Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Ah Zhao saw Gu Hong changed his clothes.

It's getting late, I'll take you home. Gu Hong said with a smile.

Gu Hong was driving the car, A Zhao and Gu Cheng were sitting in the back.

The distance between the two is very close.

With the windows open, the early summer wind was slightly hot, but it wasn't annoying.

A Zhao leaned his head against the car window, feeling the wind blowing on his face.

Because of this posture, Gu Cheng was able to look at her openly.

The yellowish sunset hit her side face, blurring a light halo, and the fine hairs on her skin could be seen.

His hands were itching again.

I want to reach out and touch it.

Gu Hong took a look through the rearview mirror, feeling very disgusted with his own son in his heart—the look in his eyes did not hide it.

The key is that if you like it, you just like it, and you dare not say it.

I think back then, on the night when he was sure of his mind, he jumped over the wall and entered Gu Cheng's fucking dormitory...

cough.

In a word, this kid, cowardly!

By the way, Gu Cheng. Ah Zhao suddenly remembered something, sat up straight, and turned to look at Gu Cheng.

Gu Chengcheng turned his gaze away: What?

You remember to listen to English for half an hour every day, and you can listen to it with headphones for a while before going to bed at night, just remember to set the timer, otherwise listening to it all the time will hurt your ears...

Gu Cheng: ...

He was a little disappointed, it was rare that Ah Zhao took the initiative to talk to him, but it was still because of his study.

But he still nodded obediently, and took the opportunity to gain a wave of goodwill: Don't worry, since I said to study hard, I will definitely not let you down.

Live up to?

Ah Zhao always felt that this word was a bit strange.

But since the male lead is a scumbag, she will not criticize.

After sending Ah Zhao home, Gu Cheng and his son didn't come to the door, they watched A Zhao enter the door before returning to the car.

Only the father and son were left, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly became serious.

Gu Hong clicked his tongue: I will definitely study hard. Son, don't leave for three days, you will impress Dad.

Gu Cheng said a little irritably: She likes good grades. We, the second graders, were rejected even when we confessed to her.

Could it be that she likes being number one in grade?

Gu Cheng snorted softly: Didn't I tell you? She is the first in grade.

Gu Hong yelled: The little girl is awesome!

I mean it.

Although Gu Hong himself has always been a scumbag, he likes to be a top student.

This liking means a little bit of love for the house, because Gu Cheng's mother was the provincial champion of X province back then.

The most proud thing in Gu Hong's life is that he was rejected 80 times by Gu Cheng's mother, and he succeeded when he stubbornly confessed his love for the 81st time.

His trick is just one: stalking.

Gu Cheng glanced at him: Come on, stalking is useless to Tang Zhao.

He thought of the divine power of the opponent's slap to smash a desk, and silently calculated that if he dared to stalk him with the cheek, this body would be able to bear the opponent's slaps several times.

The answer is: his end will not be much better than that desk.

So there can only be another way: become what she likes.

Appearance is an inherent advantage.

God knows how much Gu Cheng hated his title of a flower in the second middle school in the past.

But now, he is very grateful that he has a face that combines the advantages of his parents.

If Tang Zhao can make Tang Zhao look at him with admiration because of this, every flower is like a flower.

Stance and persistence are not worth mentioning in front of the person you like.

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My face feels a little sore.

I promised to guarantee the fourth watch yesterday, and today I will renege on my promise.

It's a bit uncomfortable, I will update two chapters today, and six changes tomorrow, and I will update the two chapters today.

I'm so sorry.

Good night, big babies~