The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Mr. Song's pretty eyebrows were filled with guilt, and he was chasing after the delicate blue figure in the auditorium.

An Xia Xia didn't know what she said to her friends, her smiling eyes were crooked, like ice-blue flowers blooming in the wasteland, innocent and full of youthful vitality.

Xia Xia like this ...

She looks so beautiful, with friends, joy, and well-being.

Mr. Song was very emotional, and the special assistant around him handed in a handkerchief in time. He picked it up and wiped it to the corner of his eyes.

The headmaster glanced secretly and couldn't help it.

The famous Mr. Song is actually trying to tears?

That little girl ... who is he?

Mr. Song had already spoken before the headmaster had come up with a 1510, with a very elegant tone: "Principal, I think Qixia's experimental building is very old. From now on, the Song Group will invest to rebuild Qixia Two experimental buildings. "

The headmaster was overjoyed. This was the sponsorship that the school board took the pains to draw. I did not expect such a generous shot!

Two experimental buildings! No tens or even hundreds of millions? How can it be taken down!

He immediately put on a charming smile: "Thank you Mr. Song ... I believe that teachers and students from Qixia will thank you for your generous help ..."

Mr. Song waved at him: "Don't thank me, my only requirement is to take good care of this girl. Do you understand me?"

The principal was terrified, pretending to be calm, and bowed respectfully: "Yes."

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A soothing melody sounded, Xiao Yan, the president of the student union, dressed in a dark blue dress and a bow tie of the same color, stood on the stage of the auditorium and announced the formal start of the ball.

There was a sensation in the crowd for a while, and they began to look for dance partners.

Su Xiaomo looked at He Jiayu not far away. He was surrounded by a group of girls. He had a good temper and a gentle smile to everyone, making those girls stick him tighter.

Su Xiaomo was actually envious, but her female man was used to it, and asked her to pretend to sell He Meng to please He Jiayu, which she really couldn't do.

Frustrated in his love, he will inevitably hurt An Xia Xia.

"Xia Xia, look at Xiao Yan, the lonely little eyes, oh ... you gave up a forest of countless small flesh for Sheng Yize a tree!"

After a flash of light, she found that Sheng Yize was approaching this side, and he paused after hearing this sentence, as if waiting for Anxiaxia's answer.

Uh ... she was trying to change her mouth, fearing that Anxia Xia said something wrong. As a result, Anxia Xia nodded a little head and groaned, "It makes sense ..."

Grandma! Makes sense to a ghost! Your male ticket is still behind! Su Xiaomo winked at her madly.

Deng Mengxia didn't realize anything, hehe smiled, and proudly said with a small breast, "But I have this tree, it's enough! A tree is like a forest in the world!"

"Gee--you're so numb!" Su Xiaomo gave her a slap, but saw that Sheng Yize's lips had been raised high.

He stepped forward and caught Anxiaxia from behind, scaring Anxiaxia.

"Oh buy Karma! Scared the baby!" Anxiaxia covered her chest, "Where did you come from?"

Sheng Yize was in a good mood, too lazy to care about her, and presented a plate of cake like a playboy: "Eat?"

"Huh!" An Xia Xia nodded.

He squeezed An Xia Xia's face, and there was no one beside him.

Su Xiaomo was severely hit, and a gentle voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Student Su, can I ask you to dance?"