The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Alas, this style of painting seems a bit wrong?

Su Xiaomo stunned for a few seconds before punching and kicking: "Let me down!"

He Jiayu turned a deaf ear, and left her steadily.

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Aside.

An Xia Xia shrank her neck and drew her fingernails, afraid to speak.

Ten nails were clasped over by her, and she suddenly raised her small face, and said violently: "You actually come to this place? Sheng Yize, I never thought you were this kind of person!"

"Oh? Who am I?" Sheng Yize narrowed his eyes and looked at her with all his spare time.

"You see, this kind of place is not serious at first sight, you actually carry me! Do you know that you are wrong?" Anxiaxia shouted with little confidence, observing Sheng Yize's look secretly.

Why is it so calm ... It's still so cold at this time!

Sheng Yize breathed a deep breath, picked up An Xia Xia, got in the car, locked, and in the claustrophobic space, only two people were left alone.

"I really look down on you, and I'm very skilled at hitting a rake." Sheng Yize snorted. "But ... I've clearly sent you where I'm going, so how can I carry you?"

Hey? An Xia Xia thought about it, pulled out her phone, and opened the message.

Sure enough, there was a text message sent by Sheng Yize: I went to the Xia Ye Club in the evening, I would sleep very late, go to bed early, and do n’t eat too many snacks before going to bed.

She shouted, shoved her phone back into her pocket, and chuckled at Sheng Yize.

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings ... oh, it's getting late, let's go home!" She said to him.

Sheng Yize raised Erlang's legs and said leisurely, "I have one more question for you before I go home."

"what?"

"How do you know, this is an inauthentic club? Where is it inferior?" He questioned.

Anxiaxia cold sweat, she seems to have dug a pit herself and buried herself in it ...

And Sheng Yize, also filled up a handful of soil ...

"I, I guess ..."

"Hehe." Sheng Yize sneered. "Then I want to ask, what's going on with the two men coming out of your booth? The old cow eats tender grass, how do you feel sorry!"

Anxiaxia dropped her head in shame, how could she have it! But ... but I don't know how to explain it.

Awkward and shameful ...

She had no idea that the situation between the two had been reversed, and she had become the passive one.

Sheng Yize imprisoned her between him and the back of his chair, his eyes darkened and secluded, and squeezed her face: "As my future marriage partner, I am still looking for a cowboy? Hey ... are you Put me in my eyes? Challenge my dignity as a man? "

Anxiaxia quickly shook her head: "No, no."

"Really?"

An Xia Xia bit her pink lip, looking at his face close to him, and flattered her and kissed the corner of his lips like a soft, sweet voice: "Don't be angry ..."

Sheng Yize raised his eyebrows, but didn't plan to let her off easily, and continued to yell: "Then ... call her husband to listen?"

"Well ... don't ..."

It's too shameful! What is her husband who is not married!

Sheng Yize held her two small legs and pressed it on her own leg, and her smile was even more evil: "You are not obedient, you have to overweight now ... say 'My husband wants it', otherwise ... not Just talk about it. "

Anxiaxia's little face turned red with shame, and Anxiaxia hesitated for a long time before she barely called out: "Husband ..."

Only once, Sheng Yize felt his bones were crisp.