Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Therefore, in Zhan Ming's view, the female sponsor suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

He's not surprised.

Even the ghosts see, how the ghosts appear, it doesn't matter that much.

Zhao was surprised: “The master finished class a little early this evening. ”

Zhan Ming lifted his hand and took down the boiling pot. He shook his head with a smile. “It's Lord Zhao, it's late today. ”

Sho, look at the time, too.

Zhan Ming poured Zhao a good cup of tea and asked: "What scripture does the Shifu want to hear today? ”

A Zhao slipped his finger gently over the tea cover and shook his head: “I don't want to hear the scriptures today. ”

She thought it was another one.

However, Zhan Ming still has a consistent good temper.

He asked, "What does the Shinto want to hear? ”

"Let me tell you a story today, Master," said Zhao. ”

Zhan Ming nodded with a smile: “I'm listening. ”

"A Zhao said:“ There is a girl, she is a grandmother. Since she was a little girl, her family has placed great hopes on her. ”

“... she met a man, but she and he had no future. She's willing to let go of everything and run off with that man. ”

Zhao looked at Zhan Ming and asked: "Master, do you think this girl is stupid? ”

Zhan Ming's color did not fluctuate, just looked at Azhao: “I remember a woman who said that she liked Yun Jinhua clothing, the jade dish was very rare, and tall bed pillows. I wonder if the woman who gave the gift ever thought that after a moment of impulse, she could live the rest of her life as she wished? ”

A Zhao glanced at him: "Master, nothing can be hidden from you. ”

She sighed: "It wasn't her turn to choose. The man regretted it. He couldn't let go of his status and his prosperity and gave up on her. ”

She looked at Zhan Ming and said, "Master, do you feel sorry for this girl? ”

Zhan Ming said softly: "Know not good? ”

Azhao chuckles: “Master, you're right. The girl figured it out herself and even thanked the man for regretting it. But..."

She looked at the distance and looked faintly: “The man let go of her first and set the engagement. But now, instead of doing what she had to do, she came back to haunt her. ”

“Master, what do you say to the girl? ”

The eyes were quiet and the hands of the rosary slowly stopped.

“It depends on the woman's heart. ”

Azhao stared into his eyes and said, "What if it's the girl who still has feelings for the man? ”

Zhan Ming sighed and looked at him: “If the Master had no decision in his heart, he would not have told Zhan Ming this story today. ”

His eyes were gentle and calm. He looked at Zhao like he was looking at an immature minor.

Zhao: “...”

And she said, "Is there nothing the master wants to say to me? ”

Zhan Ming shouted Amitabha Buddha: “When poor monks intervene in their families, they are alone. The donor has parents and relatives and should consider more. ”

Azhaoding looked at him.

Zhan Ming eyed, hands together ten.

Zhao suddenly laughed.

“Master, you're restless. ”

Zhan Ming is immutable.

Zhao smiled more quickly: “Master, you made me think about my parents' family, just to persuade me not to be impulsive. ”

She stood up, walked to Zhan Ming and bent over.

Zhan Ming dropped his head slightly and the scent breeze blew through his nostrils.

He stood beside a man.

There was a giggling voice in her ear: "Master, just now, you moved your thoughts. ”

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Six more over.

Gao Lengzhi calls on the big babies to look at the title of this chapter [Light a cigarette]