The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

When Anxiaxia couldn't bear the pain, she was stuffed into the Ferris wheel.

Soon, the Ferris wheel started, slowly rising to the sky.

In the confined space, quietly, they can only hear each other's breathing.

Anxia Xia looked at him angrily: "Why? You want to die with me?"

Sheng Yize ripped off his hat and mask, exposing that Qingjun Zhuoran's face.

He sat with his long legs crossed, squinting at An Xia Xia, as if a cheetah was looking at his prey.

His gas field was too strong, An Xia Xia could not help but persuaded, shrinking weakly to one side: "Sheng Yize, do you have anything to do with me?"

Sheng Yize started grinding his teeth.

Thanks for asking her!

Still so polite!

I really want to take a look at this girl, isn't it all water?

Stupid!

"I just came to watch, a fool who was sold and still foolishly helped people count money!" Sheng Yize said quietly, his poisonous tongue was extremely extreme.

He is steady, but once he encounters An Xia Xia, he will become irritable and irritable.

An Xia Xia was hurt by him, and he was speechless. After a long time, he was very wronged and said, "Are you people with high IQs happy to hurt people? Sheng Yize, I admit, you are smart, you are excellent, you are everything OK, I'm a fool! Fool! You're satisfied! "

In the end, her tone even made her cry.

Who really wants to say that he is stupid?

But can Sheng Yize just force her to be happy?

She turned her head and looked out the window. The height of the Ferris wheel was getting higher and higher enough to overlook the earth. The scenery below was getting farther and farther, making people feel unreal.

The weather that was originally bright and sunny was overcast. In the impression, the weather forecast said that there might be sleet today?

An Xia Xia thought for a long time, and kept blowing her nose, only to feel that the glass in front of her looked like a mist, and could not see it clearly.

She reached out and wiped the glass, but it remained unchanged.

After a brief moment, Anxia Xia's reaction came after she realized that it was not fog on the glass, but her eyes were wet.

She bit her lip tightly and didn't let herself cry, but her heart seemed to be holding a little monster in her heart, laughing and laughing at her, making her sad for no reason.

Why did you meet him?

Why come to kiss her?

Why, after teasing again and again, in exchange for a moment of tenderness, and then whispered to her?

Sheng Yize took the changes in her expression into the eyes, and for a moment his expression was touched. He took a deep breath: "Xia Xia, let's talk about it."

"Don't." An Xia Xia's voice was soft and waxy, with a sense of anger.

She reached out and wiped herself with tears, halfway through, she was caught by Sheng Yize.

The palm of his hand, slightly cold and soft, shuddered slightly because of his touch, as if afraid of him.

He provoked her jaw and looked at Anxiaxia.

Eyes intersect in the air, An Xia Xia wants to avoid, he squeezed her little hand, forcing her to pout at his mouth.

"Do you hate me so much?" He asked softly.

An Xia Xia was jealous of him, and even if she wanted to, she said, "Yes, I hate it! I hate it! Super hate it!"

Sheng Yize's helpless sigh, a soft kiss, fell on An Xia Xia's forehead.

Different from the previous hegemony, at this time, he was a gentle mess.

Outside the window, the first snow of the year came to me.