Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao shouted: This is the street!

But the people around him were surprised, but soon they laughed and even whistled.

The rolling demonstrators glanced at the hawker, hugging Zhao, and in the attention of the people along the way, returned to their small courtyard.

A woman living in the yard next door was tanning her things and her eyelids laughed and laughed.

Zhao buried her face in the shadows of the sky. She felt ashamed to see anyone.

“Bang” sounded, the yard was kicked by a rolling leg, and the servants of the family were rushed to the front yard to stay away.

Zhao finally got a little nervous.

She grabbed her rolling coat and whispered: “They didn't really have any bad thoughts...”

"I know," chuckled Ling. ”

The folk style of this place is simple and open, those people gave Zhao things, just like her to look good.

How could he have just glanced at something if he really wanted to be mean?

Zhao's eyes widened: “You know how to pay! ”

“Knowing is knowing, not telling or not happy.” Rolling cold.

“Your Majesty is very attractive, he wants to lock you in this room so that no one can see you..." When he said that, Azhao had been placed on the soft collapse of the house.

Well, it's shouting at His Majesty, obviously very jealous.

Zhao was relieved to hear such threats.

Grabbing the rolling collar, A Zhao took the initiative to kiss him on the lip: “The Great General is really very petty. In my eyes, there is only one General. ”

Smiling: “Your Majesty, this mouth is really sweet...”

He wants to try it.

The old couple is old, and Azhao doesn't want to talk about the insistence.

With a rolling kiss on her head, she held him by the waist with one hand and one hand against the collar, penetrating his waist and touching the tight muscles.

I gasped.

He lowered his head and his burning breath drowned her: “Zhao, Zhao...”

One piece of clothing landed on the floor, the beauty on the soft collapse blossomed indiscriminately in his own beauty.

The moment they sank, they both sighed.

He touched his wife's slippery, soft skin, clutching her waist to bring her closer to him.

Zhao raised his head to bear his enthusiasm, floating and sinking, and heard someone biting his ear:

“Zhao, why don't you give me a baby? ”

“… good. ”

A year later.

Old Lady Ling, far from Qijing, received a letter.

After reading the letter, she burned it and didn't tell anyone.

Half a month later, Lady Ling of the Grand General's Palace took a few close servants and prepared to leave Qi's house and go back to her ancestral home to retire.

Regular privileged people understand very well and pity the old lady who will be strong all her life.

Forget the only son with His Majesty. He could still be seen more often, but now he's fine. He's gone.

She is rich alone, it is also lonely, why not go back to her ancestral home, at least there are relatives and descendants in the clan.

No one knew, however, that the old lady's carriage had gone all the way to the old Yuncheng, but had not stopped at all. Instead, it had turned a bend and went all the way northwest.

Old Lady Ling, alone in the eyes of outsiders, is sitting in the carriage delighted:

Her son, daughter-in-law, and lovely little granddaughter are waiting for themselves!

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3 more.

There are only 3 more today, 5 more tomorrow ~

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