The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"Uh ..." He stumbled, the comic book slipped from his finger, opened the page, revealing the unsightly stained picture inside ...

silence……

Deathly silence ...

Su Xiaomo was as sad as a female martyr, holding the teapot in her hand, anxious that it was explosives, which directly exploded He Jiayu's bunker!

NO ... this is the only thought in her heart.

When An Xia Xia saw this, Yang Tian helped the amount: "Well, I'm a bit uncomfortable ... go to the bedroom to sleep for a while ..."

Seeing that An Xia Xia slipped away, Su Xiaomo opened her mouth, and felt that she couldn't argue.

He Jiayu picked up the book indifferently, and praised: "It's good."

"How do you know I painted it?" Su Xiaomo just asked, and he couldn't wait to slap himself!

Damn, isn't this a trick?

"Ahem ... no no no, this is not my painting, this is what I bought ... ah, I borrowed it for learning, do you understand? This is not a dirty stuff, this is ... This is the year of art! "Su Xiaomo's cheeks flickered, her face turned redder, and she was almost ashamed to smoke.

She's a female man, yes, rough and yellow in her life, but when the boy he likes sees the rottenness of her painting, she will be shy and shy!

He Jiayu smiled and moved away from the topic: "Are you alone in the family?"

His smile seemed to heal everything, and unconsciously soothed Su Xiaomo's emotions. She vaguely responded, pouring a glass of water for He Jiayu, waiting for him to drink and leave.

Perhaps Xu's eyes were too hot and eager to infect He Jiayu, who was so breezy and bright, and said, "Don't look at me like that."

Su Xiaomo brushed it, his face turned red again, and Qiangan laughed a few times and reached out his mobile phone: "Big brother, you drink, I'll hit the hearthstone first."

"A girl is still playing mobile games." He Jiayu came over to see her play a game, and Su Xiaomo's mobile phone vibrated two times, indicating that she received a text message.

Open it, it's still silent.

Sender: Sheng Yize.

Message content: the photo you want.

The photo is a photo of He Jiayu at the beach, so she wore a swimming trunk.

噗噗 ——

Embarrassing! Capitalization is embarrassing!

When do you feel bad, Ize?

She swallowed saliva and racked her brains to figure out how to explain.

He Jiayu was silent, looking at Su Xiaomo's eyes deeper.

Su Xiaomo's mind flashed, and he patted his thigh: "I tell you, young boy, in fact, I just want to see what the boy's abdominal muscles look like, and then Sheng Yize Nao will be happy to help me. A photo, that's it, oh, look how handsome your face is, and this abdominal muscle, this mermaid line, it must feel good to the touch ... "

"Can I speak?" He Jiayu asked softly, Su Xiaomo was a little confused. He nodded and saw him cough: "First, what you just shot was my thigh ... cough Hey, classmate Su, your energy is really as usual ... it's hard to say ... "

Su Xiaomo vomited blood and died, ah ah so shameful!

"Second, if you want to touch it, you can do it now." He said calmly, curling up his shirt, exposing a thin waist and abdomen, with abs and mermaid lines looming.

Su Xiaomo: "!!!"

Beauty current, touch? Still not touching? !!