Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao directly understood the male lead's behavior as embarrassing.

This child, if you care about her, you care about her, and you have a hard mouth.

Nor was she polite, lying directly on Xiao Yan's shoulder.

“Marshmallows, the male lead has taken the initiative to carry me. Did he already feel the warmth of love?” Zhao asked.

The system thought about it and the soft encouragement was: "The host is awesome, the host goes on and on! ”

“Well, I'll try! ”

One person at a time, the system is cheering on each other, not knowing, Xiao Yan is experiencing a strange tangle at this moment.

The tangle originated from the man who was lying on his back.

Xiao Yan has been sent to this suburban villa since he was 10 years old. It can be said that he has never been in such close contact with anyone since he became clear about the difference between men and women.

Even though he and Azhao have been close to each other for the past six months, the most intimate behavior is just holding hands.

At this moment, however, the human touch on the back is that real.

Such a small and soft body shows Xiao Yan that on his back at this moment is a completely different, mature woman's body.

Especially if they are * * * * * soft...

Xiao Yan's ears warmed slightly.

Not this time, he couldn't help but step up and try to put an end to the current situation.

The woman on the back doesn't even understand his tangle.

Zhao lay on Xiao Yan's shoulder, his head was a little dizzy, and his spirit was excited because the male lead had taken the initiative to be so close.

She looked left and looked again, focusing on Xiao Yan holding her arm.

Because with one person on one's back, it's already got a thin layer of muscle with tight arms, and just looking at it like this, you can feel the power.

A Zhaoxin's sentiment: At first sight, the thin, pale teenager was as if he had fallen by the wind. At this moment, he was becoming more and more like a real adult man.

She couldn't help but reach out and poke Xiao Yan over the arm of a thin muscle.

Xiao Yan's arm trembled a bit and he turned to wonder: "Teacher? ”

From the perspective of Ah Zhao, the side face of the juvenile can be fully incorporated into the eyes: the male lead, although quiet, the five officials are sharp and distinct.

This face is beautifully described, but not at all feminine.

Zhao smiled and sluggishly laid down on the male lead. “Your arms are so stiff that I'm uncomfortable. ”

Xiao Yan: “...”

It was a wonderful feeling, the first time he heard a teacher speak to himself in such a delicate tone.

In his eyes, Xu Zhao has always been an elder-like character. She was patient, gentle, seemed to know everything, taught him a lot of things, as if everything was possible.

Though sometimes silly.

Until she was quite big, Xiao Yan didn't think of it. She seemed to be just a young girl who had just graduated from school and was a few years older than herself.

For most of my peers, I guess I'm still a little princess to be taken care of by my parents.

Xiao Yan shook her head and couldn't help laughing and making fun of her: “Shall I put the teacher down and go myself? ”

A Zhao hummed twice and mumbled something. Xiao Yan didn't hear too clearly: “... tired...”

Then he felt his neck loosened by a soft arm - Zhao's rejection of the proposal was obvious.

When he came on the bracelet, Xiao Yan stunned for a moment. His body subconsciously resisted, trying to avoid it.

But he remembered who was on his back, and he didn't have any extra arms to stop him.

So just a short hesitation, his world, was completely surrounded by this woman's breath.