The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Anxia Xia blushed: "Dirty!"

Sheng Yize was sweating on his forehead. He tore off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and continued to train her: "What? Not convinced? You are smarter if you are not convinced. Do you know that your life is gone! Do n’t tell strangers Go, how old are you, you do n’t understand this? ”

"He is not a stranger, but Mr. Song's driver ..." An Xia Xia whispered.

Where did she want to get that driver?

"In the future, don't believe anyone except me!" Sheng Yize stared sharply. "Remember?"

Anxiaxia shuddered and nodded quickly.

His jaw was picked up by him, Sheng Yize panted, and from the angle of An Xiaxia, he could see his undulating chest and even two red dots on the white chest ...

Grunt--

She swallowed drooling inexorably.

Sheng Yize originally wanted to scold her, and he turned back.

"Give me some memory in the future!" He said fiercely, Anxiaxia licked his lips, his eyes darkened.

I don't know why, Anxiaxia always managed to reach the softest position in his heart.

"I have something to tell you ..."

"Huh?" Sheng Yize narrowed his eyes. She escaped from the dead. After he calmed down, there was only one sentence in his mind--

Before dying, she said: I love you.

At that time, people would not lie.

"I, I ..." An Xia Xia stuttered, Sheng Yize softened softly, "speak slowly, don't worry."

Do you want to confess to him? Do you want to tell him what was wrong seven years ago?

Come on, little fool.

As long as you say it, I ... don't care about you.

"I have a nosebleed ..." Anxiaxia broke his illusion.

Sheng Yize grabbed her jaw, angrily: "Go back!"

An Xia Xia: ... Where did you seem to hear this?

She raised her head, dripping with one hand, and covering her nose with one hand in a panic.

Sheng Yize was dark-faced, pulled out a tissue, and blocked her nose.

Full of blood, he vowed: "Is it angry?"

An Xiaxia flushed her ears and moved her face away: "I, myself ... you stay away from me ..."

Oh? Sheng Yize looked down at her gaze, but it was his bare chest ...

"Well, you're more indecent than me!" Sheng Yize was full of disappointment, making An Xia Xia even more shy, and said angrily, "You put on your clothes!"

"No matter how fierce, believe it or take off my pants?"

Anxiaxia dared not speak.

Sheng Yize's cheek ... is much thicker than seven years ago ...

"Well, you still have a snot." Sheng Yize frowned, and wiped Anxiaxia with a clean paper towel.

Anxiaxia blushed: "I didn't ask you to wipe me!"

"I'm happy, can you manage it?" Sheng Yize said lazily, his tone suddenly sinking, "It doesn't matter, even if you have a snot, you are the cutest and most beautiful in my eyes ..."

An Xia Xia: "You're Enough! It's not disgusting!"

Sheng Yize blocked her chattering mouth, pressed the person to the bed, and kissed deeply.

Anxia Xia was afraid of touching a bit of needles, and did not dare to move. She even further encouraged Sheng Yize's wanton arrogance.

The big hand penetrated into the sick suit and kneaded a few times. He snorted contentedly, and Anxia Xia bit him urgently: "Do not touch!"

"Touch my wife, righteousness." He roguely rogue.

"Well……"