The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"..." Su Xiaomo was speechless for two seconds, and slap again, Qi Yanxi screamed, and ran away.

Su Xiaomo lost his sigh and looked at his little hand.

Why do you have so much energy ... hmm ...

After a gentle and handsome figure beside him, Su Xiaomo's eyes brightened, and he subconsciously blurted out: "He Jiayu?"

"Huh?" The teenager carried the bag on one shoulder and looked back at her.

"Hey ... are you home?"

"Um." A clear voice, with a little smile, but Su Xiaomo noticed the coldness.

She smirked and said, "Oh, good luck, goodbye."

He Jiayu's long fingers tightened her shoulder strap.

And Qi Yanxi can laugh and laugh like that. Is there only "goodbye" left to him?

Somehow, he suddenly smiled and said, "Do you like Qi Yanxi?"

When the problem came out, both of them were stunned.

Su Xiaomo first responded: "How is it possible! How can I like that mental retardation."

"Is that so?" Said lightly, "I thought you liked him."

"Neither ..." Su Xiaomo twitched and glanced at He Jiayu, thinking in his heart what he meant.

Jealous? Impossible, he doesn't like himself.

Is it ... he likes Qi Yanxi? !!

Recently, Su Xiaomo's thoughts were suddenly distorted by a bunch of rotten poisons, and the look to He Jiayu was also weird: "Are you unhappy?"

Oh, she can see that he is unhappy? He Jiayu sneered in his heart, still smiling on his face: "No."

"Uh ..." Su Xiaomo felt embarrassed and touched his head. "If you're not happy, you don't have to laugh all the time. It's tiring to keep smiling."

After hearing the words, He Jiayu's eyes lit up with a ray of light, and then darkened again.

"Okay." He nodded, feeling nothing to tell her.

With his long legs striding, Su Xiaomo was left behind in an instant.

Su Xiaomo then felt that he had said something wrong.

People like this wearing masks don't like to be pierced.

She thought she was smart, but she hurt others.

Su Xiaomo quickened his pace, trotting and catching up: "He Jiayu!"

He Jiayu paused suddenly.

He's heard many people call his name, indifferent, happy, sweet, disgusting ...

It seems that I never feel my name sounds good, nor do I feel that my name is special.

Only in the mouth of Su Xiaomo, the cheerful "He Jiayu" word popped up, which always made him excited.

Because it was the only name she called out, and it seemed as if all the meaning had become extraordinary.

"I'm sorry ..." she whispered an apology.

He Jiayu felt a piece of softness in her heart, and gently said "um", and heard the girl add another sentence: "You have someone you like, go after it! Don't care about the worldly eyes!"

Seeing that he was not talking, Su Xiaomo was familiar with him and laughed: "You told me, you have someone you like."

"So?" He Jiayu's voice was deserted.

"Eh?" No, He Jiayu said that the person he likes is gentle and generous, still a girl ...

Alas ... then he and Qi Yanxi are definitely hopeless!

She patted him on the shoulder with sympathy: "It doesn't matter, I understand!"

"No, you don't understand, you don't understand anything!" For the first time, the gentle boy lost his temper, and froze the next sentence coldly, disappearing before her eyes.