Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao felt that his eyes were incredibly sincere and his tone was utterly sincere.

However, the male lead... just doesn't believe it!

What can she do?

She's desperate, too!

In the afternoon, Azhao sat in the courtyard angry, not angry to smell the salute, and served tea with water for dessert. No matter how cold Azhao's face, he looked at her with a smile.

Zhao: “...”

At night, the beast finally revealed its original face.

Zhao took off his robe and prepared to go to bed. He looked into the house and made a move in his hand.

“What are you doing here? ”

Smell the salute: “It's late at night, of course it's sleep. ”

A Zhao's gaze is cold: “This is my room. ”

Once the wind had settled around her, the bedding had collapsed and the salute had sat beside her.

“Sister may have made a mistake, this room, this yard, this valley, it's all mine. ”

You, too.

Zhao stood up without a word: “Then I'll go out. ”

Her waist was tight and the whole person had been pressed down and laid on the bed.

“Sister, I advise you not to provoke my patience.” The smell of human courtesy stood down and looked at her.

Afterwards, he suppressed Zhao's resistance with one hand. He took off her underwear and socks with one hand and placed her on the bed.

Then he went to bed and lay on the outside.

Zhao: “...”

What house arrest forced the little black house.

It's obviously a male lead. Why do you look like you've got a rebel script?

Zhao felt angry when he thought about it.

She said coldly, "I can't sleep with you here. ”

The side person seemed to move a little.

Zhao thought he was going to get up and leave, but it turned out she was too naive.

Suddenly it weighs.

A male body, not too strong but not too thin, pressed up.

Thanks to Brother Hua's powerful vision, even in this dark night without lights, Azhao can see all the human face.

So he looked at himself, and his eyes of ink were filled with love and desire.

Zhaoxin understands that there is nothing in his eyes at this moment.

“Can't you sleep?" she said. Then let's do something else. ”

Zhao: “...”

“Wow," cried the marshmallow: "Drive if you don't agree! ”

After that, the decisive sectional wall mosaic went.

Burning lips pressed down, blocking everything Zhao wanted to say in his voice.

This kiss was deep and fierce.

Zhao thinks that this person really wants to eat himself into his stomach with this kiss.

She paused, lifted her arms and gently wrapped around her salutary back.

The movement of the person on the body was suddenly stiff.

A Zhao sighed in his heart and proactively extended his tongue, licking gently on his lips.

The person on his body seemed stupid.

The smell of human ritual stiffness there, for a moment even thought I was in a dream.

If it wasn't a dream, how could you see this person lying so nicely beneath himself, even responding?

At this point, the man sighed softly: "I've told you many times, brother. ”

“I really like you...”

The last sentence, light as a gust of wind, dissipated into the air in a flash.

But I still got caught by the sniffer.

His whole body trembled.

A Zhao is a little distressed by this silly child.

If she doesn't take the initiative, the man is afraid to be brutalized by his own brain supply.

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Cold Branches: Abuse is impossible, not even this book! There's nothing left but a fake black house to cheat on a simple little reader.

That's it for six today.

There are updates in the morning wood.

Tomorrow's update is as early as afternoon. We have business to attend to.

Good night, Big Babies. Monthly tickets.