Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhaojiu watched Tangzhou for a long time.

Tangzhou was a little nervous.

The momentum to say a confession just now ceased to exist.

He thinks, I'm gonna say, I can say, I'm done.

Now, just wait for one result.

“You close your eyes.” He heard the girl in his heart talking like that.

Close your eyes?

Tang Zhou closed his eyes to Zhao's words.

Then he felt a familiar breath approaching.

Close, close.

Just a little bit closer to him and the two of them can lean together.

Tangzhou's heart suddenly beat violently.

He didn't move.

Or he's so nervous he won't move.

A soft thing gently rubbed his face and quickly backed off.

Tangzhou's lips trembled and finally made a sound: “Can I open my eyes? ”

Idiot.

There was a voice laughing in his ear.

Then Tangzhou opened his eyes.

Zhao sat beside him and watched him smile.

But without waiting for him to say anything, Azhao just lay back and pillow on the lawn.

“I'm sleepy. I want to sleep.” She mumbled.

She also ignored Tangzhou, who had just been overwhelmed by herself, and closed her eyes.

Tangzhou was indeed overwhelmed.

He looked blindly at the unconscious girl in front of him.

She doesn't give him the truth, she doesn't give him the pain.

Tell him to smell the aroma and refuse to really let him taste the wine.

He looked at Zhao for a long time.

After a while, Tangzhou suddenly laughed.

He laughed so happily for the first time since he came to the world.

He reached out and touched his face. He looked at Zhao again. He lay down with her carefully.

The sun is warm, falls on people, and slowly they all smell happy.

Zhao is actually not completely asleep at this time.

But she's not so sober anymore.

When half asleep and half awake, the movement around you can still be perceived in a hidden way.

She felt a hand reach out quietly.

It's like probing, it's like shyness again, touching your own hand, and then retreating quickly.

It's probably the instinct that clearly knows who's around him, and Azhao didn't care about him either.

A little while later, the hand came back.

And now he quit every day.

He grabbed her hand carefully, as if he didn't dare to push hard, so loosened up, with the precious smell characteristic of the teenager.

A Zhao is a little uncomfortable.

She wanted to open her mouth and say, "You fool, your palms are sweaty. Do you know that?

But for some reason, she didn't say anything, only a few thoughts chaotically turned in her head and fell asleep in the past.

……

When he woke up, Azhao felt all crispy.

In this weather, a nap awakens, and the bones are basically soft.

Tangzhou, not knowing when to wake up, sat beside her and took a book to read.

Coincidentally or deliberately, he sat in an unknown position, blocking the sun shining in Azhao's eyes.

When she woke up, Tangzhou looked happy and a little shy: “Miss...”

He shut up and changed his name: “Zhao? ”

There was no response when he saw Zhao. He acquiesced to this name. His face revealed obvious joy: “Zhao, you're awake. ”

Zhao Lazy Yang answered and reached out to him.

Tangzhou stunned.

I don't know what that means.