Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

His Majesty frowned when he heard the words: “Who wants you back...”

“Why don't you say yes? ”

His Majesty's unfinished words disappeared into the air.

Zhao blinked and looked at him.

The demon king's color grew more serious.

“Zhao.” He hears his voice, "you know, what he's saying? ”

“I can't be sure. ”

Demon King frowned: “You want to be like those demons...”

“Want to sleep with me?” The Demon King said that word with disgust.

A Zhaopu laughed and shouted.

She shook her head: “It's different. ”

She looked at His Majesty the Dark Haired and said seriously: "I am greedy. I want to belong to you, and I want to have you, Your Majesty. ”

The Dark Lord frowned again: "You are indeed greedy. ”

There is no one in the whole magic domain who has the guts to say things like wanting to own a demon king.

A Zhao nodded and admitted.

She looked at the frowned and contemplative Demon King in front of her and smiled naughtily: "If Your Majesty does not want to, push me away. ”

- What? - What?

His Majesty had not yet reacted to what she meant, and saw the blonde girl in front of her with her toes up.

That bright, clear face is getting closer and closer.

That's not appropriate. His Majesty thought with no expression.

However, he thought so in his heart, but his body did not move, leaving the young girl in front of him to bring the fresh lips together and imprint them on his cold lips.

He even licked his naughty outstretched tongue on his lips.

The desire to sleep for hundreds of years, as if it had been ticked out at this moment.

Though reason has been yelling for restraint, the devil's hands have surrounded the girl's waist.

He locked man in his arms and stared at her: "You should not provoke the Demon King. ”

It's not like a kiss, it's like a conquest and a fight.

He dominated her lips and teeth, sweeping through every inch of his own territory until his prey eyes in his arms were tearful, soft and weak, and he had no strength to fight himself.

The Demon King wanted to press the girl in his arms into the sea of flowers, watching her white body dye bright red flower juice, her blooming body for herself would surely darken the sea of flowers.

Just think about the scene and the Demon King feels his whole body stretched out like a tight string.

Trigger.

He still had it.

The girl in her arms has just finished her 14th birthday.

In fact, the magic domain is not really concerned with these things, but His Majesty is an old and recognized owner of the magic domain.

Zhao was taken back to the Palace by the Demon King.

There was absolutely no hiding from the others along the way.

Azhao looked at the guards in shock and buried his face in the arms of His Majesty the Demon King.

Oh, my God!

At the speed at which the magic message spread, she could already imagine that by tomorrow, no, not at all, by dinner, everyone would know that she was being held back by His Majesty the Demon.

As for what this rumor will end up like...

Zhao doesn't want to think about it at all.

When Azhao reacted, he realized that he was not arriving at a palace, but a palace he had never seen before.

A Zhao looked around for a week and looked at this very obvious bedroom in his personal style. In seconds, he understood:

“Your Majesty, is this your bedroom? ”

The Demon King put her down and simply answered: "Hmm. ”

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