The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"Why are you hungry to cook ..." Anxia Xiagan smiled.

Sheng Yize thought for a moment and groaned, "But I think you are more delicious."

"No no no, I'm not delicious." An Xia Xia shook her head like a rattle, nervous enough to take a pillow to protect herself.

Sheng Yize looked at her with all his spare time. His temperament was leisurely. On the contrary, An Xia Xia was so nervous that the girl's heart would explode.

In the end, Sheng Yize let her go: "Fun to play with you. You are too young to let me go."

Anxia Xia was relieved. "It turns out that you are not that poultry | beast."

"..." Sheng Yize's black line, "Am I a villain in your eyes?"

An Xia Xia laughed twice and opened the bag, only to find that when she came, she packed lightly and never thought of bringing pajamas.

Sheng Yize gave a glance, calmly went to the closet and brought a shirt, "just make it up."

An Xia Xia nodded her thanks and ran to take a shower.

Putting on her shirt, she walked out of the bathroom and Sheng Yize leaned against the window. The sky was filled with stars and the moonlight was down. The beauty and masculinity were equally seductive.

Hearing the movement, Sheng Yize turned his head and frowned.

The slender and petite figure was wrapped in his large shirt, the hem of the shirt covered PP, exposed a pair of fair thighs and straight legs, and bare feet stepped on the floor. His eyes were clean and clear, like a world-class scenery.

No matter how beautiful the starlight is, she is not as good as her.

Anxiaxia tugged her shirt restrainedly and asked quietly, "Is there a hair dryer?"

With this cry, Sheng Yizela returned to reality, quickly found the hair dryer, and pulled the little girl down on the sofa: "I'll blow it for you."

"Oh ..." An Xia Xia lay down on his lap honestly, Sheng Yize raised her long hair and blew it carefully.

His fingers were gentle, the wind was gentle, and the comfortable Anxiaxia was almost asleep.

And Sheng Yize, glanced inadvertently, staying on the little girl's thigh.

The corner of the shirt was lifted, um, pink, and she really was her taste.

Knowing that it would be awesome to see it again, Sheng Yize retracted his gaze, quickly dried her hair, and took her hand to the bedroom.

Anxiaxia asked timidly, "Do you want to sleep together?"

"Otherwise?" Sheng Yize raised his eyebrows, An Xia Xia rushed to the bed and rolled into the bed.

Sheng Yize lay down beside her, took Anxiaxia into her arms, and bit her earlobe gently: "Smelly girl, our two accounts should be settled."

Settle accounts?

An Xia Xia looked at him in confusion, only to hear Sheng Yize snorting, "Have you seen the evidence?"

"Hmm ..." She also heard Song Qichen's argument with Li Canxing.

"So, this time you misunderstood me." Someone's voice was arrogant, "You also broke up with me, hurting my fragile heart and causing me indelible damage."

"Is it that serious?"

"Have!"

"..." An Xia Xia tangled, and kissed him close to the corner of his mouth, which was flattering.

Some of the moves were dark-hearted, eyes narrowed, and the fingers unbuttoned her shirt irregularly.

Anxiaxia struggled: "You don't mess around! Hey ..."

The words of the accusation were blocked without going back.

The shirt was unbuttoned. Except for a small white Nene, the good spring light was undoubted. Sheng Yize picked it up, with a charming meaning: "If you owe me, pay for it."