Everyone in the world envies me gl[Quick Transmigration]

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With regret on her face, she immediately pressed Jiao Yinghan's jade shoulders, then pulled up the brocade quilt to cover Jiao Yinghan, jumped off the bed, and rushed out to the door.

As soon as she opened the door, a gust of cool wind blew from outside, rushing across her body from her wide sleeves.

"Ah! Why does it feel so cold?" Xiao Sheng just took a step, and his body was obviously loose and his flesh was shaking a few times.

She lowered her head and touched her chest...

!!

Xiao Sheng:...

At this time, in the night sky, thick black clouds had already covered half the moon, and a faint but cool voice came from the boudoir.

"A Sheng, should I say something to my little girl?"

She turned her head tremblingly, and saw that candles had been quietly lit in the room, and under the dim orange light, the beauty's slender jade fingers held a piece of cloud silk-like cloth...

She: "...the cloth looks so familiar."

Wait... Xiao Sheng reacted, she was dumbfounded, when did she have this thing in her hand?

Wow, this hand speed.

Actually took off...my king's chest wrap in seconds?!!!!!

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☆, Jiao Yinghan

"My lord, can you give my daughter an explanation." Jiao Ying's tone was as cold as ice, gradually rising.

That chill, as if cold air rushed over her body, made her shiver.

Xiao Sheng looked at Jiao Yinghan cautiously.

Jiao Weihei is angry! Definitely angry, what should I do? What should I do? I can only tell the truth, but to be honest, Jiao Yinghan will definitely not forgive me.

what to do!!!

She looked a little at a loss, with a look of confusion about the future.

Will Jiao Yinghan hate me?

Would you be disgusted if you kissed her as a woman?

Will she keep a distance from me in the future?

These bad thoughts flashed by, causing Xiao Sheng to panic for a while, and felt a slightly sour throbbing pain in his heart.

A trace of grief flashed across her eyes, then she raised her head, showing a wry smile: "Han'er, I'm sorry."

"That's the only answer you gave me!" Jiao Yinghan's eyes were deep and dark without any emotion, different from the usual smiling eyes, this kind of eyes seemed to be looking at a stranger.

She looked very bitter in her heart.

Are you really blaming me?

Xiao Sheng felt that her breathing was a bit dull, she took a deep breath, her tone was weak and trembling: "Then the me now...would make you feel sick!"

.....

The trembling sound like a sobbing little hand made Jiao Yinghan slightly taken aback, and soon her expression softened a little.

I knew I was frightening her.

Jiao Yinghan closed her eyes slightly, smiled lightly and said, "Well, it's quite annoying."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Sheng felt that she was really hated, she couldn't help but took a step back, and gradually trembled while holding the door.

"I'm sorry. It's my fault! I really don't want to deceive you." She tried her best to endure the last sentence, and then turned to step out of the boudoir door.

"So kill or cut whatever you want."

The last sentence made Xiao Sheng's mournful eyes covered with a layer of darkness.

As soon as she took a step, the boudoir door was blown by a gust of internal energy and closed.

Xiao Sheng bumped his head against the door.

"It hurts~" She squatted down, finally couldn't help the soreness in her eyes, and the small beads were exposed, and they fell down.

The boudoir by candlelight is full of sighs.

"A Sheng didn't want to listen to me, so he was in a hurry to leave?" Jiao Yinghan stared at her, seeing the thin but slender figure squatting on the ground but refused to stand up.

She couldn't help showing a helpless smile: "I want to know, when did I know you are a daughter?"

Xiao Sheng finally couldn't help raising his head, looked at her with red eyes and said, "Isn't it just now?"

"No, it should be when the painting boat fell into the water." Jiao Yinghan answered honestly, then she lightly raised her left hand, and shook it as if she had nothing to do, with a look of thoughtful inquiry: "It's really small." Pitiful."

Xiao Sheng wiped the corners of his eyes: .... Was her hand weighing my chest just now?

Thinking of this, her face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, like a small tomato.

"You, you woman wolf!" Her tone was full of embarrassment and anger.

Jiao Yinghan saw that she had dissipated the sullen emotions just now, and his eyes became softer: "At that time, Miss Ben was struggling, should I bet or not?"

"Han'er." Xiao Sheng's eyes were very complicated.

At this point, her light tone gradually became emotionally ups and downs: "After all, I am not the kind of boudoir daughter, nor have I ever practiced the so-called three obediences and four virtues."

"These don't bind me."

"It is precisely because my grandfather treated the so-called female celebrities as nothing that I have freedom of thought."

After saying that, Jiao Yinghan stared at Xiao Sheng with ripples in her soft eyes: "Even so, I'm still the eldest lady of Jiao Mansion."

After a few words, every word Jiao Yinghan said hit Xiao Sheng's heart like an accent.

Her pupils shrank sharply, and she was stunned, as if she suddenly understood.

Jiao Yinghan is longing for equality of status, longing for a system of equality between men and women in modern times, but no matter in the past life or the present ancient times, women are bound like shackles.

Whether it is morality or body, neither one is restraining women.

The Tianming Kingdom here is similar to the ancient times in the previous life. The status of women is not as good as that of men.

But a talented woman like Jiao Yinghan can only stay in the deep boudoir. Her talent is buried in the bottom of the sea like a pearl in the sea, unable to be seen by others, unable to show her ambition.

After a while, Xiao Sheng came back to his senses, his eyes showed a firm look: "Han'er, tell me, what's in your heart? What are you thinking? What do you want?!"

"Do you really want to hear it?"

"Yeah yum!!!" The tone was extremely firm.

Jiao Yinghan deeply took her firm color into his eyes, and then lightly opened his sexy thin lips and said: "My sweetheart should be a virtuous person praised by everyone in the world."

Xiao Sheng listened to each word.

"Heroes who will be praised by future generations."

Xiao Sheng memorized every word in his mind.

"If thousands of years later, it will illuminate the roof tiles of every family's eaves like the moon at night, and be worshiped as a god."

This feeling, this scene, every word, every sentence is exposed, Jiao Yinghan's eyes are as bright as the stars in the sky.

All like her personal aspirations.

Xiao Sheng suddenly had a premonition that if Jiao Yinghan was born a male, he must be a figure admired by everyone in the world.

But she shouldn't be locked up above her gender.

I shouldn't even be!!!

She took a deep breath, stared at Jiao Yinghan, and said with a very serious expression: "Listen up, Han'er, there are exceptions to everything."

"It is possible to do it with hard work, so I will assist you and work hand in hand with you!!" Xiao Sheng took a step forward.

Taking a step further, she continued to promise: "I will be with you and do what I want to do."

This time, she walked directly in front of Jiao Yinghan: "You don't need to worry."

"You can do anything unscrupulously in front of me, say whatever you think unscrupulously, and look into the future unscrupulously!"

"No need to worry about worldly vision, worldly prejudice."

"Because I will become your safe haven, no matter how violent the storm is, I will be like an iron wall, unshakable!!!"

Xiao Sheng finally made a solemn promise.

Standing in front of Jiao Yinghan, she was so close that she could hear each other's breathing, could smell each other's fragrance, and could even feel each other's emotions when she looked up.

At this moment, Jiao Yinghan seemed to see Xiao Sheng's thin and tall body at the palace banquet again, with a naive expression and a pretty face that was flustered about her marriage.