Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao looked at the salute and didn't understand what he meant.

“Brother worried, did you know that Brother worried too? ”

The audience was gentle and calm: "My brother has been asleep for 20 years because of my injuries. For the past two decades, my brother has been blaming himself for his guilt, and hatred cannot be replaced. Now that he wakes up, he wants you to take good care of yourself. ”

Seeing Azhao just looked at himself and sighed: “Master is not in a hurry at this moment and a half, but his condition is not very good. ”

He paused and looked at Zhao. His eyes revealed a hint of sincerity: “Just be my brother's selfish heart, my brother...”

The unfinished words made Zhao's heart jump.

She coughed softly: "I've only been lying down for a long time, I'm a little weak, even Master said, it's not a big deal, is it? ”

I sighed: “But in the eyes of my brother, this is really painful. ”

Zhao: “...”

I always find the direction of this topic somewhat ambiguous.

She won't answer that!

Zhao thought about it and wanted to take a bath.

When she remembers she's been lying there for 20 years without a bath, the whole person is a little bit upset.

Although the Shinto monk is not dusty and the monk has his own cleaning spell to clean himself up, Azhao always finds it a little strange, and he really enjoys soaking up a hot spring in comfort.

The audience heard him and his eyes flashed for a moment.

Zhao hasn't reacted yet, the whole person has been held up again by the smell of courtesy.

She bandaged her face: "Put me down. I can walk by myself slowly. ”

When she wakes up, she slowly begins to absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, and soon she will be able to return to normal.

As soon as he said this, Zhao felt stiff holding himself.

The voice of low salute came: "Brother, are you tired of abandoning me? ”

Zhao: “? I didn't...”

“I know I'm useless, otherwise I won't be tired of my brother getting hurt, almost dying, tired of my Master Daoji being damaged, unable to fly up. I don't know what I can do, I just want to do something for my brother..."

"But I can't seem to do much about it. ”

A Zhaoxin's head is soft.

She softened her voice: "I'm not bored with you, little brother. ”

Hold her hand tight.

“Really?” Smell the manners and look carefully at her.

Azhao looked at the warm face like a jade and touched his head like a child: “Really, I like you so much. ”

Smell a happy smile on your face.

“Don't you ever think of me as clumsy again. ”

He held Zhao in his arms and was in a great mood to head towards the hot spring pool in the back mountain.

Zhao: “...”

No, isn't that something wrong?

I just don't dislike you. I didn't promise to keep you hugging me?

However, looking at the face of the salutation because of the joy of his words, A Zhao moved his mouth and still failed to say it.

Just, Little Brother is sincere, don't brush his kindness.

She lowered her head but did not see, her “honest and innocent” little brother, lifted her lips and revealed a successful smile.

Surely, even after all these years, it is so easy for my brother to turn to himself.

It is obviously such a cold and hard sword repair, I prefer to be so gentle with myself.

How can you put it down?