Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Chapter 392: Young Domestication Begins in Childhood Cultivation (Pan 3)

Yan Ziyu probing said, “I think basketball is fun too. ”

The other person's face revealed a joyful expression, “Ziyi, do you like to play basketball? ”

Yasuko thought, "Fall in love with how he turned out."

Actually, he doesn't like those things, but falling seems to like them, so he can become what they want.

For the first time, Yan Ziyu fought again in school because the other confession failed to say bad things behind his back.

He beat people up angrily.

Anya Ziyu will not allow anyone to speak ill of Jiangdu, nor will anyone bully her, not even himself.

On the first legacy of the dream, Yasuko panicked and took her wet underwear to the toilet.

Zhou Ruoyun knocked on his door and called his name.

An Ziyu pretended to respond calmly and, after her mother left, began to stare at her pants.

All that emerged in his mind was falling into a dream, and then his face was so hot, he couldn't help but think, the dirty ideas buried deep in his heart burst out of the earth, unable to control the mad growth.

Jealous of his sneaky self, his dark self, Yasuko Yasushi, who hopes to remain blind to himself, is too strange.

He began to hide from each other, and even though he missed the ravages, he didn't want to go any closer to the past, even if the night had gone mad and lowly screaming her name.

An Ziyu was afraid, afraid to fall and see himself on the other side, and then began to stay away.

He started working harder, approaching each other the way he liked to, trying to connect with others, and starting to make himself better.

On the day Zhou Ruoyun left, An Ziyu's whole world was about to collapse.

He was depressed for a few days and held the girl like a life-saving straw.

An Ziyu said, "Fall, you're all I have. ”

Perhaps the other party doesn't know the meaning of the phrase, but he understands it in his own heart.

He finally became what he hoped for.

But more and more eyes are falling on teenage girls, and unstoppable dark emotions are fermented where they cannot be seen.

Jealous, eager and possessive, the idea of hiding each other is getting stronger and stronger.

An Ziyu could no longer bear to kiss her at the prom.

He was like a pervert, ostensibly a hypocrite, with all his thoughts in his back exposed in the bedroom where all his secrets were hidden.

On Valentine's Day, a boy hugged her, knowing it was an accident, but he couldn't stop being jealous inside.

So I couldn't help but do it again in the sports equipment room.

It's just that An Ziyu didn't expect to reveal his identity this time.

Surprise was just a moment, but he quickly smiled gently.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you find out.

Because he knew the day would come sooner or later, just sooner or later.

....

Falling dead.

An Ziyu grabbed the other hand tightly and didn't let go. Xiao Xueqing cried and said, “Ziyu, left her behind. ”

He raised his head, his eyes dark, without any light, with a gentle smile on his lips, “Aunt Xiao, fell on her and said she would soon be fine. ”

Xiao Xueqing covered his mouth and cried silently, "Ziyi... don't do this. ”

Anzi bent her eyes and put her index finger up. “Shh, Aunt Xiao, I'm tired of falling today. Let's not argue with her. ”