Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

He almost laughed, but looking at the tired look of Azhao under the lamp, he couldn't bear to care about her again.

"Thank you for your compassion." Zhao said with a grin.

A Zhao smiled and said: "Well, let's talk."

So the two have no more words.

Azhao was no longer afraid, and soon fell asleep.

Zhao Wei pays attention to the movement on her side and notices the sound of even breathing. I don't have to look at what I can imagine at this time.

She must have wrapped herself up with a quilt and curled up sideways, perhaps with a mouth open, and a glimpse of the tempting red tongue...

Zhao Wei suddenly realized that he was thinking about something and his face changed.

This, this is really... too disappointing!

He shook his head hard and slammed his eyes, forcing himself to start sleeping.

It’s just that, it’s destined to be not peaceful.

Azhao was awake.

The autumn night is cold, the wet and cold air passes through the quilt that is not used, and it is plunged into her bed and wrapped around her feet, so that her whole body can be refreshed and instantly awake.

A Zhao turned over and slammed himself into a ball, trying to sleep again.

However, it is useless.

The more you sleep, the more you wake up.

She secretly took a look at Zhao Wei's direction, only to see the person's posture relaxed and lying on the soft collapse, sleeping well.

Azhao is very wronged.

She was stunned in her heart: I came to the world for whom, and as a result, I was so sinful, I couldn’t even sleep well, you were comfortable.

"Marshmallow, marshmallow..." Azhao shouted the system and wanted him to talk to himself.

However, Marshmallow said that it was hurt by the host in the daytime, and the strength was ugly.

A Zhao is full of sadness.

She sat up with her quilt and looked at the yellowish palace lanterns in a daze.

After a while, I sighed sadly.

"...what are you doing?" He still passed a sleepy voice.

Zhao Wei was woken up and looked at the past. He saw that his king was not sleeping. He didn’t know what to do while sitting in bed.

A Zhao looked at him, and the point of grievances in his heart had not been dissipated, and he decided to ignore him.

Zhao Wei wanted to close her eyes and sleep, no matter her, but after two breaths, she heard her sighing.

He sat down helplessly: "Wang Hao has something to worry about?"

Azhao shook his head.

"Why is that so sad?"

A Zhao looked at his quilt and sighed again: "Cold, can't sleep."

Zhao Wei: "..."

The atmosphere was paralyzed for a while.

After a while, Zhao Wei got up and threw his bed quilt into the bed.

He went back to the soft collapse and he was going to lie down like this.

Azhao looked at him with surprise: "Do you want to give me the quilt?"

Zhao Yanyang eyebrows glanced at her: "Otherwise? Wang Hao sighs for a night, we can't sleep."

Azhao guilty: "But this weather, not to cover the quilt to catch cold."

Zhao Wei said calmly: "Don't worry, this temperature, I still don't look at it."

A Zhao feels that this is the case, but he is a cheaper man.

She is a little embarrassed.

So she said: "Otherwise you will come to bed."

Zhao Wei heard a word in his heart.

He looked at Azhao, trying to ignore a little bit of heartbeat and make a calm look: "What is Wang Hao talking about?"

Azhao also reacted a bit ambiguously when he said this.

She coughed softly and said calmly: "You don't misunderstand. I just think that now we are in this cold palace, if there is a cold headache, it is really troublesome."

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Today, I am caught in the pain of coming a few days every month... There is only one more in the early morning.

The rest of the day is updated again~

Big baby, good night~