Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

“Teacher, you're a little slow today.” Xiao Yan stopped running in front and looked back at Zhao.

Zhao's head has been a little dizzy since this morning, and his feet are soft and weak.

After hearing Xiao Yan, she simply stopped.

“Your legs are too long.” Azhao looked at Xiaoyan with envy.

Six months, Xiao Yan has grown nearly ten centimeters!

Juveniles who were a metre and seven tall in their own right now looked more and more like an adult.

Xiao Yan looked at her with a smile: “It's the teacher who wants to be lazy. ”

After a long time, Xiao Yan discovered Zhao's nature.

His teacher, at first, couldn't touch the thunder every day and shouted himself in the morning.

Later, a month or two later, after he had grown accustomed to practice in the morning, A Zhao began to be a little lazy.

Even if you still come out with yourself every day, you always have to find reasons not to move.

Xiao Yan was actually a little moved, because he knew exactly who this man was up for every morning and shouting at himself.

After all, he was only a 16-year-old teenager, and faced with such a caring person over the years, it was absolutely impossible not to touch him.

Xiao Yan said to himself, "As long as Xu Zhao can always do this to himself, even with whatever purpose, even if he pretends to care, he is willing to always be deceived by her like this.

As long as she's willing to keep lying to herself.

He is willing to deceive himself.

Zhao looked up at the teenager standing in front of him and revealed a smile. He was about to walk towards him. It was suddenly dark in front of him.

Xiao Yan's lip smile subsided.

He watched the person smiling at himself the second before suddenly soften.

“Teacher! ”

The body burst into a powerful force at this moment. Xiao Yan hugged her body before Azhao fell to the ground.

Zhao did not lose consciousness. She shook her head a little blankly: “I feel a little dizzy...”

Xiao Yan clasped her lips and reached out and touched her forehead - it was hot.

“Teacher, you have a fever. ”

Zhao blinked.

“Marshmallows, do I have a fever?” She said to the system amazingly.

Fever is a fresh feeling for her.

The marshmallows flashed twice, some embarrassed to say: "Well… I forgot to tell the host that when I crossed into the mission world, the host would be just like the human body, and life and old age were normal. ”

Azhao touched his head with some curiosity. He was a little hot, dizzy, and weak.

So this is what it's like to have a fever?

Xiao Yan watched her move without a word.

He held a breath in his heart: "If the teacher knew he cared about my body, he didn't see what was wrong with him? ”

Zhao softly coughed: “I'm not. Didn't you pay much attention? ”

She's been in system space for years, and she's never been sick.

She said, holding Xiao Yan's hand to stand up.

Neha's body dragged her legs a little, and she stood twice feeling her legs shaking.

Xiao Yan looked at her and suddenly bent over and squatted down.

“Come on up. ”

Azhao looked at him in confusion.

Xiao Yan whispered: “I carry the teacher back. ”

Zhao opened his eyes and then both eyes lit up.

“Xiao Yan, are you carrying me? ”

Xiao Yan didn't really understand why she was so happy and felt a little uncomfortable. “I'm afraid I won't make it to breakfast. ”