The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Seeing him ignoring himself, Su Xiaomo blinked his eyes: "Don't you like chicken wings? Wait, I'll find something else for you!"

Looking at the pile of vomit smelling bad, He Jiayu almost wanted to kneel.

Whoever eats is silly |

He grabbed her hand and wiped her with a paper towel. He Jiayu said solemnly: "We are playing a game now, whoever speaks first will shout three times" I am mentally handicapped! "

Su Xiaomo nodded again and again, He Jiayu succeeded in planning, got the drunk and unconscious person into the car, and gave herself a praise.

It's finally done.

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settle down.

An Xia Xia hangs on Sheng Yize like a kangaroo.

If you change to normal, Sheng Yize will definitely sigh that the blessing is not shallow, so sweet.

But now ... they are at the door of their home.

Father An held his spoon, and An Yibei held a kitchen knife.

The two men were cooking supper, but when they heard the movement, they came down to pick up their daughter, and saw a scene with such hot eyes.

"Why don't you kiss me ... don't you like me anymore ..." An Xia Xia's pathetic coquettish.

Sheng Yize coughed: "Good, come down, we're home."

An Xia Xia pouted: "I'm no longer I'm no longer! If you don't kiss Xia Xia, Xia Xia won't!"

"Hehe." An Yibei sneered and shook the kitchen knife in his hand.

Sheng Yize's head was big, and he was not afraid of death. He kissed An Xiaxia's face and coaxed: "Well, go in now."

An Xia Xia touched her face, and shook her head in dissatisfaction: "I don't want such a kiss, I want the usual kiss ..."

She tilted her head and described it hardly: "It's the kind of kiss with the tongue in your mouth ... sweet ... oh ..."

Sheng Yize covered her mouth, glanced at An Yibei, and saw An Yibei slowly say, "I killed ten people in ten steps, but I lost to your eyes."

This is a word circulating on the Internet that Jing Ying stabbed King Qin. Sheng Yize's cold sweats came out. An Xia Xia was holding his neck and said vaguely, "I want to sleep with you ..."

"Okay, sleep and sleep." Sheng Yize quickly hugged her back to the room, threw it into the bed, and surrounded him with quilts. Drunk Xia Xia couldn't get rid of it for a while, and pouted, and fell asleep slowly.

He was relieved, covered the door and went out, An Yibei's kitchen knife was gone, his expression was still cold and indifferent.

"Ange ..." Sheng Yize greeted him politely, An Yibei glanced at him: "You can do it, don't you? We thought we were no longer there, did we dare to take my sister to drink? Knife? My knife? ! "

Sheng Yize wiped the cold sweat, the girl control really can't mess with it.

"Ahem, I promise that nothing similar will happen in the future."

"Huh!" An Yibei raised her chin proudly. "You can go."

Sheng Yize was about to leave, but heard a slight cry from Anxiaxia in the room.

She cried again ...

Did you have a nightmare again ...

Sheng Yize's expression suddenly became calm, looking at An Yibei: "Ange, I want to know what happened before Xiaxia."

An Yibei was provoked: "Who do you think you are? Why should I tell you?"

"I'm her boyfriend."

"I told you, can you bear the pain for her?" An Yibei laughed at, and laughed. "Can you be abused and die for her?"