The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Su Xiaomo slandered in her heart: who wants to have a future with you! Humph!

Depressed kicked him: "I want to sleep."

He Jiayu stunned: "Hold you back?"

"Yep!"

He Jiayu bowed her body slightly and hugged her horizontally. Su Xiaomo had no thoughts in her heart, and some were just sad.

The girl vaguely remembered that He Jiayu once told her.

Luo Qianran.

The girl lost her life because of He Jiayu. In other words, in this life, He Jiayu's heart will have her figure, and no one can replace it.

Su Xiaomo didn't know why he was sad, and he didn't know that his behavior at the moment was jealous. He just felt he hated death!

He Jiayu gently put her on the bed, and Su Xiaomo's proud Jiao pouted: "Turn off the lights, I'm going to sleep."

"it is good."

He Jiayu pressed the light out, and the room returned to darkness.

The breathing of each other was clear and audible. He Jiayu hesitated in place and did not leave.

"What are you ...?" He asked.

"I'm okay." Su Xiaomo replied dumbly, "You go, I want to sleep."

He Jiayu said nothing more, and carefully closed the door for her.

...

Su Xiaomo arched a few times in the quilt, his stomach was too supportive, and his sleepiness struck, and he soon fell asleep.

Waking up again, she was awakened by colic in the lower abdomen.

"Ah ..." she screamed, fumbled to the mobile phone, could not care anything, and directly dialed He Jiayu's phone.

He Jiayu quickly answered the phone, and her voice was still hoarse, which was characteristic of just waking up: "What's wrong?"

"He Jiayu ..." Su Xiaomo's voice became crying. "My stomach hurts! I feel like I'm giving birth!"

"Be patient, I'll take a look." He Jiayu lifted the quilt and got out of bed, trying to open the door of Su Xiaomo's room. Then she thought, and asked, "Are you dressed?"

Su Xiaomo glanced down, tears: "No."

She just wore a sling casually, she didn't even wear the inner clothes, she looked down and knew everything.

But the stomach was so painful, her cold sweat flowed directly, and the embarrassed groan | groan passed through He Jiayu's ear through the thick wooden door.

He Jiayu was worried about her, opened the door, and pulled out a sheet from the cabinet, and wrapped Su Xiaomo in a stiff motion.

Su Xiaomo, like finding a life-saving straw, rushed into his arms, "It hurts ... it hurts ..."

"Good, I've hit 120." He Jiayu touched her hair. "Wait a minute, my house is close to the hospital, and the ambulance will be here soon."

Su Xiaomo's consciousness of pain was blurred. She was holding He Jiayu's waist, her nails were almost stuck!

He Jiayu frowned without eyebrows, only comforted her lowly, fed her some water, and finally calmed down Su Xiaomo's emotions.

The doctor arrived and carried Su Xiaomo to the hospital.

He Jiayu was busy registering, queuing up, paying fees, getting medicines ... tossing down a large circle, and ran to buy food for Su Xiaomo.

In the ward.

Su Xiaomo was lying on the bed, his face was ruthless.

She had thought she was eating, but the doctor told her that she actually had appendicitis!

The operation has been completed, but ... but ...

When she was thinking wildly, the door was pushed open, He Jiayu came in holding the insulation box, her hair was a little messy, her brows were anxious.

My heart warmed up, Su Xiaomo was trying to correct her feelings, but she put a loud ... fart ...

A brush in the room fell into silence.