The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Su Xiaomo coughed: "Uh ... oh ... it seems, it doesn't seem to ..." She squeezed the buns in the paper bag, her face tangled.

Knowing that, she wouldn't ask.

Those things, to He Jiayu, were like scars of bones, and she felt pain as a bystander.

Now he smiled and said everything lightly and calmly, she was very sad, heartfelt sad.

He Jiayuding stared at him, smiling slyly, and slowly approached her face.

Close at hand.

Su Xiaomo fluttered her long eyelashes, and her face was aggressive.

"Don't come over, the onion I ate last night! Garlic! Stinky tofu! If you come over again, I will spit you out!"

Seeing the teenager's **** thin lips provoke an arc, she added anxiously: "Spit you out!"

He Jiayu was really helpless to her. Last night, they had dinner together. How could there be such strange things that she said?

Aren't you afraid he kisses her ... isn't it good to show weakness? Why must we be so stubborn.

He gathered her hair for her, smiling mildly.

Su Xiaomo grunted and swallowed droolingly, shy and innocent.

Although she drew a lot of Huang Mang comics ... but that was all imagination. She had lived up to the battle. She never did it once!

If it is true ... Does she close her eyes? Want to stick out your tongue? She thinks she is also a person who is proficient in the mystery of the uncle, how can she be nervous?

"You you you ... I, I tell you ..." Su Xiaomo blushed like a cooked shrimp, seeing He Jiayu still looked like that with a smile, and suddenly pouted: "Don't talk, kiss me! "

then--

The boy sniffed around her neck: "Huh? What did you smell?"

Su Xiaomo: "..."

Smell your mom! Is it good to kiss? He Jiayu are you deaf!

She almost wanted to swear, thinking about going to the lady line, and resisting the urge to tear up He Jiayu, she smiled gently: "Hehehe ... just kidding you ..."

He Jiayu also laughed in cooperation.

Su Xiaomo grinds her teeth secretly, gives her a knife, and keeps him from laughing!

When she was so depressed that her head was covered with dark clouds, He Jiayu pressed her lips with a thunderbolt!

boom--

The world is silent.

There was no sound in the ears, and there were black and white silent films in front of her eyes. Only the warm touch on the lips was vivid and real.

Watching her second and silly reaction, He Jiayu's eyebrows smiled, her eyes bent with a smile, like teasing and tormenting, tossing repeatedly, sucking her softly and softly Pink lips ...

Until Su Xiaomo's relatives were dizzy, he smiled and said, "There is no smell of garlic, onion, or stinky tofu."

Some of them have the sweet and sweet aroma unique to girls.

Su Xiaomo's face turned red, and she didn't want to slap her in the past: "Rogue!"

He Jiayu changed her face, and covered her face with one hand. The streamer flashed at the bottom of her eyes, and the water on her thin lips was wet and moist.

"What are you wronged!" Su Xiaomo growled.

He Jiayu lowered her head and her voice was helpless: "You have such a big hand ..."

puff--

Su Xiaomo stole a glance, and sure enough, she blushed everyone's face.

Guilt struck her heart, and with a flick of her head, she took He Jiayu into her arms and comforted her: "Touch her head ~ Hug ~ No pain or no pain ~"

He Jiayu: ... will the world destroy Meow?