Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

After another half-month in the Great Hall, the Doctor finally left.

When he left, he was extremely reluctant to persuade Zhao to study medicine with himself.

Nai Ho Azhao is not interested in this, and Huo Jun disagrees - how tired is TCM? The point is that it will take most of your wife's attention.

Madam, the most important thing is to be handsome. Commander Huo expressed his fortitude.

Soon it will be snowing season.

The snow in Pingjing arrived late. By the time it fell, it was New Year's Eve.

The handsome family had a New Year's Eve dinner together, and the aunts said goodbye in a glamorous way.

Zhao, Huo Jun, and Mrs. Huo's family sat together to guard the age.

Mrs. Huo is old enough to get up and leave before she is younger.

Zhao was quite spiritual, she and Huo Jun sat together and prepared some small mouth to send time.

The two of them were just chatting in that chatter.

Just talking, they feed each other.

Huo Jun loves to feed his wife.

When she eats, she always brings a special sense of satisfaction and joy, as if eating so little as to satisfy her whole life.

I can't help but want to rub it.

In fact, Huo Jun did the same thing.

Zhao fell in his arms and giggled, smiling, the divine color changed.

Because she realized there was something so uncomfortable underneath her.

Huo Jun's eyes also got hot.

“Ma'am, are you feeling better?” Huo Jun lowered his head and pecked on her lips, sounding dull.

A Zhao's face is red. It has been half a year since they were married. She has only been worried about her poor health. She has been busy detoxifying Huo Jun for some time now, because...

Until now, the two had been in love for a long time, but there was no real room.

Huo Jun's kiss had reached between her fine white neck.

Chang's neck leaned back a little, and a moan of joy or resistance sounded.

Huo Jun was already in love at this moment, but when he heard it, he stopped alive.

He looked at the man in his arms and asked softly, "Zhao? ”

A Zhao glanced at him with the light of water, carrying an unspeakable charm. She bit her lip and did not speak, but held him around his neck quietly.

The next moment, she felt the cold in front of her - this guy, Huo Jun, actually ripped her collar off!

Zhao: “... my new clothes..."

Huo Jun glanced at the beauty in front of him and held him up and pressed him against the bed:

“Clothes... Tomorrow I'll have someone make ten sets for Lady...”

I have to say, Azhao is very well made, his skin is fine and white, and his hands are very soft, making people love to let go.

Because of the congenital reason, the figure was thin, the waist limb swayed gently, fine trembling, like Liuzhier, but the richness of the place was not small at all, the peak of Baisheng was a little red, as the waist pendulum Cesar shook, shaking the eyes of the flower picker.

“Yay...” Zhao suddenly couldn't help but scream. She bit her lip in a hurry.

Huo Jun bowed down and rescued those poor red lips, swallowing all the groans from the exit into his mouth.

Everything comes from being indescribable.

child time has arrived.

Millions of lights ignited and countless fireworks blossomed over Pingjing.

A new year has arrived.

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A flower, a flower, and I feel like I've made great strides in my driving skills.

There should be another one behind us.

I'll see you later.

Ask for a ticket. It's Sunday. Let's see if we can fight for it❤.