Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao shook his head: “Monk, how many are not vulgars? ”

The night soon passed.

Zhan Ming woke up early the next morning and, not surprisingly, discovered that the mysterious Azhao Shifu had disappeared.

It's on the table, though, and the delicate tea set and a can of snow water are still there.

Zhan Ming carefully put it away and wait for the next time the donor comes to pick it up.

Master Wenyuan, Azhao also woke up.

An overnight excursion is like a long dream for her, but she doesn't feel tired.

She got up, ate, went to see her parents.

Miss Marquis's day was very relaxing and boring.

If it's better to have an invitational party, at least go out and get some air and meet a friend of your own.

If you stay at home, all you can do is read, write, paint, and fiddle, or you can do embroidery by yourself and walk in the garden.

Zhao's eyes are now full of how to make Zhan Ming feel dusty, no embroidery, no garden.

The coral was worried when she sat on the couch with a heavy heart: it seemed that even though the lady had put it down, she still remembered Master Qi. Otherwise, why are you so depressed?

At this point, Zhao asked: "Coral, what do you think this monk would like? ”

A monk?

The coral suddenly had a misty problem with the lady.

Miss doesn't believe in Buddha, she has never been interested in these things, how can it suddenly...

Aah!

Coral shocked to cover her mouth: Miss, no, I was struck by Young Master Qi. I couldn't figure it out. You want to get into the open door?

She hurriedly said, "What's so good about this family, miss? Daily coarse tea and light rice, no mess, very bitter. ”

Zhaobai glanced at her: “I mean, what do you like when you're away from home? ”

“Oh," cried the coral, "Out of family, you like money, too? You see the elder of the Buddhist temple, the last time Madame donated a gold body to Buddha, the elder laughed into a Miller Buddha. Every time Madam goes to the Buddha, she must give a lot of incense money. The good elder can look at us as gods of wealth. ”

Zhao: “...”

If Zhan Ming likes money so much, then don't bother.

But if Zhan Ming is so persuasive, she won't have to do the job.

Azhao felt a little depressed, waved his hand to let the coral go down.

However, the coral was terrified and hurried to meet Azhao's mother, Lady Wenyuan, and said that the young lady was afraid to go home.

Naturally, he frightened Lady Wenyuan enough to rush towards Azhao's yard.

Zhao heard that his mother had arrived and hurried out to greet him.

As soon as I saw the beautiful woman she had not spoken, a string of tear beads rolled down.

Zhao: “...”

She really doesn't understand how the Lady Dowager's tear glands are so developed.

Women are made of water, and that's a perfect explanation for her.

She sighed with a headache. Zhao walked up and wiped her tears with a pad: “Who's upsetting the mother? ”

Lady Wenyuan grabbed her hand: “Zhao, don't you ever think about it! ”

Zhao: “???? ”

I can't think of anything.

Lady Wenyuan has begun to cry: “Even if you feel sad, don't ever give birth to the idea of leaving home! Do you have the heart to watch me and your father suffer the separation of flesh and bones? ”

Zhao: “???? ”