Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The last few minutes ended with an accelerating heartbeat.

Until I stopped and looked at the familiar building in front of me, I still had some unbelievable feelings in my heart.

He just, like, drove home?

No flat tires? Haven't seen the scene of the accident?

Zhao sat beside him, unbuckled his seat belt and knocked on the door: “Mr. Heng, look back. ”

The handsome returns to his senses and opens the door.

The two entered Hengjia one after the other.

He doesn't live outside alone, he lives with his parents.

At this moment, Grandpa Heng trimmed his own pot of baby tea flowers on the third floor rooftop with a scissors. Heng Father is not home. Heng Mother is fine. She is sitting in the living room, holding half an orange in her hand, watching TV, waiting for news.

Mainly wait for the news.

I don't know. How are my son and Miss Wang doing?

When she saw her son Hang Shuang enter the door with a girl, Heng Mother's first reaction was: This is a play, it seems that Miss Wang and her son fit well together!

But the next moment she found out something was wrong.

This Miss Wang, she doesn't look the same as the Miss Wang she knows!

Heng Mother surveyed Ah Zhaoyian and concluded that this girl was definitely not Miss Wang.

At least a dozen times as good as Miss Wang.

Standing with my son is a pleasure. Heng Mother's thoughts of nourishment in her heart.

She stood up and greeted, “Handsome, who is this lady? ”

Handsome?

Azhao looked at the male lead with complexity.

You have a lovely nickname.

Hang Handsome Ear Root is red.

He was so used to shouting at home on a weekday, he didn't feel anything wrong. At this moment, he was shouting this slightly shameful little name in front of Azhao. Somehow, he felt very embarrassed.

He coughed softly: "Mom. ”

By the way, give me some face in front of the outsiders!

Heng Mama gets to his son's point for a second.

Heng Zhuang just said: “This is my mom, Mom, this is...”

After a pause, he realized that he hadn't asked the girl's name in front of him for so long.

Zhao was very conscious: “Hello Auntie, my name is Zhao. ”

Mama Heng gave her face: “Ah Zhao, good name! ”

Seeing the young girl in front of her, she looked sophisticated and well-behaved. Heng's mother's heart, eager to solve the big problems of her son's life, began to move silly: “Ah Zhao, you and our family, Heng Zhao, this is...”

Seeing the topic go in a headache direction, Heng Zhao broke his own mother's words with some headache: “Mom, Miss A Zhao, it's for my sake. ”

Quiet down in the living room.

Heng's mother disappeared with ease on her face.

She looked at Zhao in surprise, not that she looked down on people, so young?

Hang Shuang said softly: “Just now, I drove myself back. ”

Heng Mama didn't react for a moment and quickly changed her face: “You said you drove yourself back? Is everything all right? ”

Hang Shuai glanced at Zhao, smiling. He nodded: "Miss Zhao sat on my co-pilot, I drove back. On the way, nothing happened. ”

Heng's mother took a breath and looked at Azhao again. There was no such thing as the kindness of looking at the younger generation.

“Miss Azhao, I just offended you, I can't resist. ”

All these years, because of her son, she's been looking for people who don't know how many entrance doors.

A lot of skilled people, weird tempers, she knows.

I hope she just didn't offend each other.

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No. 5 more.

See you later ~