lowered his voice, and with his hot breath, it seemed a little hoarse.

Yan Jiaojiao looked puzzled, with an innocent look in her eyes, and asked, "What?"

Song Shiyan didn't say anything. He turned her around, buried half of his face in her hair, grabbed her wrist with his right hand and held it in front of him.

He let her press tightly against him, his movements intimate and natural, as if he treasured her.

But it also seemed like a confinement, making her unable to move.

Yan Jiaojiao changed to a more comfortable position and sat next to him. It was a free jade pillow, so why not use it?

Anyway, Song Shiyan can't do anything to her now.

Just because of her movements, her soft body pressed tightly against Song Shiyan, and her unique fragrance came over bit by bit.

Song Shiyan put a little more strength in his hands, and there was a turbulent undercurrent in his dark eyes.

Yan Jiaojiao was playing with his hand with her brows lowered.

Song Shiyan's hands were white and slender, with pink fingertips, more like a woman than hers. Yan Jiaojiao secretly complained in her heart.

The sudden increase in force on her waist made her frown and she said angrily, "You hurt me!"

"Squeamish."

Song Shiyan said lightly, but he silently lightened the strength in his hands so as not to make her feel uncomfortable.

Yan Jiaojiao naturally felt it and continued to play with his hand.

"Now that Jiaojiao knows what the parrot means, what are you going to do with it?"

Song Shiyan spoke at an inappropriate time.

"Since I've accepted it, I'll keep it." Yan Jiaojiao said casually.

Song Shiyan's eyes darkened, and he warned with a half-smile: "Jiaojiao knows what kind of people you recruit, don't let the time pass..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yan Jiaojiao's action.

She raised her head, wrapped her arms around his neck, and winked at him.

She was really close to him, close enough that he could see clearly the watery eyes under the long eyelashes. Those were a pair of eyes that could speak, moving and alluring.

"Ah Yan is jealous?"

Yan Jiaojiao smiled with her eyes curved, and asked back with a rising tone.

When Song Shiyan heard her ask this, he was stunned for a moment and did not answer. Instead, he said stiffly: "Why do you think so?"

"So that's not the case. I thought A Yan couldn't eat it?" Seeing that he didn't admit it, Yan Jiaojiao seemed a little disappointed, and there seemed to be a hint of regret in her eyes.

Song Shiyan naturally didn't miss it, so she was disappointed because he didn't admit it?

Song Shiyan's eyes moved slightly, and he continued to ask according to her words.

"Jealous... so what?"

Yan Jiaojiao curled her lips and smiled with watery eyes.

She pushed him towards the beauty couch behind her, supported her hands on his chest, and bit his lips lightly.

Just touch and leave.

She leaned close to his ear and whispered softly.

"I don't want to recruit anyone else, I only want to recruit you. Is this satisfactory, Ayan?"