Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Azhao watched as he was held by Xiao Yu and walked all the way to the bathroom.

The most terrible thing is that after entering the bathroom, Xiao Yu did not mean to go out.

"Teacher, do you need help?" He did not let down Azhao, but he hanged his head and asked in her ear.

The scorching breath hits Azhao's ear, and the pale skin is visible to the naked eye.

"No, no."

A Zhao feels that she has not seen it for five years. The familiar Xiao Yu used to give her a completely different feeling.

Also.

Five years ago, she still looked at him with the eyes of the child.

But now, Xiao Yu, he is really an adult.

Xiao Yu was not reluctant. He was very obedient and put A Zhao down. His gentleman went outside.

A Zhao sighed with relief and supported the sink.

But she is thinking about things too simple.

The body root, the present, the no, the, the, the, the, the, the, the, the

She found that she could only hold the sink in front of her hands, and there was no extra hand to solve the pants!

But the feeling that everyone knows in the body is almost unstoppable.

Azhao can't do anything to ask for a different **** to help him solve his pants.

She is almost crying.

The system in the brain is a little white, and nothing can help.

Xiao Yu, who stood outside, heard that there was no sound coming from inside, completely unexpected.

For the past four years, he has been feeding her every day, scrubbing her body, what is the teacher's body, and no one knows better than him.

He worried that Azhao alone smashed himself in the inside and took the initiative to say: "Teacher?"

A Zhao does not speak.

Xiao Yu sighed: "Teacher, am I coming in?"

I don’t know what to say in the inside, and there is no objection in the end.

Xiao Yu walked in and saw A Zhao, who was trembling with the rest of the sink.

Seeing him coming in, Azhao turned around and his eyes were already grievous and full of tears.

His heart was almost smashed in an instant.

Without saying anything, holding the person in his arms, Xiao Yu is gentle and firm - she has removed her pants.

Put the person on the toilet.

"The teacher is good, call me again."

When he did these things, Azhao was completely closed--it was too shameful!

Xiao Yu waited almost half an hour outside.

He knew that Azhao was estimated to be shy and not rushing.

I waited until Azhao called him.

I don't know how Azhao did it. He took his pants and stood on the sink.

When I saw Xiao Yu, A Zhao’s face was red again: “I... I washed my hands, you took me out.”

Xiao Yu couldn't help but smile: "Follow, teacher."

He bent over and was a princess holding the man back.

The first thing that Azhao returned to the bed was to smother himself into the quilt.

Of course, the action was not very convenient, and the perceived Xiao Yu was stopped.

"The teacher doesn't have to be shy. You have been doing this for five years in a coma."

Xiao Yu smiled at Shang Azhao's eyes and smiled: "So, there is no place in the teacher, I have not seen it."

Azhao: "..."

Her eyes were round and she looked at Xiao Yu: "You, you, you, you..."

You have been around for a long time and don't know what to say.

Xiao Yu looked at the bed, though weak, but full of lively and angry teachers, dark and dull:

"I like teachers."

"Since the teacher woke up, are you ready to accept me?"