The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Xiaxia King Meng Mengda: The King reluctantly approves you, come to warm the quilt tonight! @ 盛 以 泽

Once Weibo was posted, it was captured by Sheng Yize's fans again--

"God! Why do you think our Captain Eze is Xiaojiao | Wife, Xiaxia King V587!"

"Mighty Domineering +1"

"+10086!"

"Oh, don't you know this Weibo? @ 夏夏 大王 的 小娇 | Wife, once posted a side face picture, although it is vague, but it is obvious that Captain Yize!

Suddenly, everyone's heart of gossip was ignited, and the Weibo of Sheng Yize's trumpet swarmed.

The above is either reposted news or reposted Anxiaxia's Weibo, which is more of a daily routine.

"The succulent is fat, like her."

"There is fish for lunch. Someone's favorite."

"I want to see Aurora with her, I really want to miss it."

"She didn't eat again. She hid a pack of potato chips under the sofa cushion. I was caught and was mistaken."

"Someone bought cucumber-flavored potato chips and it tasted good. But it was not as good as the tomato last time."

"..."

All netizens have said that there are wooden dog abuse! There is a heartache!

Everyone ate the Bronze Dog Food, Silver Dog Food, Gold Dog Food, Diamond Dog Food, and Supreme Deluxe Dog Food Package, and it was high again |

The reason is without him, when Sheng Yize was waiting for the traffic light, he reposted Anxiaxia's Weibo.

Concise, one word: OK.

Netizens are boiling!

The male **** is actually willing to go to bed! There are good men in the new world! Contrast with the previous high cold boy!

Just two Weibos, and Sheng Yize circle fans countless, even Anxiaxia's account and glory, rose more than 100,000 fans.

"Sheng Yize, you see, my fans broke the six-figure number! If you don't support me in the future, I can also become a net red!"

"... Nothing." Mr. Sheng expressed disappointment.

Anxia Xia hummed her homemade cheerleaders, and was in a good mood. She asked Sheng Yize, "How many fans do you have?"

"Not quite sure." He hadn't had that thing for a long time.

"Let me see it for you!" Anxiaxia volunteered, took out her phone, and opened his number.

Billions, millions, millions ...

More than 20 million fans!

This is still a Weibo that has been abandoned for several years!

If he has been a star, I don't know where to go now.

Comparing her weaker 100,000 fans again, Anxiaxia was heartbroken: "Well ... your fans are many, many, many times better than me."

"Mine is yours." Sheng Yize coaxed her.

"Really? Then give me your Weibo number, and I will help you make small ads to make money!"

Sheng Yize: "..."

Wiping the cold sweat from his head, "Just be happy."

Just do it, An Xia Xia ran to advertise his previously published book--

"La la la, this book is good-looking fried chicken! Don't miss it when you pass by! Don't be 98 or 98, as long as 19 yuan, you can take the book home!"

A few minutes later, An Xia Xia showed off happily: "Sheng Yize, my book sold a lot at once."

"Book?" Sheng Yize bit his words clearly.

"Yeah, the book I wrote!"

"..." Sheng Yize stepped on the brakes. "What you said to advertise is to advertise your books?"

"Yeah, by the time the royalties are half your share!" An Xia Xia was particularly happy.

Sheng Yize's face was ruthless; "Did you forget that your book is beautiful?"

An Xia Xia: "..."