Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Not a perfume.

The smell on her body is the same as that of her own person, fresh and not aggressive.

It is a long stream of water, people make it easy to get used to it.

Xiao Yan's nose pointed out a little, no longer talking, carrying A Zhao back to the villa.

The butler saw that he was carrying A Zhao back, and his look looked very calm - probably because there were more things to see in this half year, and nothing is strange.

Xiao Yu was very rare to talk to him - although in the eyes of Azhao, his change was great. But in fact, Xiao Yu still does not like to take the initiative to speak with people other than Azhao.

"The housekeeper, take the antipyretic medicine and call the doctor."

The housekeeper subconsciously did it, until Xiao Yu took the person upstairs and responded: Why should I obey this way?

Xiao Yu walked to the door of the room with A Zhao.

"Teacher, where is your key?" he asked.

The person on the back did not react.

Xiao Yu looked at the past: "teacher."

Into the eyes is Azhao Jiaoyan's face, and tightly closed eyes - she does not know when she slept.

The scorching breath hit his side, and Xiao Xiao moved a little discomfort and looked at A Zhao.

Two seconds later, he sighed low and seemed to have made a decision.

The footsteps fretted and he walked to the side of the room next to him.

The door was automatically iris-recognized, and Xiao Yu went straight into the room with A Zhao.

His room was extremely simple, except for a bed, a bedside table, a closet, and nothing extra.

He moved a little oysters to put A Zhao on the bed.

Azhao was very familiar with her. When she was in contact with the soft bed, she instinctively opened the shoes on her feet and wrapped herself into a silkworm cocoon with her quilt.

Xiao Yu looked at this scene with novelty. He felt that he seemed to re-recognize Xu Zhao today: he would not consciously spoil, and would do such childish movements.

"Young master?" The butler was holding a medicine chest in his hand and was shocked to stand at the door.

He felt that he might have problems with his eyes. Otherwise, how could he see Xiao Yu’s young lady bringing Miss Xu into her room?

Also placed in my bed!

Who doesn't know how serious Xiao Yu's cleansing is?

In addition to Miss Xu Zhao on weekdays, others can't even touch him.

Not to mention the private sector of the bedroom.

Even Miss Xu Zhao, for so long, has never been to the room of Xiao Yu’s young master (at least he knows), let alone the bed of Xiao Yu’s young master!

In the heart of Xiao Yu’s youngest, is it so special and important to treat Miss Xu?

Thinking of Xu Zhao's identity, and then remembering his wife's words, somehow, the housekeeper looked at Xiao Yu's gaze, and suddenly there was some unbearable meaning.

If... If one day, Master Xiao Yu knows that Miss Xu Zhao is looking for someone to approach him deliberately...

The butler did not dare to think about what the teenager would do in front of him.

He hangs down and presses down on the sinister heart that rises in the bottom of his heart: each is his master, this unnecessary compassion is better to discard.

“The medicine cabinet is here, antipyretics and cold medicines are all there, and it takes about ten minutes for the doctor to come over.”

Xiao Xiao nodded and went to the door to pick up the things in the housekeeper’s hand: "There is work."

He did not let the housekeeper enter the door of his room.

The door is closed.

Xiao Yu found the symptomatic drug and then fell into meditation:

Now the question is coming. How do you let the teacher who slept in the medicine take medicine?