Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao: “! ”

What's going on?

This is when the marshmallows whisper: “Host, look down at yourself. ”

Ah Zhao bowed his head.

Vegan underwear neath neat and neat, um, good, no problem whatsoever... ghost!

What's that drum bladder up in your chest?

Azhao blinked a second time and looked up and was staring at himself to smell the gift.

“Cough, this thing, I can explain. ”

Slow down and sit down in the chair next to you: "Don't worry, brother, you can talk slowly. ”

“I...” Zhao just raised his head and suddenly reacted.

No, why are you so heartless?

It's not that big of a relationship between a man and a woman... is it?

Thinking about it, she coughed softly and the color soothed.

“Walking outside, men's clothing is more convenient. ”

The smell ceremony was still waiting for her to tell the secret, and the result...

“That's it?” He asked.

Azhao Tan: “It's over. ”

She wasn't lying. There was no place to hide her identity.

In fact, if Guangdong had not mistaken the meaning of the apprentice, this Lingyun Immortal Sect would not have existed at all.

However, Azhao glanced at the marshmallow and asked softly: "My illusion ring? ”

The marshmallows answered honestly: "I was struck by lightning. ”

Zhao: “...”

Well, she said, Master said, the one that can be used for the ferry ascent.

She was still whispering with the marshmallows, cold and dark in front of her.

Turns out the smeller sitting not far away got up and walked up to her.

“Now that Brother is finished, then... it's my turn. ”

Zhao raised his head and looked at him.

It doesn't look right.

A bad feeling rises from Ah Zhaoxin.

She looked up: "You, stay away from me. ”

Smell the salute shook his head: "Well, I'm afraid you can't do it. ”

Azhao closed his eyes: "You! ”

She subconsciously wanted to do it, but found that her body was stagnant and had been sealed.

Think about it with your neck and know it has something to do with the people in front of you.

“What have you done to me? ”

Smell the man kneel down and look up at the man in the bed: "Sorry, brother. It's just a little trick to prevent my brother from doing it to me. ”

He graciously held Azhao's hand.

Losing the cover of the phantom ring, this hand is soft and thin, and anyone can see it belongs to a woman.

“Brother lied to Brother for a long time.” The tone of courtesy is somewhat grievous.

Zhao sighed: “It's not a big deal...”

“It's not a big deal?” The ceremony was repeated gently and a smile was suddenly revealed.

That smile!

Look at some fucking animals!

Zhao couldn't help but shrink into the quilt.

“Do you know what dreams your brother had at night during the years you were in a coma? ”

“Do you know that over the years, my brother has had a hard time disclosing half his extra thoughts? ”

“Do you know that because you know that you love a man, you almost gave birth to a demon from suffering? ”

Zhao: “...”

“I don't know.” She said coldly.

You didn't tell me!

Salute: “…”

He smiled softly and stood up. He reached out and caressed Azhao's side face. The tone was clear: “It doesn't matter if you don't know, your brother will let you know. ”

“Well, why don't we start with a kiss? ”

——

My brother turned into a ghost in a second! The painting is starting to get serious again, I have to confess.

At night, um, maybe at night ~