The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Sheng Yize glanced at her suspiciously, and Anxiaxia smiled, "Come here, let me show you!"

She snapped her hands together and said to Su Xiaomo sincerely: "Master Qi Xiaohua, please forgive my ignorance, I'm sorry!"

Su Xiaomo quickly entered the play, shaking his legs to mimic Qi Yanxi's look: "Just shiver! Sheng Xiaohei! I didn't expect you to have today, hahaha ..."

"I was really wrong!"

"Okay, okay, my lord would forgive you for the difficulty!"

"You see, it's very simple! I'm sorry to say sorry!" An Xia Xia pulled the sleeve of La Sheng Yize, Sheng Yi Ze looked at her expressionlessly, "The driver is here, let's go."

He should not apologize to Qi Yanxi like this! Self-esteem too! Face it!

"Hmm ..." An Xiaxia was reluctantly dragged away by him, and Su Xiaomo followed happily, and as soon as she got out of the airport gate, she jumped down the steps and slipped on her feet. She's too late ...

唧 唧-

She fell into a puddle as a dog eating shit.

Su Xiaomo felt that the whole world was quiet, anxious to bury himself in a puddle in this life!

Nima!

She struggled with what poses to be slightly handsome when she got up. He Jiayu's mild voice came: "How long do you plan to swim?"

"Hehe ... I won't swim anymore." She climbed up with her hands and feet, thanking He Jiayu for finding a step for her.

She was still wearing He Jiayu's coat, and this time she fell wet again. She stared at He Jiayu with guilty conscience, and He Jiayu had only a white shirt on her body.

Realizing her scorching eyes, He Jiayu hesitated, and stretched her fingers to the button: "Would you like to take it off to you?"

"No, no, no more ..." Su Xiaomo waved her hands again and again, joking, and then naked again, she would have a nosebleed!

In the end, Mr. Driver contributed his suit, and He Meiren didn't streak.

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In the car, Sheng Yize received a call from Mr. Song. Mr. Song expressed an unexpected sympathy for them, and chatted a few words, and the conversation turned sharply: "Ize, can you bring Xia Xia to sit at home tomorrow?"

Sheng Yize's heart sank abruptly, figured it out, and nodded.

Rather than avoid, it is better to meet once and see what the purpose of Mr. Song is!

The next day.

An Xia Xia was neatly dressed, got into Sheng Yize's car, and asked curiously, "Where are you taking me?"

"Go eat something delicious." Sheng Yize smiled, An Xia Xia eyes bright, "Where to go?"

He couldn't answer, leaving the little girl alone to count the delicious food with her fingers, earnestly seducing his face.

The car stopped at Song's house.

Anxiaxia realized that she was wrong: "Where is this?"

"You will know when you go in." Sheng Yize took her hand, and the little girl withdrew her paw vigilantly: "Will you sell me?"

"Pork isn't worth the money this year. Don't be affectionate yourself," Sheng Yize said.

An Xia Xia's blown body was incomplete, and he was ruthless to go in with him.

Mr. Song has been waiting for a long time and was very excited to see the two of them: "Sit and sit, what do you want to eat? I prepared meals for you ... I don't know if you are satisfied ..."

Sheng Yize glanced at him calmly, which could make Mr. Song in the business world behave like this, and he recognized that it was impossible.

A look around, Anxiaxia smirked heartlessly, and Mr. Song's gaze remained on her ...