Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao: “! ”

Her lips and tongue were invaded, and the fresh tea followed each other's offense into her mouth.

Zhao Zhao was forced to swallow something she didn't know was tea or something, but Zhao Yan still wouldn't let her go.

The accumulation of thoughts over several days erupted at this moment.

His lips and tongue invaded every inch of her mouth, contaminated her own marks, and even hated it, tearing people directly into her stomach.

The hands around the waist became tighter and tighter, with no slight gap between the two.

Zhao Yan's complacency sighed: those days of unseen agitation were finally soothed in such an intimate embrace.

Zhao felt dry and thirsty more than before.

The place where the lips and tongues meet each other seems to be the only place for cooling and water.

She gradually became proactive from passive endurance.

His hands climbed onto his shoulders, his tiny tongue even probing into each other's territory - with the result, of course, of violent repression.

By the end of this frenzied kiss, Zhao was almost out of breath.

She breathed heavily, staring angrily at the fighter.

Zhao Yan was looked at with this eye and felt his stomach tight.

He grinned and reached out his hand to block Zhao's eyes. Sha muted his voice: “Don't look at me like that, Zhao Zhao. ”

Azhao is upset: “You kissed me so long, I glanced at you and you still have a problem...”

Her words suddenly stopped.

Because Zhao Yan held her tight again.

The proximity of the two bodies gave her a clear sense of the man's impetus.

“You, you, you...”

Zhao Yan whispered: “If you look at me like that again, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it. ”

Zhao is scared to run to the side. How can Zhao Yan let her escape?

He hugged her hard.

“Either let me hold her honestly for a while, or...” He bit her ear and said a few words gently in her ear.

Zhao's face is all red.

“Rogue!” She scolded angrily.

Zhao Xiao sighed softly: “I really wish I was a hooligan. ”

So you don't have to put up with it.

Zhao dared not move this time, let Zhao Yan hold her.

The two of them chatted in unison.

“Are you feeling any better? ”

“Well, I've always wanted to come. My father held me captive and had to watch me take pills every day. ”

“His old man is worried about you. ”

“But I want to see Zhaozhao sooner...”

Zhao Yan reached out to help Zhao slip a strand of hair off his cheek and said softly: “I promised Zhao Zhao, when I came out, I will take you home. ”

Zhao looked at him deliberately: "Home? Where's home? The Yan Wang Mansion was copied. ”

Zhao Xiao laughed: “Then go to our new home. ”

“New home? ”

“Dong Gong, do you like it? ”

“I don't know. Never been in there. ”

“It's all right. When you get in, you can arrange whatever you want. ”

Zhao lazily beat up a debt.

Zhao Xiao sat down holding her: “Are you sleepy? Then get some sleep. ”

Zhao nodded and relaxed and fell asleep in his arms.

Zhao Yan kissed her forehead gently.

“I'm afraid not today, Zhao Zhao, I'll come back tomorrow to pick you up. ”

He was in such a hurry today that he could not bring Azhao into the palace with such haste.

Zhao Xiao called Kite to look at Zhao and went to the study himself.

King Beiding has changed his uniform and is reading a military book.

“My father-in-law, I will come to the palace tomorrow. ”