Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Azhao: "!"

Her lips and tongues were encroached, and the fragrant tea entered the mouth along the other's offensive.

A Zhao was forced to swallow something that didn't know if it was tea or something, but Zhao Wei still refused to let her go.

The thoughts that have accumulated in the past few days have erupted at this moment.

His lips and tongues encroached on every inch of her mouth, stained with her own traces, and even hated, and directly removed people into the abdomen.

The hands around the waist are getting tighter and tighter, and there is no trace between them.

The sigh of Zhao Yu’s satisfaction: those anxious people who want to see the invisible in the past are finally being healed in such intimate embrace.

Azhao feels very dry and is more thirsty than before.

The place where the two people meet each other seems to be the only cool and water source.

She gradually became active from passive acceptance.

Both hands climbed up to his shoulders, and the small tongue even tentatively penetrated into the other's territory - the result was of course a violent suppression.

By the end of this frantic kiss, Azhao is almost out of breath.

She breathed in a big mouth and glanced at the instigator.

Zhao Wei was seen by this eye and only felt that the lower abdomen was tight.

He smiled and reached out to block Azhao's eyes, hoarse voice: "Don't look at me like this, Zhao Zhao."

Azhao is not good: "You kissed me for so long, I will show you your opinion..."

Her words suddenly stopped.

Because Zhao Wei once again hugged her.

The close-knit body of the two made her clearly feel the man's ready to go.

"you you you……"

Zhao Wei whispered: "You look at me like that again, I am afraid I have to hold it."

Azhao was shocked to run to the side, how could Zhao Wei let her run away?

He hugged her hard.

"Either let me hold it for a while, or..." He bit her ear and said a few words in her ear.

A Zhao's entire face is red.

"Rogue!" she whispered indignantly.

Zhao Wei sighed with a chuckle: "I really hope that I am a rogue."

This way you don't have to endure it.

A Zhao did not dare to move this time, and he was allowed to hold her by Zhao Wei.

The two had a chat without a ride.

"Are you big?"

"Well, I have long wanted to come. My father is holding me, not watching me drink medicine every day."

"His old man is worried about you."

"But I want to see Zhao Zhao earlier..."

Zhao Yu’s hand slammed the hair of A Zhao’s cheeks and said softly: “I promised Zhao Zhao, and when I came out, I will pick you up.”

Azhao deliberately glanced at him: "Where is the family? Where is the Yan Wangfu copied?"

Zhao Xiaoxiao: "Go to our new home."

"New home?"

"East Palace, do you like it?"

"I don't know, I didn't go in and read it."

"Nothing, wait for you to live in. If you want to be arranged, look like it."

A Zhao yawned lazily.

Zhao took her and sat down: "Sleepy? Then sleep for a while."

Azhao nodded and relaxed in his arms and slept.

Zhao Wei gently kissed her on the forehead.

"I am afraid that it will not work today, Zhao Zhao, wait for me tomorrow, come over to pick you up."

He has been in a hurry today, and he can’t be so rashly carrying Azhao into the palace.

Zhao Wei called the kite to look at A Zhao and went to the study.

Beiding Wang has changed his uniform and is reading a military book.

"The father-in-law, I will come to the Zhaozhao Palace tomorrow."