Goodnight, Little Princess

His deep and magnetic voice seemed to have a hook, scratching Xia Wanyuan's ear until it was red.

However, Xia Wanyuan did not seem to be at a disadvantage. "Why, don't you know how to?"

Xia Wanyuan guessed that Jun Shiling would not. After all, the tall and cold Jun Shiling did not match the various fairy tales.

"I wouldn't have originally, but since you want to listen, I'll try to tell it." Jun Shiling's tone was filled with deep indulgence and helplessness.

"Mm," Xia Wanyuan replied softly.

Jun Shiling was a very magical person. Even if it was a cliché story about a prince or princess, he could still tell it with great interest.

"The little prince has finally saved the princess from the dragon. At their wedding ceremony, seeing the princess's shy expression, the little prince could not help but ask, 'My supreme princess, may I kiss you?'"