Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

When I walked downstairs, the doctor came.

Seven, seven, eight, eight, checked, and concluded that Zhao is in good physical condition, does not need an injection, take some fever medicine, just stay put.

A Zhao sat unconscious for a while. After the doctor left, he walked back to his room unconscious and fell asleep.

Xiao Yan followed him until he watched Zhao fall asleep. He hid his quilt and took the door and went out.

As a tutor, Zhao is ill, and today's lesson is naturally over.

The servants who work in the villa are fine and don't go upstairs.

Xiao Yan returned to his room and stood in front of the window, looking out the window at a row of tall French woods.

When he remembered Zhao's happy and peaceful expression in his duvet, he shook his head with a smile and took out his phone and dialed a number.

“Uncle... it's me, Xiao Yan...”

If Zhao were here, he would find that the cell phone that the male owner took out was not the one he used on weekdays at all. Instead, it's an old-fashioned, market-eliminated, vintage keyboard phone.

She didn't know, but Xiao Yan knew very well that the newest phone on the market that the housekeeper had brought to him did not have any secrets.

He calls anybody at this moment, and the next second, the chat record shows up in Zhao Li's ear.

That woman would never let him go.

Even if we pushed him to this place, he wouldn't want to quit.

Had it not been for Mom's will, Xiao Yan had no doubt that Zhao Li would not have used such “gentle” means, but would have simply disappeared.

Xiao Yan's face hung up without expression. At this moment, it seems that Xiao Yan, who is shy in front of Azhao, is just an illusion.

He looked coldly at the void ahead: "Zhao Li, Xiao Hansheng (Xiao Father), Xiao Mo, you owe me, I will personally, little by little, get it back. ”

Zhao was woken up by Xiao Yan.

The quilt was too comfortable and she was a little unhappy to get up.

People around me seem to smile: "Is the teacher teaching me how to get laid? ”

The quilt moved a little.

How can a man who wants to reach the height of his life have such a lazy habit!

Zhaoteng sat up.

She was still a little confused, but tried to make a serious appearance: “Did you just wake me up? I didn't hear you. ”

Xiao Yanxin said you should at least open your eyes and talk.

But he didn't tear it down, either: “Lunch is ready, if the teacher is really sleepy, wait until after lunch. ”

Zhao nodded, very painfully climbed out of bed, swimming downstairs, eating.

All the way to the godforsaken face.

Xiao Yan really can't watch after almost drinking a bowl of seaweed soup that she won't even touch during the week.

“Teacher's fed up, let's go rest. ”

Otherwise, he worried that Azhao would end up on the table.

Stand up, go upstairs, lie down in bed, cheer up!

Zhao laid down for a week.

Xiao Yan was worried about what other illnesses she was having, and called the doctor to come over for a thorough examination, and concluded that it was only a normal cold fever that stopped.

Zhao had been lying in bed for a week and just felt like he was almost a cripple.

It's sour everywhere.

She's trying to relax, but the butler dropped a big bomb:

“Mr and Mrs Xiao said that the day would come to visit Master Xiao Yan. ”