The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

An Xiaxia couldn't say anything when she was kissed. She snored a few times, and she let go of it until Sheng Yize couldn't breathe.

She was breathing like a fish out of the water, her pink lips became red and swollen, Sheng Yize's eyes sank, and she smiled with satisfaction.

Starting the car, Sheng Yize took her away from Sheng's house.

"Where are you going to take me?" An Xia Xia saw that he was not navigating home.

Sheng Yize pursed his lips, pretending to be meaningful: "Go and open the room. The two of us will cover the quilt, talk about life, talk about our ideals."

So he really saw Anxiaxia's eyes full of terror, and stared at him stupidly.

My heart became soft and warm, and I touched her little head with one hand. "Funny, take you to eat delicious food."

"Well, don't think you took me to eat delicious food, I will forgive you!" An Xiaxia said with confidence.

An hour later, she waved a spoon and ate dessert. The dog's leg asked Sheng Yize: "Can I have another one?"

Sheng Yize's chest was ringing, and a smile arose from the corner of his mouth: "Is it delicious?"

"Enn!" Xia Kuang nodded.

"Then ..." Forgive me. A word is not complete yet, the phone shakes frantically.

Open it and it turned out that it was Mr. Song who called.

Sheng Yize frowned and pressed to answer.

Mr. Song's anxious voice came over the phone: "Ize! What happened ... Song Song fainted, and the doctor said she was severely stimulated. I want you to come to the hospital and give me an explanation!"

In the impression of Sheng Yize, Mr. Song has always been gentle and elegant, and he has never told anyone the heavy words, but now there is such a big fire, how serious is Song Qingchen ...

Hanging up, An Xia Xia looked dignified and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Yize sighed: "Song and Song passed out ... I have to go and see ..."

Anxiaxia's mood dropped suddenly.

She knew that Sheng Yize brought her to eat dessert to coax her, and she was very cooperative.

He and Song Qingchen's engagement was knowingly a farce, but how could she not feel bad at all? Don't care at all?

And now ... he's leaving himself for her ...

"Physical is important, you should see it," she said smartly.

The more so, Sheng Yize's heart felt more blame. He preferred Anxiaxia to lose his temper, and it would be better if he scolded him arbitrarily. This kind of Anxiaxia looked at him distressed.

"I asked the driver to take you back, Xia Xia, I'm sorry." He sincerely apologized and called the driver. "The driver will be here in ten minutes. Are you here, don't run wild?"

An Xia Xia smiled and waved at him: "(^ _ ^) / ~~ Bye, remember to pay the bill, I'll beat you!"

Sheng Yize's eyes are gentle: "Okay."

He left in a hurry, Anxiaxia took another sip of dessert, but could not taste any sweetness, and the mouth was full of bitterness.

The baby's heart is really painful.

But the baby won't say.

She grinned and smiled sorrowfully.

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The driver sent her home safely. Anxiaxia took a bath, lay down on the bed, shrank herself into a ball, and buried her in the quilt.

A text message came from her mobile phone, and she touched it under the pillow, and took her phone to her eyes.

Opening a text message, her blood suddenly surged, and the whole person was extremely angry.

There was only one picture in the text message. It was Song Qingchen's pitiful pull on Sheng Yize's sleeve, and Sheng Yize was cutting her fruit.

This is not a show-off, it is a demonstration!