Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Lu Xuan almost closed his eyes to help Zhao get dressed.

Zhao is not physically aware at this time. If she is aware, she can definitely detect it. Lu Xuan's hand is shaking.

But even if she didn't feel anything, Lu Xuan's hand touched her skin and brought up a current, she could still feel it.

This is not a vague description.

It's really bringing up a current.

Lu Xiao almost groaned every time he touched her.

Of course, the one without ambiguity.

It hurts so much.

In fact, the so-called dressing, in fact, is to have Azhao put on a big trench coat and tie the strap between his waist.

Lu Xiao Bia Zhao Gao, his trench coat reached Zhao's ankle, wrapped the whole person strictly and firmly, then tied his waist tight, like wearing pajamas.

Finally, Lu Zheng held the person in his arms and walked towards the place where the crowd gathered.

When he left, he looked back.

After the smoke dissipated behind him, there was nothing left but dust.

The intellectuals, eagerly awaited, finally waited for Lu Xuan's figure.

No, not just Lu Xuan alone.

A little closer, they saw that Lu Xianhuai seemed to have another hug.

The man was wrapped in stern and solid clothes, his face leaned against Lu Zheng's arms, and his appearance could not be seen from afar.

But at this moment, everyone is guessing that Zhao is in Lu Zhao's arms.

In the near future, everyone looked over and revealed half the face of snow and white fatigue in Lu Zhao's arms. Who is it?

Zhou's two brothers were the first to greet him. Zhou Ping hurriedly said: “What's wrong with Zhao? Are you hurt? ”

Lu Xuan hasn't spoken yet, A Zhao tried to open his eyes and his tone was a little weak: “Fine, he's weak, just take a break. ”

She was pale and not very spiritual. Zhou Ping looked at Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao nodded: “No injuries. ”

This is both an answer to the weekly question and a deterrent to those who are incompetent.

Being alone in the face of so many dead spirits, it is only weakness, almost full body retreat.

How horrible is this little girl, who looks soft and weak?

Lu Xiao did not go to see the colours of the people, hugging Zhaodia and walking straight to the place where the Land Cruiser parked.

“Lu, Lu...” Suddenly someone called him.

It's Chung Fatty.

Lu Zheng took a step and didn't look back: “What is it? ”

“So, what about the skeletons?” Zheng Fatty asked carefully.

This is also a matter of great concern to other intellectuals.

They heard Lu Xuan seem to laugh.

“Why don't you take a look for yourselves? ”

After that, Lu Xiangtou left without returning.

Zhou Ping and Zhou Noo hastily followed.

The rest of the Inhumans, look at me, I'll look at you, I'll make up my mind, and we'll go together.

Zhao doesn't know any of this.

She was just waiting for Lu Xuan to pick herself up.

When people arrive, relaxation, exhaustion and impatience flash up.

Before she could get in the car, she had already fallen asleep against the landslide.

Then Zhao closed his eyes for a moment and Lu Xiao was somewhat panicked.

Until he lowered his head and felt Zhaoshallow breathing on his face, which relieved him.

Zhou Ping followed behind him and watched Lu Zheng move, revealing a smile.

Shh.

Their boss, is this a blossom of iron?