Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

- Master, you are only able to move private thoughts.

There is silence in the courtyard.

Even the original screaming frog called in the distance seemed to disappear.

Only the female voice is soft and gentle.

Private thoughts?

Zhan Ming's long eyelashes trembled and opened his eyes for a long time.

The eyes are cold and there is no wave.

"Azhao Shizhu, don't think too much."

A Zhao waited for this for a long time and waited for such a sentence.

She took a step back unhappy, glaring at Zhan Ming: "Are you not a slang word for your family? The master is afraid to tell me the truth?"

Zhan Ming looked up at her: "How does Azhao Shizhu know that the poor is not the truth?"

Azhao chin was lifted and said with confidence: "Because I think, you like me."

Zhan Ming laughed: "Please don't ask the donor to make a joke about this poor family."

"joke?"

A Zhao repeated, the whole person laughed: "Okay, okay, I am really joking."

Zhan Ming did not move, but his heart was slightly unspeakable and relieved.

However, his tone has not yet come down, and the girl opposite said: "In fact, I like the master."

Zhan Ming: "..."

Azhao has already re-sit across the opposite side. She looks at Zhan Ming with her hand on her chin: "Master, I am not laughing, I really want you."

“The poor are the people who are monks...”

A Zhao interrupted his words: "If you are a monk, you can still be a vulgar."

Zhan Ming sighed again: "The donor will talk like this again, this small courtyard is barren, I am afraid I can't welcome you."

Azhao stalls: "You are a small courtyard, that is not what I want to come."

Seeing Zhan Ming looking at himself, Azhao looked innocent: "I am telling the truth. Master, I don't know how I will be here today, I can't walk away."

Zhan Ming: "..."

A Zhao rarely sees the truth of his speech, smiles: "Master, what happened to you?"

Zhan Ming sighed.

He shook his head: "There is nothing wrong with the poor. Azhao Shizhu, is your story finished?"

The topic is back.

Azhao glanced at him carefully, nodding and laughing: "Master thinks, can the story be over?"

Zhan Ming looked at her: "A Zhao Shizhu exquisite heart, poor and believe that the story of the talented woman is over."

......

Since that night, Azhao is still in the small courtyard of Zhanming.

Zhan Ming will cook a pot of tea for her every day and put a paragraph on her.

Occasionally, Azhao will also talk to him about some interesting things.

The relationship between the two is no different from the past, but it seems to be different.

In a blink of an eye, it is more than a month.

"Miss, Miss!" Azhao was lazily leaning against the window this day, and the pearls came in from the outside.

The sun is a bit sinister, and she is so soft that she can't afford the spirit.

"What's wrong?" Azhao reached for a grape on the side and put it in his mouth.

Pearl eyebrows are all smiles, as if there is something extremely happy: "The slaves just heard the news, the marriage of the northwestern Houfu and the family minister, the family, retired."

"Return?"

Pearl nodded: "It’s still because of the last time that the young master, the eager to throw a thousand dollars for a beautiful affair. The family ambassador’s family style is clear and expensive, where can you afford this kind of thing? I heard that it is the big son of the ambassador’s family. Go to the northwestern Houfu with personal dowry and paperwork."

The coral coughed and looked at the pearl disapprovingly: "What do you want to say to the lady?"