Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Her eyes were so naked and hot that Carlos frowned.

The information and intelligence he received made him fully aware of what kind of woman his fiancée was.

Her rich history made him uncomfortable and disgusted.

And that's why he's here today.

“Miss Baker, I don't think it's appropriate for us to dissolve the engagement.” He went in with one knife and said his will.

Arna, who was also immersed in her own lust, stunned directly.

Dismiss the engagement?

It was totally unexpected.

“Why?” In extreme surprise, she abandoned even her proud conversation skills, demonstrating her confusion in the most direct way.

Carlos looked at her calmly, with undoubted vigour: "The idea doesn't fit. ”

Didn't fit the idea?

Arnab stared at the man in front of him, the leader of the Imperial Army, almost instantly understood what he meant.

“Do you mind my lovers?” She asked.

Carlos turns around.

There are reasons for this, but not all.

There was always a voice inside him telling him that a man was waiting for him to find her.

This person, obviously, is not Miss Baker in front of you.

Arnab laughed: "For that reason, I can't accept it. ”

She lifted her chin and made herself proud: "Even the laws of the Empire do not restrict female and Orc intercourse, Your Highness. What position do you blame me for this? ”

“I didn't accuse you, I didn't deny your hobby. Miss Baker.” Carlos looked at her with no expression.

“I, unilaterally, dislike your philosophy of sexuality and emotion. and demanded dissolution of the marriage contract. ”

“It's not a negotiation, it's a notification. I hope you're well informed. ”

He stood up and pushed away the seat: "The dissolution agreement will be sent to your personal terminal later. ”

Arna stood up, too, and she looked coldly at the person in front of her: "I disagree! Everything I do is in accordance with the laws of the Empire! ”

Upon hearing this, the corner of Carlos's mouth seemed to rise very slightly to outline a sarcastic curve.

His sharp eyebrows swept straight at Arna. At that moment, the iron blood smell from the blood hammer of the Star Wars Mountain almost fell to the ground, softening the legs of the woman who was often indulged in the love of men and women.

“Had it not been for the protection of the laws of the Empire. Ma'am, do you think you can sit here with me for lunch in a friendly and harmonious way? ”

Arnab fell on the chair and looked at the tall, pulled back and never left.

She had previously cared about the style and beauty of the man obsessed, but it was not until this moment that she truly felt the ruthlessness and ruthlessness of the man.

A while later, in an empty restaurant, a woman complained softly: "What stinking man, isn't he cold? I bet he never felt a woman's tenderness and happiness in his life. ”

Arnab opened the little mirror of the handbag, gave herself a makeup, cleaned her lower face and made herself shine again.

Isn't he just a wooden man with no sense of style? The prettier she is, the more considerate her lovers will not necessarily be in bed.

Dismiss the engagement, she is a beautiful and precious female, still afraid to find a good bed companion?

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Arnab, the world's leading lady: A woman with a sense of decency.

See you in the afternoon, big babies ~