Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

A Zhao's face turned a little red.

Huo Jun looked at her.

“I, I'm not unwilling. ”

Huo Jun held Zhao's hand tightly: “Then there's no problem. ”

Azhao, look at her.

“There is no one who should have been married to Benjamin Chapel, only Qi's sister. ”

The two continued to move forward.

Zhao suddenly curious: “What if I don't want to? ”

Huo Jun walked slowly in order to relieve her. She heard her lips slightly lifted: “Madam and Ben are in the cave room in earnest. Now she says she doesn't want to, isn't it too late? ”

Zhao opened his eyes and finally understood what this man meant: “Then you still ask me? ”

What difference does it make if she doesn't?

“Of course there's a difference...”

Huo Jun looked forward and pulled up his lip corner: “Madame would like to, Ben is very happy. ”

Azhao stopped talking.

Huo Jun glanced at the past and saw a large area of pink spreading on his wife's porcelain white skin.

Kind of cute. He wants to.

The two went outside a courtyard.

The yard is somewhat remote, with a large area of bamboo groves planted outside.

When Huo Jun and A Zhao were seen, the two little maids rushed into the courtyard.

“Lady is reciting the scriptures, please wait a moment for the handsome and the young lady.” Serve the two of them fresh tea, and the maid stood quietly and silently.

Zhao suddenly understood who lived here.

After about half a tea hour, a lady in a raven blue cheongsam walked in.

Apart from a clear jade bracelet on her wrist, she has no extra jewelry.

But the lady doesn't seem to need any more jewelry to dress herself. Her eyebrows aren't very beautiful, but she's top notch.

Even as you get older, the corners of your eyes are shallow and fine, and even the corners of your mouth are raised with a hint of elegance.

“Mother.” Huo Jun stood up and shouted.

Zhao quickly stood up and shouted.

The lady looked up and down at Ah Zhao for a while, her eyes were very comfortable, not the kind of purposeful measurement, but more like an elder looking at a younger generation close to home.

“He's a good kid.” Lady Huo sighed, “the spirituality was compelling. ”

“You have a good eye.” She looked at Huo Jun.

Huo Jun nodded and very much agreed: “Madame is fine. ”

No mention of the bride changing personal matters at all.

“Just thinner.” Lady Huo asked Zhao to walk over and hold her hand, "I have a few elderly old ginseng there. I'll have someone send it to you later. You have to make up for it. ”

A Zhao couldn't help but look like Huo Jun.

Huo Jun nodded: “Mother, keep it. She has the most good stuff here. ”

“You talk too much. ”

Mrs. Huo looked at Zhao and loved it.

“You're called...”

“Qi Zhao, mother can call me Zhao.” A Zhao bent his eyes.

She was most sensitive to the good and evil of others, and the lady loved her very much, and she loved to be close to her.

“Zhao, I told you not to look at Huo Jun's face. We women, we must have our own ideas. ”

Huo Junjie listened with no expression to his own mother and daughter-in-law spitting on herself.

Azhao laughed and listened to Mrs. Huo.

When Lady Huo had finished, she glanced at Huo Jun and whispered: “The handsome is very good, I like to see him. ”

Lady Huo shook up and laughed: “You..."

How can a girl like that not hurt?

Huo Jun stood aside and listened to his own little wife, just thought the weather was really extra nice today.

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That's it for today.

There should be another chapter in the morning.

I'll see you later.

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