The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

"Hey, have you all seen Zhan Zeyang?" Lu Xiaojing shouted at the boys in front.

Several boys shook their heads one after another, saying that they had not seen Zhan Zeyang.

"This is weird, Zhan Zeyang has such a good physical fitness, it shouldn't be..." Lu Xiaojing muttered.

Xia Zixuan didn't care where Zhan Zeyang was, anyway, as long as the two small bean buns were not in front of her.

At this time, not far from the foot of the mountain, Lin Anran walked slowly.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Wuyou looked at An Ran, who was not anxious at all, with some speechlessness, as if she was a grandmother who came to spring outing, taking one step and taking two steps.

"I'm doing physical examination." An Ran said solemnly.

"Physical test? Like you, we will definitely be out."

An Ran shrugged, "It's good to be out."

She didn't want to stay in this place anymore, but now she finally had such a chance to get out of the game without any problems.

Wuyou understood it instantly, her beautiful eyes widened, "So you have this idea?"

"What's my idea?" An Ran blinked innocently, "We are all children, how can we be much better than those tall middle school students? It's normal for us to be out of the game."

"Normal?" Wuyou's mouth was crooked, what her old sister said was not honest at all.

An Ran glanced at Wuyou, "What? Don't you want to go home?"

Worry-free of course also thought, "It's just old lady, isn't it a bit too obvious that you are climbing the mountain like an old lady? No one in the family will believe it."

An Ran rolled her eyes, looked around, and then staggered, and fell directly to the ground, "Oh, hello... I fell... I got my ankle... oops..."

Worry-free, "..."

Sister, can your acting skills be more fake?

"Is your foot?" At this time, a fresh boy's voice sounded.

As soon as An Ran, who was lying on the ground, raised her head, she met Zhan Zeyang's smiling eyes.

"Huh?" The little girl was taken aback for a moment, and then nodded, "Well, elder brother, you don't need to pay attention to us, you go first, if you go too slowly, you will be eliminated."

What is this guy doing? The other middle school students are gone, he is even slower than them?

Zhan Zeyang chuckled, squatting to An Ran's side with concern, "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

An Ran shook his head, "No, don't delay you."

"No delay at all." After that, Zhan Zeyang directly lifted An Ran from the ground, and then carried him on his back.

safely,"……"

Wuyou came over immediately, "What are you doing, let go of my sister!"

Zhan Zeyang felt amused and stretched out his hand and rubbed the worry-free little head, "The little guy is good, and I know to protect my sister. Your sister hurt her foot. In order to prevent your sisters and brothers from being eliminated, I will walk a little bit behind her back. Put it down for her when it's almost there."

When An Ran heard this, she became anxious, "I don't need to... let me down..."

"Good boy, obedient." Zhan Zeyang said softly.

"I'm not injured, you put me down, I pretended to be!" An Ran was helpless and could only tell the truth.

While talking, he was kicking his calf. I thought, if it wasn't for your kindness, I would just scratch you.

Feeling the strong and vigorous leg strength of the little girl coming from the back, Zhan Zeyang smiled and put An Ran down clearly.