Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Is she angry?

Before Ah Zhao could figure out what the heroine meant, she saw that the tone of the heroine in front of her suddenly softened.

You, if you really like to call this, it's up to you!

Ah Zhao: ?

Didn't you just say that you don't like me calling you Your Highness the Princess?

Seeing the awkward look of the heroine, she thought about it for a while, and felt that the girl was actually a very kind child, and she didn't like the title Princess Highness before she saw it, so should she call it herself?

Thinking about it this way, Ah Zhao felt that it was unreasonable for him to care about a girl in her teens.

So she looked at Meng Feiying and asked seriously: Then what do you like to hear me call you?

Meng Feiying said ah: What?

Ah Zhao smiled at her: Don't you like that name? If you don't like it, I won't call it.

After saying this, she saw that the heroine's face turned red again.

The hostess is really a shy child, Ah Zhao thought.

Mengmeng. Mengfeiying's eyes sparkled, and she repeated, Mengmeng, my closest friends call me Mengmeng.

closest friend?

Ah Zhao didn't expect that his relationship with the heroine would have such a big breakthrough, and he would directly rise to the closest level.

It seems that this is the magic power of the plus halo.

Ah Zhao couldn't help putting on a smile on his face.

...

not far away.

Tang Zhou sat on a chair and looked at the two people who were talking.

The eldest lady and Her Royal Highness the princess of the dream family.

This is undoubtedly a very pleasing picture.

There are many people who are paying attention to this scene like him.

Someone even quietly took a picture of this scene with a mobile phone and hid it in the mobile phone.

Tang Zhou is different from them.

All his attention was on the eldest lady.

Seeing her cold expression, watching her frown, watching her smile, watching her conniving and helpless looking at the person in front of her.

Tang Zhou felt that he was a little envious of Meng Feiying.

The people in this world who envy Meng Feiying are probably counted in units of one hundred million.

Her beauty, her status, her wealth, everything she owns.

But these, in Tang Zhou's eyes, are not worth one, and the eldest lady smiled so softly at her.

When will Missy be able to smile at me like this?

Just thinking about it, Tang Zhou felt his heart was burning like a bubble.

When he came back to his senses, he realized what he was thinking, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to cover his face.

How could he think of such things?

What are you doing? A familiar cold voice came from beside my ear.

It's Missy.

Right now Tang Zhou is still in a state of irrationality and sobriety.

So he put down his hand covering his face like an electric shock, looked at A Zhao in a panic, and opened his mouth: I miss you.

Ah Zhao: ...

Tang Zhou: ...

He thought that God would give him a chance to time travel, just two seconds, and let him delete the sentence just now.

As soon as she looked up, sure enough, the eldest lady was looking at herself coldly with complicated eyes.

I... I mean, I was thinking, Missy is really a remarkable person. Tang Zhou was quick to wit, and still made nonsense.

Ah Zhao couldn't tell that he was talking nonsense, but she wanted to see what the male lead could make up.

She raised her eyebrows: Oh?

That's what it means to listen to him.

Tang Zhou groaned secretly in his heart, so he could only start searching his brains to organize his words.