The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

He slaps Su Xiaomo's hand calmly in a strong costume, and He Jiayu is helpless in his tone: "Student Su, you ... you hold on."

Su Xiaomo seemed to be happy, shouting happily: "Hemei!"

He Jiayu coughed, "Don't call me that."

"It sounds good!" Su Xiaomo's bright smile, "He Meiren He Meiren!"

He Jia has a good temper and can't say anything serious, so he can only let Su Xiaomo follow him and keep yelling.

When returning to work, Su Xiaomo had a dry throat and took a drinking glass to the water dispenser at the back of the classroom to pick up water. As a result, there was no water.

She took off the empty bucket and scooped up a full bucket of pure water.

Everyone in the class was stunned: "I'm relying! Mo, how do you go in such a way? Don't you think you lack a boyfriend?"

Su Xiaomo laboriously lifted the bucket and said quietly, "What boyfriend do I need?"

He Jiayu's eyes narrowed, and the next second, he snatched the bucket from Su Xiaomo.

The bucket that was a bit heavy for Su Xiaomo was easily mounted on the water dispenser by him.

"You don't have to be stubborn." Only two people could hear He Jiayu's low voice.

Su Xiaomo bit his lower lip subconsciously.

Because of her character and her strength, everyone treats her as a man.

After a long time, even that woman ignored it and treated her directly as a man.

Only He Jiayu treated her as a little girl ...

The heart was soft | soft as if it had collapsed and penetrated into the sweetness like honey.

Su Xiaomo sat in the position and smiled, covering her mouth.

He Jiayu felt strange: "Are you okay?"

Su Xiaomo was afraid that he realized that he was committing an idiot, and he coughed again and again: "It's nothing, I'm just a little uncomfortable ..."

He Jiayu frowned: "I'll take you to the infirmary!"

"Don't stop, don't stop, I'm fine!"

Su Xiaomo resigned again and again, He Jiayu no longer reluctantly, but after school in the afternoon, he kept up with Su Xiaomo without a word.

At that time, he was still a member of the Starry Night Group, and his body always revolved around dazzling attention. He followed Su Xiaomo less than ten meters away, and a variety of little girls who gave love letters and gifts had surrounded them.

Someone was embarrassed to give directly to He Jiayu, so Su Xiaomo's idea was raised.

"Classmate, I heard that you are at the same table of He Jiayu. Can you help me pass this letter to him?" A short-haired girl bowed her head shyly.

Su Xiaomo's noble Leng Yan: "No."

Short hair girls: "..."

"Classmate, this box of chocolates is for you!" Another girl is smarter than her. First, she gave Su Xiaomo a box of chocolates, and then she took out a bigger box. "This box ... please give it to He Jiayu." ... "She twisted her clothes tightly.

Su Xiaomo's annoyed chanting: "No!"

The girl froze and muttered, "Who do you think you are? Don't give it away! Oh, girls like you who are not kind at all, no boy likes you!"

Su Xiaomo was poked in the pain: "Who said no!"

Looking around, there wasn't a man. Su Xiaomo gritted his teeth and didn't want to lose the remaining self-esteem. He pointed his hand at He Jiayu: "The person he likes is me!"

"Hahaha ..." The two girls laughed together. "Ah, hey, you have a joke! You do n’t have to know anything about it, but you have to be affectionate and disgusting ..."

He Jiayu suddenly turned over and smiled at Su Xiaomo: "Yes, I like you very much."

The two girls couldn't laugh anymore.