Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The air suddenly grew sticky when they looked at each other and knew nobody was moving.

Zhao Yan looked at Zhao without blinking. His voice was mute: “Zhao Zhao...”

Zhao suddenly reached out and pressed his lips: “Call me Zhao. ”

Zhao Yan is unknown so.

A Zhao slightly blushed and said softly: “Zhao Zhao, there are many people screaming, A Zhao... just let you scream. ”

Zhao Yan took a breath.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Zhao's waist, trapped him in his arms and called her with a single voice:

“A Zhao... A Zhao...”

Zhao Low answered twice.

She leaned gently in Zhao Xiao's arms, not knowing whether she was shy or not, the tail was slightly toned, with a bit of tremor, so she had to take away Zhao Xiao's soul.

He bit her in the ear and cut her teeth: "You're like this, you're hooking me up. ”

A Zhao soft little hand gently climbed his waist and smiled naughtily: "Can I hook my husband? ”

Zhao Yan couldn't help but lean over and grab that tempting little mouth.

Nor did his hands lie idle, sliding smoothly into the dress's collar and drilling into it.

Zhao gasped slightly.

She reached out to reject him: “It's still daytime...”

Zhao Yan let go a little and the two lips are still touching each other.

“When you hired me, didn't you think this was daylight? ”

A Zhaoxin stopped talking.

Zhao Qiang strangled her on her waist. “On purpose? Hmm?”

Zhao was strangled straight to the waist.

She leaned in his arms and laughed: “I was wrong, you forgive me once, hmm... husband? ”

The tail sounds up with an unclear sheep.

Zhao Xiao's eyes suddenly sank.

Zhao has a bad instinct. She may have, this fire... is it a little big?

When the moment came to an immediate conclusion: “I suddenly remembered...”

“Late! ”

The whole body was emptied, held in his arms, and returned to God, and his back had touched a soft bed.

Zhao Yan's body swirled and pressed up.

The bed was very spacious, but Azhao felt that the space suddenly became so tight that she couldn't breathe.

She kowtowed: “I, I think, should calm down during the day...”

Zhao Xiao was half pressed against her, and Slow Stripes removed the heavy crown for her.

His eyes rolled in colour, his body clearly tightened, but he did not slow down.

“Zhao doesn't have to worry, even during the day, nobody dares to bother...”

He took off all sorts of hair accessories for her little by little and looked with satisfaction at the fine blue silk spread over the bed.

A Zhao Eye corner is a little red, she smells a little messy.

Ming Zhao Yan's movement was slow and gentle, but somehow, such a serious action, in this situation, made her feel the colour of the wire.

Those hands have reached the waist.

Zhao Yan paused for a moment.

“Zhao?” He questioned with hesitation.

Zhao looked up at him.

The man's face is impeccable, and Soleil's beautiful eyebrows are hanging low this time, looking at himself with restraint and tenderness.

Her heart beat violently.

And then--

Grabbing his hand, he slowly and firmly pulled the strap on his waist.

Zhao Yan was ecstatic.

He lowered his head suddenly and leaned against her, his lips falling to her ears.

In a fierce and frenetic kiss, there are a few whispers:

“A Zhao... A Zhao...”

“I'm delighted. ”