Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Without obstruction, Carlos carefully weighed Zhao.

He looked so seriously, so seriously, that no one who saw the scene even thought in the direction of the snowflake.

Until Carlos opens his mouth.

He asked her, "Who are you? ”

He stretched his hand over his heart and said, "Why, when I see you, is my heart beating uncontrolled? ”

Zhao: “...”

Passenger: “…” Wow!

Arna: “…” Oh, man.

Don't think you're so serious that I don't see you in the sheets?

Arnab took a closer look at Azhao, the woman who moved Carlos' wood.

After watching it for a while, she definitely didn't admit that she had lost her face, but rather attributed herself to Carlos, who loved this seemingly naive, simple, delicate little girl.

Tsk, Crown Beast.

And directly facing Carlos' Azhao, obviously, was also shocked by such direct words.

She jammed the shell for a second and then found that Carlos had no joke in his color.

He was really serious about asking her that question.

Zhao couldn't help but laugh.

Where can she answer that question?

If you can't answer, then don't answer.

She seemed offended and took a slight step backwards, lowering her head.

Indicates an attitude of non-cooperation that does not want to answer.

Everyone else in the restaurant was shocked by this scene, and even someone quietly turned on the personal terminal and recorded the scene.

Carlos doesn't care about this, and if he doesn't want to, these people are doomed to take more pictures out of the restaurant.

He has more important things to do now.

Carlos glanced at the way the little girl was not cooperating.

He moved one step closer and continued: “I look at you laughing, I get better, I see you frowning, I get irritated. ”

“Just now, I heard you say, there's an Orc I like, and at that moment, I want to draw my sword. ”

Carlos looked at Azhao with a flat tone and was ashamed of what he had said: "From the first moment I saw your photograph at the Imperial Forum, I was eager to see you. After seeing you, it's not enough to just see you. ”

His words were slight and he went on to say, “It's love, it's love. ”

“Would you like to…”

“Your Royal Highness!” Zhao finally made a sound and interrupted his words.

She smiled and looked at Carlos with clear blue eyes, not at all surprised and excited by the first man of the Empire's confession: “Did your heart tell you these conclusions, or did you just speculate like this? ”

Carlos frowned: “What's the difference? ”

A Zhao said softly: “Of course there is a difference. ”

“If it's the first one, whether I can respond or not, I respect every sincere feeling.” Zhao bent his eyes.

“But if the latter is the case, please, Your Royal Highness, take your uncontrolled heartbeat and turn around and leave me alone. ”

Azhao spoke softly, but said ruthlessly: “Love and love can not be obtained by rational thinking and speculation. ”

Carlos was on the spot.

He always had cold grey eyes, rarely with a hint of confusion and helplessness.

He heard the little woman in front of him unhappy.

But he didn't really understand why she was angry.

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6 And it was over, and my eyes were stuck.

Good night, big babies. See you tomorrow ~