The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Anxiaxia could not bear it, a pillow hit him on the face: "Shut up!"

Actually asking such a serious question again and again, really shameful, OK?

Sheng Yize hugged his pillow and felt aggrieved like a large canine, with a little daughter-in-law going to the bathroom to take a shower.

By the time he returned, Anxiaxia had fallen asleep.

Lie down beside her, quilt An Xia Xia, and Sheng Yi Ze said softly, "Good night."

Anxiaxia murmured stably, rolled into his arms skillfully, and found a comfortable position, pouting, pouting, and falling asleep.

"Take you somewhere tomorrow," he said softly.

It's just that the little woman didn't seem to hear it.

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FX Island.

Su Xiaomo is about to conceive, and she always thinks wildly. From the professional perspective of Dr. He Jiayu, she is suffering from delusions of victimization.

While He Jiayu was asleep, Su Xiaomo secretly rubbed out his paper and pen, writing "Will" in the east and west.

"What if I do n’t have a baby when I have a baby? What if I have a major bleeding problem? What if I do n’t have a blood bag? Ah, and, what if I do n’t have milk? Will my baby starve to death? ...... Can He Meiren feed it oh ... ''

He Jiayu said lazily, "Momo, it's time to sleep."

Su Xiaomo sucked his nose, "Well ... sleep right away."

She continued to write, "If I were to die, wouldn't my money and my house be fooled by He Meiren's little white face? Then He Meiren would find a young and beautiful daughter-in-law who could give him birth A cub of a football team, oh oh ... no, if I die, please donate all my money to the Primary Three Association! "

She wrote in full bloom, He Jiayu couldn't fall asleep in the light, rubbed her eyes and sat up.

"What to write?"

"A will." Su Xiaomo replied casually.

He Jiayu was awakened by panic, with a look of horror. She seized the "will" in her hand and studied it carefully.

damn it! Momo actually wants to die?

However, after sweeping the contents of the paper, He Jia met the black line: "Su Xiaomo, what's in your head?"

Su Xiaomo pouted, and in his arms he shouted in a weak costume: "Hemei, do you love me?"

"What are you doing ..." For her coquettishness, He Jiayu was a little bit uncomfortable, and there was a hint of red behind her ears, and his voice was low: "Of course love."

"Then you promised me that if something goes wrong, you can't marry someone!" Su Xiaomo's fierce threat threatened him, and then he thought about something wrong. "Forget it, I can't delay your life-long affairs. Normal parents Three years after you died, you will not marry, and you will not be married for three years! "

He Jiayu was completely speechless and hugged her expressionlessly.

Seeing him like this, Su Xiaomo was anxious: "Hey! Can't you stand for three years like a jade? You poultry | beast !!! Then, that year's head office ...?"

The words didn't end, He Jiayu sealed it directly with a kiss, and started Su Xiaomo with fierce "punishment" ...

"No accident. If it did, I would never marry another person in my life."

Because in my heart, you are more important than your parents.

Su Xiaomo's eyes were moist, and he didn't want to be touched: "My husband, you are so good."

"Huh." He Meiren sketched along her beautiful lips.

"Then if you die, can I wrap a little white face?" Su Xiaomo asked earnestly.

He Jiayu: "..."