Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Azhao: "???"

What is married?

Who wants to marry you?

Her thoughts were clearly displayed in her face and looked at Carlos.

Carlos bent over and stared at her for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "You little liar."

A person who doesn't usually laugh, when he laughs occasionally, the effect is amazing.

Especially this person, there is a very pleasing face.

Azhao almost drunk in this rare smile.

But it's just a little bit.

She clearly remembers that the big pig's hoof in front of her did not take care of her own help, blackened herself, and in the short-lived relationship, she was extremely self-respecting and not respecting others' thoughts.

Humph!

So Azhao continued to face coldly, indicating that he was very unhappy.

Carlos was a little closer. He took her hand and took her hand and placed it in her heart with a force that could not escape her.

"You feel it," he said.

Azhao wanted to withdraw his hand and couldn’t move.

The skin under the finger, with a thin layer of clothing and cloth, can clearly feel the heat of the orc.

It feels completely different from her own.

Strong, powerful, hot.

boom.

boom.

boom.

A clear heartbeat, along her palm, is passed into her perception.

Carlos looked at Azhao: "The words you said earlier have nothing to do with it."

Azhao retracted his hand, and Carlos did not stop her again.

Azhao looked at him: "What?"

Carlos said: "Is there any temptation, is it like, is it love, no one knows better than myself."

A Zhaoyi.

Carlos snorted: "No matter what I get through this result, my heart will not lie to me. I will not lie to myself if I see your reaction."

His look is still faint, but the words are quite inconsistent: "I am sure, I like you."

"A Zhao."

"Are you called Azhao?"

A Zhao looked at this man.

He is undoubtedly conceited.

This self-sufficiency comes from his own strength and pride.

He believes in his own judgment more than interference from the outside world.

A Zhao looked up at him and felt that this posture was a little tired.

She opened the quilt, stood up and stood with him.

"You like me, so?"

Carlos looked down at her, and their height allowed him to easily see the cute hairpins on his little female head.

"So, my words have just been said, waiting for you to be an adult."

When you are an adult, you get married.

Azhao screamed: "I didn't agree."

Carlos did not speak, only staring at her.

For a long time, he whispered: "You will promise."

Azhao: "?"

He leaned over and thined his lips over her earlobe: "You won't have a second choice."

The tone is overbearing and conceited.

Azhao: "I want to leave here, I am going to the Female Protection Association!"

Carlos didn't stop her, she nodded. "Yes, I am going to prepare the car and take you there."

Azhao looked at him suspiciously, and the reaction of this person was not the same as what she expected.

According to normal circumstances, should he not imprison himself in disguise and put an end to his contact with the outside world?

Feeling her eyes, Carlos seemed to read her thoughts.

"You don't have to be too vigilant, I won't do anything to you, and I won't ban your freedom."

Carlos came over and took her hand:

"Go."

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Carlos: Please call me the routine.

See you later.