Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Azhao looked up at him, staring at him.

Zhan Ming also stared deeply at her.

She's alive.

That's great.

“How did you know I was back in the palace and didn't give me a message for so long?” He whispered.

“You know, I thought...” He shut up.

You know, I thought you were dead.

I can't see you anymore.

Azhao blinked and began to look for a reason: “This... I am a deep daughter, where can I see His Royal Highness the Grandson? ”

“Miss Deep Girlfriend? ”

Zhan Ming asked, “Then why did you show up in the temple in such a way? ”

“I really don't know that!” Zhao said that with all due respect.

“I was seriously ill once before, and then somehow, when I fell asleep at night, I appeared in your little hospital. ”

Seriously ill?

He almost lost his life on a hunger strike, didn't he?

Zhan Ming's past was clear, but he didn't say anything.

He lifted Zhao's long hair slightly and whispered: “Whatever the reason, is this not counted? Is Zhao with me? ”

He has spontaneously omitted the word "donor".

Yes, yes, yes.

Of course there is!

A Zhao's eyes were bright and crystalline, and he nodded quickly.

The smile in her heart disappeared and her anger at her hiding what she had created disappeared.

“Then -” he leaned, mute his voice, "Zhao said he liked me that day, is it true? ”

The burning breath hit the ear, Zhao only felt that the little piece of skin behind his ear had developed a fine and dense goose bump due to the intimate action.

How did this guy end up like this?

Where's my master?

Zhao's brain was a little messy, but his nose smelled a little alcoholic.

“Have you been drinking?” She opened her eyes.

Zhan Ming whispered, “Now that it's still vulgar, I don't care about those commandments anymore. ”

No wonder...

A Zhaotou leaned back and looked seriously at the drunk.

His five officers are still so beautiful. In such a small half year, his hair has grown a lot, but it is still very short. He doesn't seem to match the king's robe very well.

Zhao looked funny and reached out his hand, grinning and touching him over his head.

Kind of hard, tie hands.

Zhan Ming smiled low and grabbed this audacious hand.

“Zhao hasn't answered my question. ”

Zhao knew that he was drunk and had a lot of nerve. He glanced at him when he heard the rumor. He reached out his hand and held this handsome abstinence face. Give him a kiss on his face.

“Does the master think I'm serious? ”

Zhan Ming looked at him seriously and slowly reflected a smiling figure in his eyes.

“Naughty.” He said softly.

Then he lowered his head and caught the red lip.

This is his first time, seriously taste the feminine flavor.

Zhan Ming closed his eyes, grabbed the waist of the person in his arms and pulled the person towards himself.

Ah Zhao, she definitely did not know, in the fire in the small mountain yard, she gently imprinted the kiss on his lips, he adhered to the discipline of purity for 20 years, recited the lucidity of the Buddha cultivated by the gift, and cut it clean.

……

When Azhao returned to Taihe Palace, there was still some red on his face.

Qin Shi's words were strange, and she was worried: “What did the Princess say? ”

Princess? Zhaoxin said I didn't see her at all.

She shook her head gently: "Nothing, just a few words. ”

As he was saying, the princess came from outside the temple.

——

It's early today and I feel good about myself.

Get your chest up. Get your tickets!