The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

He sat up for a moment, and got a wound on his leg.

Glancing at his cramped pajamas and messy hair, he panicked: "Well, don't let her come up, wait, get me a piece of clothes first."

The maid quickly got him a dress and then hurried down the stairs.

When Anxia Xia and Sheng Yize came up, they saw that Qi Yanxi was wearing a gray sweater, her hair was a little messy, and she was absorbed in reading.

"Oh ... your book is down." Sheng Yize's relentless satire.

Hearing his voice, Qi Yanxi hesitated, looked up, and saw that the person was Sheng Yize, and he was not mad at one place: "Well, what are you doing?"

An Xia Xia said, "Let's see you ..."

Qi Yanxi's face went dark.

He thought that Anxia Xia had discovered it with conscience, knowing that he would come to see him, but he did not expect to come with Sheng Yize!

Come to the demonstration? Still laughing?

"Who told you to come?" Qi Yanxi snorted coldly, looking very dissatisfied.

Anxia Xiayi: "Head teacher ... she asked us to see you on behalf of the class."

The suffocation on him was too deep, and Anxiaxia stepped back anxiously.

"After reading, let's go." Sheng Yize asked Anxiaxia to leave, and a sudden laugh came from outside the door: "Ize is here, haha, uncle hasn't seen you for a long time!"

Looking around, it was Qi Fu who had just returned. He was dressed in a suit and shoes, well maintained, and looked very energetic.

Sheng Yize greeted politely, Qi Father said with a smile: "Would you like to play chess with your uncle?"

Sheng Yize couldn't excuse himself, so he should play, and then asked An Xia Xia: "Are you going to watch me play chess, or are you waiting for me?"

Anxia Xia didn't catch cold when playing chess and cards. She shook her head, Sheng Yize sighed, and glanced at Qi Yanxi on the bed. She could not forgive him, and asked An Xiaxia to wait for him before going to the study Playing chess with Qi's father.

As soon as the two left, Qi Yanxi immediately changed his face and poked his lips: "I don't know, I thought Sheng Yize was his own."

An Xia Xia sat on the small sofa and hugged her pillow: "How could it be, your father just likes him, but the person you love most must be you."

"Cut, don't say so disgustingly." Qi Yanxi smiled ironically.

How could there be a dad who would seriously wound his son?

He was interested in playing with the tablet, leaving Anxiaxia aside.

Ding Ding 咚咚, the game keeps clearing, but he feels that his heart is getting empty.

Raising her eyes and unconsciously looking at An Xia Xia, she was holding the book and turning it at random. With a serious look, Qi Yanxi's heartbeat suddenly missed.

He said awkwardly: "Hey, Anxiaxia, are you and Sheng Yize in love?"

An Xia Xia shook her head: "No."

What she said is also true.

Qi Yanxi's eyes brightened. Now that he is not together, that means he still has a chance?

"Qi Yanxi, you need to take care of your injuries, and don't be willful in the future, there must be many people who are hurt!" Anxiaxia bitterly advised.

The smile on the corner of Qi Yanxi's mouth froze: "You think too much, and no one will hurt me."

"Then you're hurt, and you hurt yourself! Why can't you handle yourself!"

"I ... hurt?" Qi Yanxi asked this sentence.

For how many years, no one wants to ask, is he also hurt?