The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Anxia Xia Qi was outside the ward. She wanted to go in and see Su Xiaomo, but the two showed a loving look, and sat on the bench restless.

A tall figure walked in front of him, and the man stopped after seeing her: "An Xia Xia?"

"Well?" An Xia Xia looked up.

Yin Qinghan.

He was a lot thinner, but his eyes were transparent and bright, and he smiled at Anxiaxia very well.

It's the kind of smile from the heart.

"How are you here? Are you still unwell?"

An Xia Xia shook her head: "I'm okay, I'm here with a friend today."

"Oh ... this way, I have n’t thanked you for the last time. Would you like to have a meal together?" Yin Qinghan said with a smile.

An Xia Xia politely refused: "It's all right, you don't need to keep your heart in mind. He once saved me."

Think about it, fate is a wonderful thing.

At that time, she lost too much blood and there was no matching blood in the hospital blood bank. At that time, it was Qi Yue who donated a lot of blood to save her life.

"By the way, Qi Yue and Qi Yanxi, is the relationship between the two still stiff?"

"Just like that, after all, people like us ... are disgusted by the world ..." Yin Qinghan raised his lower lip with a mockery.

An Xia Xia comforted him: "No, now our country is becoming more and more open. No matter what kind of love is, it is worth being respected and blessed. Perhaps most people don't understand you yet, but I believe one day they will You will understand how valuable you are. "

Yin Qinghan laughed: "You are still the same as before ... naive."

"... Are you turning around and calling me stupid?"

"No no no, I'm really bragging about you."

An Xia Xia exhaled: "Actually, I am writing danmei ... that is, boys and boys fall in love, many people like it ~ there will be a signing party in the city library next week ~ and a big author Drive together, she wrote this too! I believe that more and more people will accept it! "

Yin Qinghan's expression suddenly weird: "When do you open?"

"on Saturday."

"Morning session, afternoon session?"

"Afternoon ..."

"... What's your pseudonym?"

An Xia Xia realized that it was wrong: "Uh ... my pseudonym has a broken chest, don't you know me? Is it my reader?"

"No ... I am the author with you, my pseudonym Han Han Xiaogong ..." Yin Qinghan said expressionlessly.

Two people look at each other ...

A cold current drifted ...

Anxiaxia felt that she was going to be frozen into ice.

"Hehehe ... You write, too!"

"Hahaha ..." Yin Qinghan smiled in coordination, his facial expression was very stiff.

"I always thought Xiao Gongju was a woman ..."

"I thought you were a man ..."

The two laughed a few times and talked a little more because they both wrote.

At the corridor, a man with a strong aura was walking hurriedly.

Looking at the two who had a happy conversation, the coldness spread from him. The temperature around them seemed to condense a few degrees. The two who were chatting stopped.

An Xia Xia busy explained: "I have nothing to do with him!"

Yin Qinghan was the one who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic. He laughed badly: "Actually ... there is such a little relationship."

Sheng Yize Han faced, picked up An Xia Xia's wrist, and dragged her to the VIP ward that had been reserved for him.

An Xia Xia was pushed down on the bed, and the man's oppressive voice plummeted: "So you like that?"