Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Chapter 89

The two looked at each other, obviously no one moved, the air suddenly became sticky.

Zhao Yin looked at Zhao without blinking, and said in a hoarse voice, Zhao Zhao...

A Zhao suddenly reached out and pressed his lips: Call me A Zhao.

Zhao Yin didn't know why.

Azhao blushed slightly, and said softly, Zhaozhao has many people shouting, Azhao... only let you yell.

Zhao Yin took a deep breath.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Ah Zhao's waist, imprisoned her tightly in his arms, and called her one by one:

Azhao...Azhao...

Ah Zhao replied twice in a low voice.

She leaned docilely in Zhao Yin's arms, she didn't know whether it was shyness or what, but the ending sound was soft, trembling a little, almost wanting to take away Zhao Yin's soul.

He gritted his teeth next to her ear: you are hooking me like this.

A Zhao's soft little hands gently wrapped around his waist, and he smiled mischievously: I can hook up with my husband, can't I?

Zhao Yin couldn't bear it anymore, leaned over and grabbed that alluring little mouth.

His hands didn't stay idle either, he slid into the skirt of the dress and got in.

Azhao gasped lightly.

She stretched out her hand to push him away: It's still daytime...

Zhao Yin let go a little, and their lips still touched together.

When you recruited me, didn't you think it was daytime?

Ah Zhao felt guilty and stopped talking.

Zhao Yin pinched her waist severely: Is it intentional? Huh?

Ah Zhao's waist was softened by this pinch.

She leaned into his arms and smiled flatteringly: I was wrong, please forgive me once, um... Husband?

The ending sound rises, with an unknowingly provocative.

Zhao Yin's eyes suddenly darkened.

Azhao's intuition is not good, she may, this fire...was a little too big?

Make a quick decision: I suddenly remembered...

late!

The whole body soared into the air and was held in someone's arms. When he came back to his senses, his back had already touched the soft bed.

Zhao Yin's body immediately pressed up.

The bed was very spacious, but at this moment, Ah Zhao felt that the space suddenly became extremely cramped, making her unable to breathe.

She stammered and said: I, I think, during the day, it's better to calm down...

Zhao Yin half-pressed her, and slowly took off the heavy phoenix crown for her.

There was desire in his eyes, and his body was obviously tense, but his movements were not too fast or slow.

Ah Zhao don't have to worry, even in the daytime, no one dares to disturb...

Little by little, he took off all kinds of hairpin accessories for her, and watched the delicate blue hair spread all over the bed with satisfaction.

The corners of Ah Zhao's eyes were a little red, and her breath was a little messy.

Obviously Zhao Yin's movements were slow and gentle, but for some reason, such a serious movement, done under such circumstances, made her feel a trace of lust.

Those hands have reached the waist.

Zhao Yin paused.

Azhao? He asked hesitantly.

Ah Zhao looked up at him.

The man's face is impeccable, and his usually beautiful eyebrows are lowered at this moment, looking at him restrained and gentle.

Her heart beat violently.

then--

Taking his hand, slowly and firmly, he pulled down the shackles around his waist.

Zhao Yin was ecstatic in his heart.

He suddenly lowered his head and leaned against her body like this, his lips fell next to her ear.

In the fiery and frenzied kiss, there were a few whispers:

Azhao...Azhao...