Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The hall suddenly quieted down.

All demons looked to that corner.

There, His Majesty the Demon King, still wearing a black robe, slowly walked into the palace with his daughter in a highly cherished manner.

The palace softly sounded this fluctuating exhalation.

All demons automatically split a path, letting the two of them walk all the way to the throne.

“Dark God!” There are demonic low shouts.

The human girl standing next to the Demon King, she was wearing a white robe, and she didn't know what was embroidered on the robe. With a slight movement, there were countless streams of light, and it was fantastic.

The most amazing thing is that she couldn't find a flaw in her beauty, her long blonde hair was braided and a fine crystal crown was worn on it, and her blue eyes were brighter than the sky.

It fits all the demons' imagination of the goddess.

There's music playing.

The Demon King reached out to the girl beside him.

“Zhao, would you like to join me for the first dance? ”

Zhao handed it over and the two slipped into the dance floor in the wrong footsteps.

Again, there was a lot of discussion.

Zhao did not know, but the demons knew. His Majesty had never danced at any banquet or prom.

All his exceptions were given to this girl who was in his arms at the moment.

Once the dance was over, the demons came up and gave Zhao their birthday gifts.

What precious stones, the flowers that never fade, the fruits of the life of the Elves, one of the strangest gifts, was sent by a demonic nobleman, a bright stone on a papal scepter of the Holy See!

God knows what was in the mind of the Pope when the precious bright stone on his scepter was stolen.

Azhao smiled and thanked them for the gifts.

When the gift is delivered, the prom begins officially.

Many demons are eager to invite Azhao to dance.

His Majesty has danced the first one, and they don't do anything, just invite Lily to a dance. It makes sense, doesn't your Majesty have anything to refuse?

But before they could talk, the Demon King made an unexpected move - he suddenly stood aside and hugged Zhao.

“Me and Lily have a few things to do. You guys go on with the prom.” His Majesty the Demon said calmly.

Then, under the gaze of all the demons, Shi suddenly hugged Azhao and left.

Demons: Your Majesty, where's your face? Decent?

Your Majesty, how can you be respectful at this moment?

All he had left was his own little girl.

Zhao wore his carefully chosen dress. She smiled and bent her eyes. When dancing, her face was stained with a thin red...

Every look is his favorite.

Zhao was directly taken to the sleeping palace.

She probably realized something.

When she was placed on a soft mattress, she bit her lips and smiled softly: "I thought you'd hold out until when. ”

The Demon King slowly pulled out his belt and the black robe landed on the floor.

“I hope that, in a moment, you will have the energy to think about it.” As His Majesty the Demon said.

Half-kneeling on his bed, his dark hair dripping down, his eyes staring closely at those beneath him, his hands as if they were about to unwrap a beautiful gift, gently unwrapping the lace between the waists of the white robe.

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I'm trying to get a serious bike out.

First 4 more, see you during the day, and the big month-ticket babies, the obvious don't speak secretly, I want to squeeze you dry [Super honest]