Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

“I've seen the angels in the book, and they say they look like this. ”

The red-haired beauty who spoke earlier turned a white eye: "What angel? Those cold ice things are like a machine. Where's Lily? ”

She bent over.

In this position, from the perspective of Azhao, you can clearly see that the rich and tempting snow peak is squeezed by external forces, more magnificent.

Before she could blush, she felt her left face kissed hard by this red-haired beauty.

Azhao: “…” Yes, it's a little exciting.

“Little cutie, I'm Missia, head maid of the palace, come with my sister. ”

Azhao followed Missia forward a little confused, followed by a bunch of beautiful hip-hop beauties.

Missia took her to a room.

“You see how satisfied this place is? ”

This is a spacious room with a beautiful pink princess bed in the middle with a gorgeous patterned wardrobe and makeup counter engraved on the side, thick velvet curtains blocking out the light and a few fist-sized night pearls in the room with a soft glow.

Zhao: “...”

She looked at the mistress in a complicated way: "This, the maid in the palace, is the treatment so good? ”

When they heard her, the maids laughed.

Missia was laughing, too: "Because there is only one master in the palace. His Majesty lived in the Middle Palace, and the West Palace was given to us. If you want to be tortured like this, you can torment it. ”

Zhaosong sighed: “I thought...”

She glanced at this incredible group of beautiful beauties in front of her: "The sisters are all so beautiful, in fact, His Majesty...”

“Her Majesty's woman? ”

Missia smiled again: "Don't be ridiculous, we don't have Her Majesty's women in the palace. ”

“But.” Missia suddenly covered her face and said intoxicatingly, "Your Majesty is so mighty and handsome, it would be worth it to sleep with him once! ”

The maids beside her were a murmuring attachment to the words of Misia. Zhao, listen, many people will sleep to His Majesty as the greatest goal of their lives.

Zhao: “...”

She moaned with the marshmallows: "Magic Realm, it was a little unexpected. ”

The marshmallows see blood: “Hosts, they all want to sleep with your men! ”

Zhao: “...”

……

In the Palace of the Demon King.

Bena debriefed with His Majesty the Demon King: “The maids love Little Lily. ”

His Majesty the Demon snorted coldly: "The ability of the Holy See to bewitch people is truly extraordinary. ”

Bena sighed in her heart, His Majesty's prejudice towards Lily, too deep.

“Keep an eye on her. She's in the dark. There must be a conspiracy.” His Majesty the Demon is certain.

Bena opened her mouth and said that the demons of the magic were most deeply aware of the desires of mankind.

Those who have never seen the Holy See of Light are, in most cases, disdainful of the hypocritical disgusting in their skins of light.

But unlike Lily, her body and soul exude gentle purity from the inside out.

This purely impurity-free and malicious soul has always been the most appealing of all demons.

Real light, how many more can resist temptation?

But seeing as His Majesty is stubborn, it is obvious that it is not easy to change your mind.

“Yes.” She lowered her head.

Night.

The bloody moonlight shines through a window that doesn't close and shines on the sleeping little girl's face.