Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Ah Zhao was curious: Sister Joanna, don't you usually do these things?

Joanna's face was full of regret: We came to serve, basically serving tea and water to clean up His Majesty's bedroom. His Majesty won't let us get close, and he won't even let us change clothes.

When she mentioned the word changing clothes, her eyes were full of anticipation and eagerness to try.

Azhao complained silently in his heart: As long as you look like wolves and tigers, wishing to throw down His Majesty the Demon King every minute, it's no wonder he would let you get close.

Lily. Joanna suddenly called her mysteriously.

Ah Zhao was puzzled: What's the matter?

Joanna and the maid gathered around:

Lily, you are suitable to serve His Majesty to take a bath, what a great opportunity...

Yes, yes, remember to count how many abdominal muscles your majesty has.

Also! Your Majesty...

Another maid had a red face: Your Majesty is handsome and powerful, and that place must be stronger than ordinary demons.

Joanna nodded desperately: I really want to see His Majesty's body.

If you can have a spring breeze, you will be willing to die.

Ah Zhao: ...

Even though she had accepted the openness of the demons, she was still dumbfounded when she heard these words.

Seeing her stunned look, her fair face flushed, and her misty blue eyes looking surprised and at a loss, Joanna coughed suddenly.

Unusual, I felt a little embarrassed.

They were so excited just now that they lost their minds for a moment, forgetting that the little girl in front of them was not a native of the demon clan.

I heard that the humans outside the Demon Realm are very serious, and this kind of topic is never discussed.

Joanna stopped talking, and tried to bend a more serious smile: Lily, Liz and I were joking just now, don't take it too seriously.

A Zhao glanced at her with big beautiful eyes, and nodded seriously: Sister Joanna, you don't need to say anything, I understand.

Joanna was embarrassed: Well, actually...

Lily. The deep voice resounded in the side hall, Come here.

It is His Majesty the Demon King.

Joanna quickly shut up.

Ah Zhao walked towards the main hall.

Liz looked at Ah Zhao's petite back and frowned worriedly: Lily is really too small, Your Majesty won't really...

Joanna quickly stopped her: Your Majesty must like Lily's cuteness.

Some time ago, His Majesty was furious because of those rumors.

Although His Majesty has always been tolerant towards these maids, as a servant, one must not be too pampered.

...

Ah Zhao has arrived in the main hall at this moment.

It is rare that His Majesty the Demon King is not sitting on his high but incomparably cold throne.

He was still wearing a black robe, and his long black hair was hanging down, almost falling to the ground.

His emotionless red eyes glanced at A Zhao, then turned around:

Follow me.

Azhao discovered that most of the time, this demon king had no pretensions.

Only in rare cases, such as when angry, will I call myself I.

A Zhao silently followed behind him, through a long corridor, to a certain palace.

The palace room is spacious and empty, only one side still has a bath with milky white steam.

The devil waited for a while, and found that the girl behind him was just standing straight, without any movement.

He said sarcastically, Blanche's little princess, do you want me to take a bath in all my clothes?