My gentle tyrant (60)_1

Father Qin and mother Qin hurriedly walked out of the door and saw this scene as soon as they stepped out.

In front of a luxurious and exquisite carriage stood a black-robed figure. Just his back alone was enough to be peerless in his generation. That person reached out to the person in the carriage and bent down slightly, looking like he was going to help the person out.

Just by looking at his movements, one could see that this person was very careful.

Mother Qin pinched father Qin's arm without a trace and said with uncertainty.

"This is Her Majesty?"

Father Qin's eyes widened. He turned his head and nodded at mother Qin seriously.

“..”

He had seen a ghost.

Sure enough.

They watched as their precious daughter came out of the carriage and was firmly held in the arms of the man standing outside the carriage. They didn't know what he said, but she even made her Pat him hard.

Father Qin was so scared that his little heart trembled.