The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

An Xia Xia suddenly had a urge to tears.

Kang Jian did not want to say more, waved his hand, and left with his schoolbag.

An Xia Xia turned around, and her forehead touched Sheng Yize's shoulder.

She shivered slightly, and soon she wept into Sheng Yize's shirt.

But she didn't stop Kang Jian, and Kang Jian never looked back.

Sheng Yize patted her back and comforted her silently.

Suddenly envy the friendship between An Xia Xia and Kang Jian.

Just like the one I saw at the beginning, there are two cafes in the Jiajia Cafe, dancing around the bar, joyful, and smiling.

Even when they parted, they laughed and said goodbye, and did not want the other party to see their tears.

"This is his decision, and we should understand him," Sheng Yize whispered.

Anxiaxia choked, "I know ... I know ..."

She doesn't have the right to stay, and she can't make arbitrary choices for Kang Jian.

"Don't get me wrong, I have no other feelings for Kang Xiaojian ... but he is gone, I am really sad ... I played with him, Momo, the three of us together ... I ..." Anxia Xia kept sobbing, and couldn't even talk.

Sheng Yize sighed: "I haven't misunderstood ... Oh, we go home first."

There are already a lot of students who just point out and point at the two of them. If Ren Anxiaxia is crying like this, the school will be full of rumors tomorrow.

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He Jiayu reluctantly rode a bicycle, carrying Su Xiaomo on his way home.

He pressed the hat, not afraid that others would recognize him as a star, but ... the car he rides is special pink!

The ghost knows why such a rough man like Su Xiaomo bought a pink bike! One of his big boys was so ashamed that he exploded!

"Hurry up! Why are you riding so slowly! Or I'll take you!" Su Xiaomo licked the sugar he had snatched from An Xia Xia, and said with a swaying foot.

He Jia met the black line, stretched his hands behind his back, caught Su Xiaomo's hand like eyes, and placed it on his waist.

"Support."

Concise words make Su Xiaomo, a young girl's heart fawn.

She hugged He Jiayu's waist, the young man's waist, tough and strong, with a trace of fat, pinching her jealousy.

"Why don't you grow meat?"

The bicycle crisscrossed an "S", and He Jiayu coughed: "Don't pinch, itch ..."

Su Xiaomo, like discovering the new continent, kept enthusiastically: "Haha, you are afraid of itching! Beauty, don't be crooked ... If you fall me down, I will be anxious with you!"

He Jiayu could only maintain the balance of the bicycle, but also endured the harassment of Su Xiaomo. It was unbearable. As soon as he arrived at Sujiamen, he could not wait to jump out of the car, as if Su Xiaomo was a flood monster.

Su Xiaomo had a lot of crooked ideas, her eyes turned, and a wink fluttered away: "Beauty, would you like to sleep tonight? Please fit ~~"

Knowing she was joking, He Jiayu's face warmed up, she turned her face, and said awkwardly, "Don't make a noise."

"I didn't make trouble, I really mean it!" Su Xiaomo dragged He Jiayu's hand and dragged him to his house.

He Jiayu's heartbeat accelerated, and she could not bear to kiss her. Su Xiaomo suddenly jumped away and asked badly, "You have obsessive-compulsive disorder, right?"

"Ok?"

"Haha! Then you clean up my house!" Su Xiaomo pointed to her home.

Oh no, her "pig nest".

He Jiayu: "... hehe."