The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

When An Xia Xia returned home, the family found that she was crying red, all thinking that her date had failed.

Father An made a cup of milk tea for her baby daughter in silence. An Yibei also did not damage her. She coughed and gave Anxia Xia a chicken soup for her soul: "Xia Xia, it's okay, you are still young, and you will meet better in the future Yes, wave your hand, say goodbye to the current scumbag, study hard, and wait for your admission to college, there will be countless small fresh meats waiting for you! Those **** who don't cherish you, don't be rare! "

Sheng Yize, who had just returned from a taxi, was going up the stairs and almost didn't hear it.

Can this world still be a bit loved? !!

An Xiaxia asked innocently, "Brother, wouldn't you let me fall in love early?"

An Yibei only sighed when she was really broken in love: "It's okay, who didn't love a few scum when he was young, Xia Xia, my brother doesn't blame you, be good, go wash your face and sleep well ..." He The brothers and sisters touched Anxiaxia's hair affectionately, but remembered that Anxiaxia seemed to be lazy for two days without washing her hair, and hurriedly pretended to retract her hands and wiped her with a wipe.

An Xia Xia was injured: "Don't you not wash your hair in two days? You are my brother, how can you be so disgusting!"

"Xia Xia is good, my brother is love-you." An Yi didn't even look up, and coaxed An Xiaxia sincerely.

"Either love me or give me pocket money!" An Xia Xia extended Bai Nennen's little paw toward An Yibei.

An Yibei glanced at her, took out the wallet silently, and pulled out a stack of Grandpa Mao to Anxiaxia.

An Xiaxia got pocket money, but she didn't feel happy at all.

"It turns out that your love for me ... is not worth five hundred yuan ..." Anxiaxia was heartbroken.

An Yibei said slowly: "Oh, make a fold, that is my deep love for you ~"

He took the coffee and smirked back to the room.

An Xia Xia held her finger and forgot about it.

...

She was holding a milk tea cup and preparing to return to the room, just when she met Sheng Yize upstairs.

Eyes hit, but it was relatively speechless.

Sheng Yize's face is not very good-looking either.

He likes Anxiaxia again, but also has his own pride.

Being a man with pride and reason tells himself that since Anxiaxia doesn't like it, barely makes sense.

This idiot! He decided to fight her cold war!

Humph!

Sheng Yize didn't realize how naive and arrogant his thoughts were, An Xia Xia pouted at him, but also looked away.

The two turned their backs to each other. An Xia Xia planned to return to the room and Sheng Yi Ze was going upstairs.

Suddenly, the lights in the room flashed twice, and then went out.

An Xiaxia was cast out of the haunted house, and now she screamed, thinking she was haunted.

A pair of big hands behind her almost carried her into her arms subconsciously.

Pat

Milk tea spilled on him, and he never hid.

An Xia Xia asked nervously: "Sheng Yi Ze ... have been haunted?"

Sheng Yize snorted coldly: "No power, coward!"

Anxiaxia froze. She was afraid of the dark at first, but at this time she was in Sheng Yize's arms.

The height difference between the two was too much, An Xia Xia just pressed his face to his chest.

A clear and powerful heartbeat fell into her ears.

Anxiaxia's face began to get hot.

"That ... Sheng Yize ..."

"Huh? What do you want to say to me?" His tone followed in the darkness.