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

Song Shiyan didn't say anything, but his feet followed honestly.

"Princess, shall we go straight back home?"

Fu Yue secretly observed Yan Jiaojiao's expression and asked tentatively.

Yan Jiaojiao slowed down her pace a little, and then slowly answered her: "Of course."

The next moment, the person behind her forcibly pulled her hand.

Yan Jiaojiao didn't intend to pay attention to him.

If Song Shiyan didn't want to, he naturally couldn't break free.

Even if he broke free, Song Shiyan would definitely grab him again, so he simply didn't bother to do it anymore.

Song Shiyan tried to talk to Yan Jiaojiao, but after trying several times, Yan Jiaojiao never responded to him once.

She didn't even raise her drooping eyelashes, and her eyes didn't give him any attention.

The people following behind him were sweating profusely.

It was the first time he saw his master willingly coaxing someone, and he couldn't help but admire Yan Jiaojiao.

But all this seemed to be of no use, Yan Jiaojiao still turned a blind eye to her master's flattery.

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have done it in the first place.

When Yan Jiaojiao was about to get on the carriage, Song Shiyan was finally forced to let her go.

"Fu Yue, go back to the princess's mansion."

Yan Jiaojiao's voice came from inside the car.

Fu Yue responded and was about to go up.

Song Shiyan got on the carriage first, then gave a light instruction to his subordinates, asking them to go back to the inn first.

After he said that, he got into the carriage.

After seeing him get on, Fu Yue looked at the person who was ruthlessly abandoned by Song Shiyan with a little sympathy, and also got on the carriage, but she sat outside sensibly.

"Go back to the princess's house."

After Fu Yue sat firmly, she turned around and said to the driver.

The carriage started moving slowly and headed towards the princess's mansion.

After entering the carriage, Song Shiyan sat next to Yan Jiaojiao.

Yan Jiaojiao treated him as if he didn't exist and leaned back on the jade pillow with her eyes closed.

She is talking to Chacha.

"Congratulations to the host. Shen Zhiyin's favorability has increased by 25%. The current favorability is 65%."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I thought it was a pity to see the exciting Shura Field, but I didn't expect it to be so dull. It seems that Shen Zhiyin and Song Shiyan are not very good. They compromised so easily."

After Cha Cha reported the progress of the favorability value, she began to comment seriously.

"What other exciting scenes do you want to see?" Yan Jiaojiao asked leisurely.

"Hehe, of course it's a lot more exciting than this." Cha Cha's words were a little vague, and it was obvious that she was intentionally covering up.

If they were to say it, it would be something that cannot be broadcast, and it doesn't want to be censored.

Yan Jiaojiao snorted and asked, "When did Shen Zhiyin's favorability increase?"

"The last time the host went on a boat trip with him, and just now when I saw Song Shiyan taking you away."

Cha Cha explained it in great detail.

She guessed it.

Sure enough, it's not the time to say that her is the one my heart belongs to.

On the surface, he said that he loved her, but in fact, seeing her being taken away by another man was just a manifestation of possessiveness.

Song Shiyan saw that she closed her eyes and didn't move again. After a long time, he thought she fell asleep.

Just as he was about to reach out and hug her, Yan Jiaojiao opened her eyes before he touched her.

There was confusion in his eyes, as if asking what he wanted to do.

Now that he was discovered, Song Shiyan no longer concealed it and said softly, "Jiaojiao will feel more comfortable sleeping in my arms."

Yan Jiaojiao just looked at him without saying anything, as if she had made up her mind to ignore him.

Song Shiyan half coaxed and half hugged her into his arms, and Yan Jiaojiao neither agreed nor resisted.

She just found a comfortable position in his arms and closed her eyes, as if she was just treating him as a tool.

"Jiaojiao." Song Shiyan called in a low voice, "Can you talk to me?"

Seeing that Yan Jiaojiao ignored him and looked like she didn't want to talk, Song Shiyan didn't get angry, but just coaxed her to speak in a low voice.

As if she felt he was a little annoyed, Yan Jiaojiao changed her posture, took the jade pillow beside her and placed it between the two of them, then buried her face in the pillow, obviously not wanting to pay attention to him.

Song Shiyan raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that her angry look at the moment was inexplicably cute.

He began to reflect that he seemed to have been a little fierce just now. After all, Yan Jiaojiao was very delicate, and she lost face after being unintentionally pushed away by him, so it was inevitable that she would be angry.

It's his problem anyway, he just needs to be more patient and try to appease others.

Song Shiyan reached out and pulled her out of the pillow, removed the jade pillow in the middle, and gently kissed the tip of her white ear. He said in a low voice: "Princess, please don't be angry, okay? It was my fault just now. I shouldn't have shaken off your hand."

The warm touch was extremely obvious, even though I was not being kissed.

"Princess, if you ignore me again, I will kiss you." Song Shiyan said with a smile.

Yan Jiaojiao realized later that every time at this time, he seemed to prefer calling her princess rather than her name.

What kind of strange habit is this?

"You scoundrel! Who allowed you to kiss me?" Seeing that he was still in the mood to joke, Yan Jiaojiao glared at him angrily.

He was clearly apologizing, so why did he become even more shameless?

Song Shiyan looked at her angry expression, his face slightly reddened, and his pretty eyebrows and eyes were also tinged with a bit of sadness.

She has a typical princess temperament and is very hard to please, but she is really pretty.

He thought this was interesting.

Song Shiyan felt relieved when he saw that she finally spoke.

"Princess, you are so beautiful, don't be angry all the time. You won't look good when you are angry." Song Shiyan played with her black hair that fell in front of her clothes, his voice low and pleasant.

Yan Jiaojiao snorted coldly and retorted in an unhappy tone: "I don't know who is the culprit."

"It's me. I made Jiaojiao unhappy. Can Jiaojiao forgive me?"

Song Shiyan stopped teasing her, but held her face and spoke seriously.

"Jiaojiao, please don't be angry, okay?"

Song Shiyan's voice was bewitching, and he approached her intentionally, with his seductive face right in front of her.

Yan Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment.

"Song Shiyan!"

Yan Jiaojiao raised her hand and ravaged his face. This man's skin was well maintained.

She was almost about to say it, but suddenly came to her senses before she could say it.

Song Shiyan saw that her eyes had become clear, which was a pity, as she was just a little bit away from seducing his Jiaojiao.

"Are you deliberately bewitching me?" Yan Jiaojiao asked while slapping his face.

After she had vented her anger for a while, Song Shiyan took those slender fingers into his palm and hugged her tighter.

He raised his lips and chuckled, but his eyes looked innocent as he replied, "What are you doing on purpose? Why can't I understand what Jiaojiao is saying?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiaojiao glared at him again and increased the strength of her movements.

"Don't touch my face!"