The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

With one mouth, her tears fell like money.

Sheng Yize hooked his lips and said nothing.

But this attitude angered Mr. Song, and he said coldly: "Mr. Sheng, your son bullied my daughter and ruined my daughter's innocence! What are you going to do with this matter?"

Sheng Qingyi was anxious to kill Sheng Yize, and couldn't help but anger: "Are you still a man? Do you dare to be a dare? If you don't take a stand, I have to break your leg today!"

This sentence seemed to provoke Sheng Yize's memories. He was silent for a while: "What if I didn't do anything?"

If Song Qingchen insisted that the two had done it, he wouldn't mind going to the hospital for an examination with Song Qingchen.

This is medically detectable.

"I saw it with my own eyes, can there still be fake? Sheng Yize, are you really bullying our Song family?" Mr. Song was so angry that he almost fainted. Song Qingchen held her in time. Slap Mr. Song's back and give him gas.

"Daddy ... don't get angry, I'll talk to brother Aze alone, OK?"

Mr. Song waved and motioned for her to go.

Song Qingchen glanced at Sheng Yize, shrugged his shoulders, and went out with Song Qingchen.

The two walked slowly in the garden behind the house. Song Qingchen tried to pull his arm, but he avoided it easily.

"What do you want to say?" Sheng Yize asked coldly.

Although he couldn't remember the cause and effect of the day, he didn't even kiss Song Qingchen, let alone a relationship?

But Song Qingchen is also very skillful in speaking. Whenever others ask, they say something plausible, and then cry for a while, anyone will misunderstand!

How could his innocent Xiao Qingmei turn into this picture?

"Brother Aze, you have changed, you said you liked me ... why? Why don't you even give me the least trust now?" Song Qingchen said sadly.

Sheng Yizeton stopped, his voice was indifferent: "Who has changed, don't you know better than me? Song Qingchen, is it cool to calculate my taste?"

Song Qingchen gritted his teeth: "You ... brother Aze, I ..."

Repeatedly want to justify, can not speak again and again.

Sheng Yize raised her jaw, her black eyes stared at her for a moment, her tears and moles were charming, her eyes were deep, and she watched the girl in front of her gradually reden her face, looking as if she had dyed the sunset.

"Do you like me?"

Hearing the teenager's sudden and gentle voice, Song Qingchen's eyes filled with water vapor and nodded hard.

She never denied her own mind.

"I like you very much, too." Sheng Yize laughed. He was born with an unparalleled face. This smile was even more amazing and fascinating.

Song Qingchen subconsciously dragged into his placket and murmured: "Brother Aze ..."

Sheng Yize seemed to glance at her nails inadvertently. Song Qingchen's nails were very long, and she also made delicate nails, which looked beautiful.

But it's not as chubby as someone's chubby powder.

"Your love for me is a relationship between men and women; my love for you is still my sister ten years ago." Sheng Yize stroked her cheek. "Just this love, you are willing to marry me ?"

Song Qingchen said without hesitation: "I do!"

The tone is urgent like a devout believer.

"Okay, let's go abroad together."

Song Qingchen cheered for joy: "Really? Brother Aze, would you like to be with me?"