Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

“Didn't you promise not to touch me?” A Zhaoyi was shocked.

His Majesty the Demon said calmly: “I am not interested in underage girls, but if Zhao is interested, you should know that proving the ability to do so does not necessarily really need to be the last. ”

“Zhao, do you understand? ”

By the end of the sentence, his figure had approached Azhao, his lips against her ears, and he said such a suggestion to her in a very intimate tone.

Zhao's ears warmed up.

Her white ball-like ear beads were dyed red, and she looked so sweet and lovely that she wanted someone to taste them.

His Majesty thought so, and so did I.

When he was caught in the earlobes, Azhao almost jumped up like the rabbit who had been caught.

Said it was because she was suppressed by the Demon King.

From the earlobes to the cheeks to the lips, His Majesty pressed his new lover's little girl and gave her a firm kiss.

Finally, she let Zhao go.

“From now on, you will live here. ”

- What? - What?

Zhao raised his head.

His Majesty calmed down very calmly: "Now that the whole magic realm knows you're my man, what's wrong with living in my palace? ”

I think so.

Zhao glanced down and whispered: “So where do I live? ”

She used to live in the temple. It was close.

“Sleep with me. ”

Zhao: “! ”

She looked at the Demon King with suspicion: "Your Majesty, can you hold on? ”

Demon King: "…”

And he was silent, and he said, "If I can't hold it, do you think there's a difference between sleeping here and sleeping elsewhere? ”

Zhao has nothing to say. He doesn't want to admit that he still has a little secret joy in his heart.

For the vigilant and accustomed to being alone, let herself live in his bedroom, even in his bed, for the sake of breaking her principles.

Her lips lifted uncontrollably: "Then I'll go pack. ”

“No need.” His Majesty the Demon said faintly, "I have informed Misia that by this time they should have cleaned up pretty much. ”

Zhao: “! ”

Before she could say anything, there was a familiar voice from outside: “Your Majesty. ”

“Come in. ”

A Zhao watched a dozen maids enter with something in their hands.

She's familiar with all that stuff. It's all her stuff.

“Your Majesty.” Missia took the lead in saluting the Demon King.

“Place these things in the bedroom.” Command of the Demon King.

Zhao can even feel the curious and shocked gaze that the road fell on him.

A Zhao Fu Yuan.

Now, the rumors out there, I'm afraid, are going to rise to another level.

One hand rests on her shoulder with the power of comfort.

The Demon King seemed to know what she was thinking.

“Let them pass. ”

His tone was slightly arrogant: "I just want the whole magic world to know that you are mine. ”

The maids have not left yet, hearing the wandering proclamation of sovereignty by His Majesty the Demon King, and a lively one cannot help but cry low.

Missia glanced at her and was in a good mood for the Demon King, not to compare with her.

When she got out of the main hall, the waitress was excited to say, "My God, His Majesty just said that 'I just want the whole magic to know that you are mine', that's superior! ”