Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

A Zhaoxin said that these big monks are really good-tempered.

Say everything: Yes, yes, no problem, the donor is right.

She looked at Zhan Ming and began to chanting.

Under the moonlight, this man's handsome and delicate eyebrows, like a thin layer of light, is sincere and mournful.

A Zhao’s heart was moving.

I saw only in the courtyard, and there was a blossoming flower in the sky around the two.

Numerous lotuses were opened, and the whole body was surrounded by a little fluorescent, holy and beautiful.

Zhan Ming: "..."

He looked helplessly at Azhao: "A Zhao Shizhu."

Azhao’s head smiled innocently: “Master, you see, is this because of your deep Dharma, which leads to this miraculous scene?”

Zhan Ming looked at her and suddenly looked at it.

In front of this girl, Huafu Zhu Cui is in the body, laughing and slamming on the head and squeaking.

Now she is in the lotus garden of the full house, and she laughs and laughs, even more than all the lotuses, but also a three-pointer.

Zhan Ming lowered his eyes and gave a hint of Amitabha.

"A Zhao Shizhu." He looked at Azhao in a positive color. "Don't be jokes about poverty."

Azhao looks like you are really bored: "Well, this is what I got out of, I just think that your yard is really cold and simple, add some scenery."

She looked at the hour and knew that Zhan Ming had to take classes early, and it is not too late.

"Half hour has passed, Master, go back to rest."

She said that she half covered her lips, yawned and leaned back.

A soft collapse appeared behind her, and she was caught.

Zhan Ming looked at her at random, even with a hint of childish movements, some helpless shook her head, but with a smile.

"Then, Azhao’s lord, poor and poor."

Azhao smiled and waved his hand: "Master Goodnight."

Zhan Mingqi said: "This, good night, poverty is the first time I heard, why?"

Azhao: "...oh, this means that it is not too late, you and I should all sleep."

Zhan Ming nodded thoughtfully: "It turns out that. Then, A Zhao Shizhu, good night."

Such a gentle and handsome jade, good night with you, what is it?

Azhao saw Zhan Ming enter the house, and then he reached out and touched his chest.

Jumping a bit fast.

She is not sleepy, so lying down, the top of the head is a brilliant starry sky.

This temple is probably in the middle of a rare mountain with rare people, and the starry sky is more beautiful than the side.

"Marshmallow." A Zhao shouted cotton candy with a sigh of sigh.

Marshmallows smashed to her side.

Azhao pointed a hand at the chin: "I really like Master Zhan Ming."

Marshmallow flashed, and the momentum was stunned: "Like, just go!"

Azhao: "..."

She looked at the cotton candy with a look of eccentricity: "A minor system?"

Marshmallow stunned: "What?"

Azhao: "What do you mean when you just told me?"

Marshmallow flashed: "Just? Oh, if you like what you like, you will be brave and go for true love."

Azhao looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

The soft voice of marshmallow is a serious one: "True!"

Listening to the little milk, Azhao took back the suspicion in his heart: cotton candy is still a child.

She squinted and watched the stars for a while. The night wind in the mountains accompanied by the elegant lotus fragrance was a good medicine to help sleep. After a while, she fell asleep.

The system watched her fall asleep, and the white scorpion flashed for a long time, and slowly muttered:

"Marshmallows are hundreds of years old."

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6 is more complete.

Monthly ticket, monthly ticket, daily drink.

See you tomorrow~