Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao was stunned.

She glanced at Trumu, pulling the force on his sleeve and unwittingly releasing it.

This time, Chumu freed his hands with ease.

The next moment, Zhao was embraced in a warm and generous embrace.

Between the two, the distance is so close that this time it finally comes down to zero.

Chumu closed her eyes and took a deep breath, breathing her breath just a few feet away.

He lifted his lips and revealed a happy and relaxed smile.

“I never blamed you, and I never said I forgive you.” He stuck it to her ear and said.

Zhao opened his eyes and began to breathe erratically. He was excited: “Then you just...”

If he didn't blame her, why did he make a deceitful appearance and question her with no expression?

Zhao thinks he may have been set up.

Chumu sounded in her ear with a laugh: "I just want to know how many things you little liar have kept from me. ”

Zhao: “...”

She suddenly hummed.

Liar!

Made her worry for so long.

That's how she is. She doesn't forgive her. She can be careful to be afraid for a long time. If Trumu is really angry, she can also do it if she is allowed to stay down properly for forgiveness.

But now, Trumu spoiled her, and even though she wasn't angry at her, she got angry.

It's really hateful to think that this horrible big pig's hoof is clearly not angry or blaming her, but has to look at her jokes like that.

She's getting angry.

That's the point of being so petty.

At this moment, Zhao raised his face and hummed to push away Chumu's embrace.

Chumu doesn't make her what she wants.

He held her tighter and even gently dropped a light kiss on her head, with a strong smile in his words: “I don't care, you're worried about coming near me and staying in my house. Now you want to run away if you want to? But there is no reason to keep abandoning it. ”

Zhao: “? ”

That always sounds wrong.

And she thought about it, and she found the source, and she couldn't help but look up at Trumu and say, "Is that what it's all about? You don't even know that, do you? ”

Trumu couldn't tell, but looked at her and laughed: "I only use the wrong idiom for you. ”

I don't know where this phrase touched her. A Zhao's face turned red and his heart beat like crazy.

The two of them are hugging each other now, and they can't even cover it up.

The laughter on Chumu's face became more evident.

He lowered his head and came closer to her: “Zhao, are you Zhao? ”

Azhao nodded: “I am indeed Yu Zhao, at last. ”

She used to tell Trumu her name was Yuzhao.

Chumu hummed: “Even this is a lie. ”

Little liar.

Zhao felt a little underwhelmed at this moment, so he lowered his head and did not speak.

But the next moment, she was held back by Trumu, her calf tripped by something, an unstable, her center of gravity fell back--

They hugged each other and fell together on a large, soft sofa chair.

Chumu held on to his body and pressed on Azhao in vain.

“Zhao.” He shouted her name softly.

Zhao raised his head and fell into a pair of flirtatious eyes.

“Can I kiss you? ”

——

Cold Branch: Kiss me, I agree with this affair.

Good night. Good night.