Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

He took a deep breath and calmed his voice: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your attention. ”

Azhao nodded. “That's good. ”

Ling asked, "I wonder what His Majesty's calling into the palace is all about? ”

"Ah” Zhao answered very honestly: "I am worried about the general, I want to see if he is well. ”

Lingxiao closed his eyes.

His Majesty is really...

I don't know if the imagination is too rich because I have confirmed my mind, or if what His Majesty has said is too easily misleading.

He had to admit that His Majesty's words, calling him, were distorted.

“Shen, everything's fine.” Except for thinking about you.

Zhao crooked his head and looked at him: "Is the general's voice uncomfortable? ”

Why are you so dumb?

Shook his head: “Nothing. ”

He bowed his head and stopped looking at Azhao. Afraid that his eyes could not be hidden, he whispered: “If there is nothing wrong with him, he retired first. ”

Zhao chuckled: “What's the rush? It's not too early. I've already arranged dinner. ”

“But the time...”

Azhao waved: “It's late, it's late. ”

Her tone got a little low: “I still have some dizziness at the moment, I don't have any appetite. I would like the general to accompany me to dinner. ”

What else can you say when that pitiful tone comes out?

Even if he was suffocated by himself, he had to keep the little emperor company for dinner to make him happy.

Zhao was really happy, drank a bowl of bamboo chicken soup and ate a large bowl of rice - she wanted to add a little something, Yuhu's eyeballs quickly discouraged her.

This body has a bad spleen and stomach. I ate too much dinner. It will be hard to eat at that time, or Zhao.

Alas.

Azhao looked at the sky with envy.

It's really not easy, if you want to eat something big, you should deliberately call the general into the palace as an excuse.

After dinner, it's already dark.

The palace gate has also been closed.

In other words, there's no going back.

Zhao did not care: “The General's residence is in the palace. ”

When the voice dropped, she just felt a burning look on herself.

A Zhao looked at the skyscraper in confusion and saw that the skyscraper was drinking tea quietly.

Is it an illusion?

The marshmallows floated quietly in the middle of the sky and looked at the male lead with a stinking face.

Don't think you're too careful, Lord Marshmallow!

Hmm!

However, he glanced at Zhao and did not reveal the rolling.

Zhao was thin on the bottom of his body and suffered a few more injuries today. After talking to Lingxiao at night, he couldn't help but start hitting him with a small mouth.

In fact, sitting across from him, he had no idea what he was saying.

His eyes filled with little emperors sitting across from him.

Because in the evening, Azhao dressed casually. Outside the snow-white coat, he put on a routine blue robe. His long hair was also loose during the day, and a few shattered, skinny corners of his hair were scattered.

When you look up, you see each other lazily sitting on the chair.

The skin was white and the reddish lip was still moving, making all sorts of beautiful sounds.

Yes, it is.

Apart from feeling the other person's voice falling in his ear, General Ling completely ignored everything else.

And now he sees the little emperor reaching out to cover his lips and his eyes squinting slightly.

A drop of physiological tears jumps out of the orbit uncontrollably and hangs on the long eyelashes without falling.

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Lingxiao: Shit, don't hold it!

2 more.

Weekend, tickets, looking forward to scrubbing hands ~