Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao did not enjoy it for long.

Because Chumu hummed only a little bit, and said goodbye ruthlessly in the “Don't stop” and “Let's hear it."

And turn it off live.

The study was quiet for a moment.

And Trumu...

He stood up and slowly Shri walked towards Azhao.

Zhao jumped nervously from the sofa chair.

She looked at Chumu's peaceful divine colour and felt sorry for herself.

If I'd known, I'd have run first!

It's too late to run.

Chumu walked all the way to Azhao.

Just one more step and they'll stick together.

Zhao tried to strangle her face and make herself look calm.

However, the tranquillity that was sustained by this effort cracked in Trumu's first sentence.

“From the future owner of the Ascendant Literature Network, huh? ”

“Like my writing, so cross the time to find me, huh? ”

“Not familiar with our time, huh? ”

At the end of each sentence, Chumu raised his voice “Hmm” and Zhao wanted to tremble at the tip of his heart.

“I...” she swallowed and began to think of excuses.

“Are you trying to figure out a reason to lie to me this time?” Chumu's tone was low and gentle and should have sounded great. Nai He landed in Azhao's ear at this moment, and the spirits gave her a chill.

“No, no!” She denied it.

Chumu sighed softly.

This sigh caused Zhao's eyes to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, she felt two hands and lifted her face.

Slightly harder.

Her chin was lifted and her gaze forced against the man in front of her.

Chumu had a pair of gentle and affectionate peach blossom eyes, and when he laughed, it looked like spring water. Zhao had praised these eyes in his heart many times.

But now he doesn't have a laugh in his eyes.

At this moment, these eyes are locking her tight.

“If not, look me in the eye and tell me the truth. ”

At this moment, the two bodies were almost together, and Chumu also held Zhao's face. From the side, it looked very much like a kiss.

Zhao blinked his eyes very quickly and his long eyelashes trembled.

She realizes how close they are now.

Belonging to the body of another young man, close to her, she can feel the heat coming from Trumu's body, and the most intuitive feeling on her face.

Those warm, soft palms are touching their faces.

From behind, because of this move, his open arms seemed to lock Zhao's entire territory.

This kind of cognition makes Zhao's body a little soft.

It's already a bit of a pussy, and it gets a lot more pussy.

After seeing her talk for a long time, Trumu whispered, “Why? Won't you tell me? ”

Zhao whispered, “Will you let me go? ”

Her big eyes hidden a hint of anticipation to look at Trumu.

Chumu smiled slightly and in the eyes of Azhaohihe directly and clearly expressed his rejection: “I do not. ”

He paused and smiled. “I remember, our dark perfumed sleeve lady, on the Internet, but she was very happy. ”

Zhao: “...”

There was a heat rushing over her head, which confused her mind.

I can't think of any more reason to get out of it, and she broke the fucking jar: "Well, if you really want to listen, I'll tell you. ”