Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Chapter 89: A Dejected Prince with a Cold Outside and Tender Inside (45)
Translator: asassin
The two of them gaze at each other face to face. Though neither of them moves, the air becomes hotter all of a sudden.

Zhao Yin looks at Ah Zhao unblinkingly, his voice low and hoarse: “Zhao Zhao.”

Ah Zhao suddenly reaches out her hand and puts her finger on his lips: “Call me Ah Zhao.”

Zhao Yin is at a loss.

Ah Zhao says softly with a faint blush: “There are many people who call me Zhao Zhao but only you can call me Ah Zhao.”

Zhao Yin gasps for breath.

He clutches Ah Zhao’s waist in his hands abruptly and holds her tightly in his arms when calling her again and again:

“Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao…”

Ah Zhao answers him softly.

She lies on Zhao Yin’s chest mildly, the last syllable of her answer soft with a little quiver, not knowing whether it is due to shyness or something else, which almost captivates Zhao Yin.

He grits his teeth beside her ears: “You are seducing me.”

Ah Zhao’s soft little hand finds Zhao Yin’s waist and she laughs naughtily: “Well, couldn’t I seduce my husband?”

Zhao Yin can’t take it any longer, he bends down and catches her tempting mouth with his.

His hands are occupied as well, which brush against her lapel and get inside her dress.

Ah Zhao gasps for air.

She reaches out her hand in objection: “It’s still daytime.”

Zhao Yin’s grip loosens while their lips are still together.

“Do you think of that when you seduced me?”

Ah Zhao shuts up with a guilty conscience.

Zhao Yin squeezes her waist: “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”

Ah Zhao’s body turns soft because of that squeeze.

She leans against him and smiles obediently: “I was wrong. Forgive me for this once, husband.”

Her last syllable goes up, in a seductive way which she isn’t aware of.

Zhao Yin’s eyes turns darker.

Ah Zhao feels bad about it instinctively. She might have gone too far this time.

Therefore, she makes a prompt decision: “It suddenly occurs to me…”

“It’s too late!”

She is carried off the ground, her whole body up in an instant. When she realizes it, she’s already in bed.

Zhao Yin’s body comes down on hers.

The bed is large, however, at the moment, Ah Zhao feels that the whole space narrows and she can’t catch her breath.

She stutters: “I, I think, in the daytime, we need to cool down.”

Zhao Yin is on her, helping her take off her phoenix coronet unhurriedly.

There’s desire in his eyes. Though his body is already stiff, his movement is neither too fast nor too slow.

“Don’t worry about it, Ah Zhao. Nobody dares to bother us even in the daytime.”

He helps her take off all kinds of hairpins and ornaments one by one and looks at her silky black hair lying on the bed with satisfaction.

The corners of Ah Zhao’s eyes are a little red and her breath a bit shaky.

Zhao Yin has been slow and gentle, however that perfectly normal behavior makes her feel aroused.

His hands are already around her waist.

Zhao Yin stops for a moment.

“Ah Zhao?” He asks a little hesitantly.

Ah Zhao looks up at him.

There isn’t any flaw on this man’s perfectly handsome face. His normally proud and beautiful eyes now lower and look at her gently with restraint.

Her heart pounds violently.

Then, she holds his hand and takes off the tie around her waist.

Zhao Yin is wild with joy.

He suddenly lowers his head. Leaning on her body, his kisses fall by her ears.

Among those passionate and hungry kisses, there are some whispers from him sometimes:

“Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao…”

“I like you so much.”