Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

When An Ziyu first saw Jiang Fall, his eyes couldn't help but turn to others.

Almost as big as he is, big eyes are beautiful, like talking.

Little Yasuko doesn't know what it means to look good, but he feels like he can't move his eyes at this moment.

He hid in his mother's arms, whilst talking to that strange aunt, his tits turned his head and looked at each other secretly.

The other person didn't realize he was looking at her, like a quiet doll, and stood there very nicely.

“Hello Auntie. ”

The crisp, raw voice sounds nice, with a little milky soft glue.

When Yan Ziyu looked at each other, he quickly turned his head slightly and buried it in his mother's arms.

The strange aunt greeted him, but after that, she never looked at him again.

An Ziyu felt a little sad in his heart, even angry that he didn't understand.

In the living room, they finally greeted him.

Yasuko was delighted and stared at her with a straight eye, but things were less pleasant later.

The other party accidentally fell, An Ziyu was hit by a hard bone, very painful, the golden beans began to fall down and down.

He was very grieving, whether he didn't like him, then he didn't like her either.

With this in mind, tears began to gush, and Yasuko couldn't stop crying. Even the usual words of comfort and hugs of her mother were useless.

In the next few days, the other party always wanted to lean over and play with her. But when he thought about what had happened before, he held on to it. He also turned his back and grabbed the blanket to divert his attention.

The other side leaned over, An Ziyu listened to the other side's voice, a petite anger offended, he deliberately milked and said that I didn't want to play with you. But I couldn't help but regret it a little, afraid that they would really hate him.

Mom let them take a nap together today.

Yasuko Yu had a little leap in his heart and a little expectation, but pretended to be a disgusting grievance. He wondered if the other party would coax him like his mother.

If you do, you must like him.

“Ziyi, what do you like?” He lay there with his big eyes and looked cautiously.

An Ziyu was a little happy, and he whispered in his mouth, “Cake. ”

Didn't expect the other person to ask him again.

Yan Ziyu was sad and grieved. He felt that the other side did not value himself at all. I really hate it.

The other side leaned over and Yan Ziyu noticed that he wanted to turn around and hit the other side in the chin. The cumulative grief broke out completely and the tears began to snap again.

He didn't want to, either, but he didn't think they really liked him.

When I think of this, An Ziyu can't help but think about it. If I don't like it, I don't like it. If he has a mother, it's enough.

But over the next few days, the other side has been trying to get close to him.

An Ziyu's heart is very conflicted, he wants to go past and doesn't want to go past.

Auntie sent the cake again. An Ziyu loved her cake. It was sweet and soft, but because Mommy didn't give it much, he had to eat it in small bites.

Strawberries are sweet and should be kept in the back.

Later, he didn't expect them to give him strawberries.