Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

A splash blossomed in Arna's eyes.

She always knew Carlos was charming.

But some people, no images or photographs, do not exhibit the kind of deadly appeal that comes from the inside out.

She never underestimated this imperial male god, but at the moment she saw herself, Arnab understood that she underestimated him.

Her body and heart, they're all stupidly moving.

Impulse for him.

Obsessed with him.

To bloom for him, to sink for him, and to sink for himself.

Ignoring the message sent to her by her lover, Arnab devoted herself to Carlos, with a more charming smile on her face.

She's gonna get this man!

“Your Highness.” She stood up in a gesture and turned to him, softly saying, "I've heard so much about you. ”

Unexpectedly, the man in front of her did not reveal anything superfluous because of her.

Carlos had the same cold, hard eyebrows.

He leaned slightly and held the seat for her as an absolute gentleman: "Have a seat, Miss Baker. ”

Baker, it's Arna's last name.

Arnab shrugged, and her body had reacted to the person's general instructions - she sat down.

Carlos sits in the opposite seat, slightly bowed his head.

Everything is meticulous, courteous, and unrelated.

In this brief moment, Arnab determined that the beast in front of her, had no desire for herself.

It's a rare thing.

In Arnab's understanding, the Orc is an unbridled race that you can't wait to jump on with just a little seduction.

Even if you look pretty and don't hook up, they'll jump on you.

The Crown Prince, obviously, upset her perception.

But Arnab loved the challenge.

Whether it's Carlos' identity and appearance or Arnab's own hobby, she has to take this man!

This lunch wasn't embarrassing.

This stems from Arnab's wonderful words, Lianzhu and Carlos' style.

Even if he was not interested in the words of the female beast in front of him, the upbringing of the royal family and his own style would not allow him to embarrass a female beast, so he would occasionally take up a topic to keep the atmosphere less silent.

But that's all.

Faced with the occasional tease of Arnab, His Royal Highness, the ruthless Crown Prince, did not respond at all.

About half an hour passed.

Carlos dropped the tableware in his hand.

“Miss Baker, I'm here today for our engagement. ”

He was sombre, with a straight waist, and not at all like sitting in a couple's restaurant with his fiancée for lunch, but more like sitting in a strict battle room communicating with his subordinates.

Under this power, Arnab's weak, boneless waist could not help but get up straight.

She was overwhelmed and excited about her changes.

This is the first time she's met a man who instinctively wants to make himself subservient.

Arnab licked her lips and locked Carlos in tight eyes, all over her head was this seriously abstinent man who might be in bed.

His long, neatly combed blonde hair will definitely dissipate, his face is brimming with lust, his buttons are unbuttoned, revealing sexy chest muscles,...

Oh, god of beasts!

Arnab unwittingly strangled her legs, and just imagine that she couldn't resist her physiological impulses.