The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

For a while, everyone outside the store swarmed around and surrounded Anxiaxia and Sheng Yize.

An Xia Xia wanted to vomit blood, did you see them as monkeys?

"Wow ... it looks even better when you look up close!"

"An Xia Xia is so lucky, I want to marry this kind of high-quality male god!"

"Come on! Stop dreaming! The male **** looks down on you!"

"..."

An Xia Xia retracted uneasily. The person around her seemed to be inductive. A big hand rested gently on her shoulder and carried her into her arms.

A simple single action gave Anxiaxia a great sense of security.

Zhou Bapi greeted me with a charming look: "Mr. Sheng, are you here with An An? Come on, please!"

Sheng Yize smiled, his face was more attractive when he was not cold.

He nodded in greeting: "OK."

An Xia Xia secretly pulled at his corner: "They misunderstood ... thought I was married to you."

Looking at her little face full of confusion, Sheng Yize's heart was bad ... was satisfied.

He likes her bewildered and can only rely on his feelings.

"Don't you want me to make a siege for you?" He leaned closer to her ears. "Rather than reject me, think about how you can compensate me."

The warmth of his entanglement entangled behind her ears, and Anxiaxia shrank her neck in embarrassment.

Sheng Yize now ... will be even more sister-in-law.

She is not an opponent at all.

Passively entered the restaurant with him, the dishes were served, and the whole group was crazy.

Sheng Yize went into the country to follow the custom, and even gave Anxia Xia a toast to his face friend, and Qingyi smiled and said: "I will trouble you to take care of her in the future."

"Yes, it should!" The crowd nodded and didn't realize that they were all suppressed by Sheng Yize's gas field and listened to him.

After half the tour, Sheng Yize glanced at An Xia Xia, picked up a paper towel, and gently wiped the corners of her mouth.

An Xiaxia's rigidity was almost petrified, and when he reacted, he shoved away, "I, myself ..."

This intimate little action was not done by the two, but it was done by the current Sheng Yize. Anxiaxia always felt weird.

It seemed as if they had never crossed seven years of time, but when he looked back, he stood in a bright and warm teenage time and reached out to her ...

"Your colleague is nice." He said with a low smile.

An Xiaxia wrinkled her nose: "Well, but I'm thinking, who the **** is the prank?"

"Oh?"

"The senior said, you showed him our marriage certificate. I think it must be someone who looks like you and pretends to be you! It's shameless! Stink!"

Someone Sheng's face was a little dark, but still echoed, "It's ... somewhat wrong."

"It's neurotic! Is he a pervert? Or is there any conspiracy?" Anxia Xia said worriedly.

"Ahem." Sheng Yize sipped, "Speaking of, I had a car accident seven years ago and didn't forget anything, but forgot my ex-girlfriend, everyone said that I love her very much, but she abandoned I ran away with Xiaobailian, hey ... "

An Xiaxia's constipation expression: "Yeah, how can this be?"

"Do you think she's wrong, too? Do you think she's ruthless and heartless, heartless and heartless? To sum up in one word: scum!"

Looking at Sheng Yize's innocent and gentle expression, An Xia Xia really didn't think about amnesia in his eyes, and said with tears, a grievous "um".