Quick Transmigration Live Broadcast: The Villain Boss is the Female Emperor!

The frost on Zong Zheng's face condensed more, and the air in the study seemed to be frozen, and the temperature plummeted.

He regretted for a moment, why didn't he deal with her before.

Chong Ai saw his thoughts in his eyes, and couldn't help but hooked his lips and said, "Regret?"

Zongzheng didn't answer, from the bottom of his heart he had a feeling that she would not hurt him, but maybe... she would take advantage of her.

"It's useless to regret." Chong Ai rubbed his hair, messing it up.

The man's soft black hair scattered, covering his eyes slightly, his face was no longer cold and abstinent, bringing him a bit of evil, beautiful and demonic aura.

Chong Ai lowered her head and kissed his lips, his lips were very thin, as cold as him.

Zongzheng kept kissing and kissing without saying a word, until the temperature of each other rose, and his breath was a little chaotic, and sometimes he would respond subconsciously.

Chong Ai bit his lips lightly, and said softly, "I heard that there are many magisters in Zongzheng's family, would you ask them to teach Luo Mengmeng magic?"

"Do you think I'll make my opponent stronger?" The man's voice was hoarse and low, and his slightly magnetic voice was particularly nice.

Chong Ai felt his ears twitch, and his long fingers poked his chest with silent temptation.

"The opponent is too weak and boring, isn't it? Is Young Master Zongzheng afraid? Afraid of failure?"

Zongzheng stared at her, his voice was calm and cold, and said, "You don't need to provoke me."

The teaching of the Zongzheng family is to never despise your enemies, never let your guard down, and never give your enemies a chance to grow.

Low-level aggressive tactics are useless for him, and one less enemy is better for him.

Chong Ai smiled, and sure enough, she still can't get enough oil and salt, Luo Mengmeng's growth rate is too slow now.

There is still about a month left, and the Imperial Magic Academy will hold the promotion competition for magic summoners. Luo Mengmeng has the opportunity to compete for the divine scepter because of family reasons.

Therefore, Luo Mengmeng must be made stronger!

Only when she is really strong, Luo Mengmeng can live well without an envoy!

Any world is cruel. Only by being independent and strong can you better protect yourself.

Chong Ai raised her beautiful eyebrows and said, "Master Zongzheng, we are so close, you don't show any affection?"

Zong Zheng's thin lips pursed slightly and said, "She is not suitable for participating in the competition."

This 'she' refers to Luo Mengmeng. At first, the four great families didn't take Luo Mengmeng seriously until the envoy appeared in the academy to help Luo Mengmeng.

Luo Mengmeng's temperament is too soft, without the guardian of the demon queen, she would be easily kicked out.

Chong Ai was lying on top of him, her face pressed against his hard chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.

"Everyone grows up, and so does she." She whispered, "I promised to help her get the divine scepter, and I will do it."

"Your hand!" Zong Zheng roared.

The man's ascetic and indifferent expression collapsed, his face was full of anger, and a pair of eyes flashed with cold light.

Chong Ai curled her lips into a smile, her blood-red eyes flashing with a sly light, and said, "Master Zongzheng, do you agree or not?"

His figure is really good, with eight-pack abs and a perfect mermaid line. After taking off his clothes, it will definitely make women see nosebleeds.

"Take it out!" Zong Zheng gritted his teeth.

Chong Ai's soft fingertips pressed against his muscles and whispered in his ear, "Agree?"