Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

A Zhao had some untimely thoughts: the body of a monk is indeed a gift.

According to the amount of torment you had last night, if you were an ordinary person, you'd have to stay out of bed at least one day.

She was thinking, sniffing manners came in.

He also had a hot tray in his hand.

Intense aromas come from it.

Zhao was instantly full of spirit.

“Sister.” Smiled gently and rejoiced.

A Zhao glanced at him and did not speak.

The smell of courtesy is rigid.

Sister is upset again.

The smeller thought, walking to bed, kneeling down, pulled Ra Azhao's sleeve: "Sister, it was me, Meng Lang, last night. ”

He really knows how to call A Zhaoxin Soft.

Zhao sighed in his heart and was about to speak.

I couldn't help but say, “But didn't you feel comfortable last night? ”

Zhao: “...”

Angry!

The food is not good either!

She sounded like she was squeezing out of her teeth: "You, get out of my sight. ”

Roll over and you won't smell the salute.

The next second, Zhao's body fell into a refreshing embrace and his face was kissed.

“I don't want to go. Sister can beat me up and yell at me, but don't tell me to go, okay?” He whispered in her ear.

Zhao's ears turned red.

She was born well, and the body of the monk was brushed countless times by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Her skin had long been as clear as a jade of beauty, and she blew a bullet.

The white jade's earlobes stained with red, so much more beautiful than the most beautiful rouge.

The breath of salutation burned almost instantly.

Zhao Min sensed something wrong.

A second before his body was pressed against his couch,

“I'm hungry. ”

Smell the ritual.

He stood up helplessly and dressed Zhao himself.

Zhao sat at the table in a very good mood and enjoyed the after-action food.

She sat across from him and looked at her with her chin up.

One minute later.

Zhao is still eating, he can't even give him half his eyes.

I sighed and sincerely admitted that I was wrong: "Sister, I was wrong. ”

A Zhao finally gave him a look: “Oh? What's wrong? ”

I honestly answered, “I disrespect you. ”

Zhaomei didn't even say, “No? ”

The salute continued: "I should not have imprisoned my master. ”

Zhao did not speak.

"I shouldn't have forbidden you to fix it. ”

“Nothing? ”

The smeller thought, "I shouldn't have listened to you. ”

Zhao sighed and lowered the bowl in his hand.

She was meant to look at the salute and be serious.

“That's all? ”

Think carefully, nod your head.

The next moment, a slap was slapped over his head.

Azhao smiled: “That's it, huh? ”

She stood up and looked down at the salute: “I don't really care what you said, brother. ”

“You know what really pisses me off? ”

“You don't trust me at all. ”

“How many times have I told you, I don't blame you, I like you? ”

Smell the ceremony.

He looked up at Zhao Man-eyed disappointment.

“Do you despise my heart, or do you despise yourself and smell the gift? ”

The next moment, Zhao felt relaxed and locked this body away for some time without being touched.

She was about to leave, and the whole person was crushed in her arms.

“Sorry, sorry, sis. ”

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Late update, sorry.

And at night, the bottom six will definitely come out!

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