Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao hasn't spoken yet, the marshmallows are about to jump.

He almost yelled, “Shame on you! Who's your big baby! ”

Zhao: “...”

She hurried to soothe the half-air fried white bunch, sobbing: "The marshmallows are my big baby. ”

It's like magic.

The marshmallows didn't blow up at once. During the period, Ai rubbed against Azhao's cheek, and there seemed to be a tendency to turn pink all over him.

Excited.

“Really, really, is the marshmallow a big baby? ”

Zhao was suddenly shy, and then his heart softened.

She laughed and said, "Yeah, marshmallows are the cutest big baby. ”

The marshmallows decided not to compare to the man in front of them.

Even if Azhao is your baby.

And in her heart, marshmallows are the cutest big baby.

But Chumu discovered something wrong with Azhao.

He couldn't see the marshmallows and naturally couldn't hear the conversation between Azhao and the marshmallows.

All he could feel was that after he had spoken, Azhao had actually started to be stubborn.

I can't say it's stupid, anyway...

Just don't pay attention to yourself.

He pushed his foot. Zhao's hand was still held by him. It was in his pocket.

As soon as he stopped, Zhao naturally had to stop.

She looked at him unnamed and said, “What's wrong? ”

Trumu really wanted to sell a mosaic saying that you ignored me and I couldn't walk anymore and I needed a kiss to carry on.

But he was too ashamed to say it.

So he watched Zhao silently.

Trying to use her eyes to make herself see what was wrong with her.

Zhao: “...”

She was so shy.

Then he blinked and looked at Trumu.

The two hands were still together, looking at each other silly.

There are plenty of people around, and occasionally if anyone looks curiously at the pair of high-value little couples, they will smile.

Finally, Trumu couldn't hold on to herself and suddenly laughed.

He thinks he's stupid.

Zhao continued to look at him unwittingly, not knowing what was wrong with him.

Chumu reached out his other free hand, rubbed her hair, leaned over and kissed her hard at the corner of her mouth.

“Come on, go home. ”

Zhao: “...”

She finds it hard to understand the man in love.

They went home together.

A Zhao mysteriously took out a thing and handed it to Trumu.

Chumu looked at what was in his hand.

A pen.

“Do what? ”

Azhao looks forward to looking at him, you turn it on.

Chumu pressed the play button.

“Spring and Autumn, although you darken me, you don't want to ignore me anymore...”

“The" Seeking Immortals "setting, for you, is just an addition, but for me, it's a charcoal delivery in the snow. ”

“I'm transferring you 10 million...”

“ …… ”

Chumu will hear the entire recording word for word.

This is obviously a conversation, but only the sound of the snow sea is left in the recording.

However, from his unilateral account, it was sufficient for the unknown audience to understand what was happening.

It involves the two great gods of the Apocalyptic Literary Network.

It involves two very hot data books this year.

Especially when it comes to stealing ideas.

Chumu's reaction was not as exciting as Zhao imagined.

He looked at Azhao in a stare: "How did you do this? ”

"Have you forgotten my holographic brain simulation technology? I created a dream for him. He thought it was a dream. Faced with you in it, he said all he had to say. ”