Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Monfi Cherry left a little soulless.

Zhao felt a little strange about this.

Zhao, however, said he was a very considerate friend.

Monfi Cherry is willing to share the girl's secrets with her, so she becomes a qualified listener.

If she doesn't want to tell the others, she can just assume she doesn't know!

After eating, Azhao went to his little garden where he went to take a nap every day.

There's already an extra bag of snacks there at the moment, and the all-purpose reading of summer poems is ready there in advance.

Speaking of which, Zhao is going to start thanking his own people again.

♪ Young lady has a devilish body ♪

This sentence is a hard setup.

Whatever Zhao eats, why doesn't he exercise, how can he lie down every day?

She will never grow a little meat and stay in the devil's shape forever.

Usually, if Azhao doesn't eat enough, he will eat something to pad his stomach. If he eats enough, he will sit and watch the scenery for a while, or just lie down and sleep for a while.

She didn't sleep today.

She's waiting for someone.

Zhao hasn't waited long.

In less than five minutes, you can see the teenager in the white shirt coming this way.

Zhao suddenly felt the sun was a little dazzling.

A long time ago, I don't remember which world it was in. Zhao once read this sentence in a book:

Every girl lived in her heart with a teenager in a white shirt, a dream they had when they were younger.

Zhao looked up at Tangzhou as he walked over.

She thinks that the white shirt teenagers in the teenage girls' dreams are probably like Tangzhou.

Slimming, clean and delicate.

Includes so young girls' fantasies about Prince Charming.

Like Zhao, Tangzhou is looking at the girl sitting on the grass.

She looks very different now.

No straight backs, no decency and elegance.

Like any ordinary high school girl, she sat so casually on the grass with her legs in her arms, and the breath of youth erupted.

Tangzhou suddenly realized why she had sent herself here.

He laughed.

Walk to Azhao.

He sat down with his tray leg.

“Young lady.” He shouted at her.

After a pause, Tangzhou laughed again.

He looked seriously at Zhao at the moment and said, "Perhaps I could change my name? ”

Zhao also laughed.

She knows that Tangzhou understands what she means.

She pointed to herself: “My name is Wan Zhao, you can call me Zhao. ”

Tangzhou opened his mouth: “Ah... Zhao. ”

He reads these words very slowly, as if he was adapting to something.

After a while, he shouted again: "Ah Zhao. ”

Zhao shouted, pointing to himself: “Look, here's what I am. ”

She looked seriously at Tangzhou: "I chose to meet you here today. Do you understand? ”

“As you can see, you know the young lady, it's not necessarily true. Even what you're seeing now, once it's done, isn't necessarily what I really am. ”

Tangzhou nodded.

“But what does that matter?” He said.

Zhao looked at him.

Tang Zhou smiled and looked at Zhao. His eyes were bright as stars: “I just need to make sure that I like you. ”

“Whether you are a young lady or Wan Zhao, or Zhao. ”

“You are you. ”

“It's the girl I like. ”