The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Fang Mo was black.

What is born! Do you think you are octopus balls? I want to have a few more!

Born to be eaten, huh!

"Go back tonight and memorize 300 Tang poems!" Fang Mose threatened Neili.

Little Maruko: T-T's baby is bitter in heart. Where did he provoke his brother?

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An Yibei approached Si Bai and glanced up and down.

"Qixi is your wife?" Lazy tone.

Si Bai nodded earnestly, "Hi Uncle."

"Hehe." An Yibei pushed his glasses with his middle finger. "Dare to slap my niece? You are so good, Xiaopenyou!"

Si Bai suddenly thought for a long time, then tentatively asked: "Are you Qixi's uncle? My mother-in-law's brother?"

An Yibei looked surprised. The child looked only two or three years old. Did the kindergarten go to school? Actually, with the words "nephew daughter" alone, how many generations do not understand the relationship between generations?

It's just that ... the mother-in-law is really unkind!

"You don't know, you can't bark before you get married!" An Yibei said coldly.

His aura was already strong, and his expression was cold, scaring Xiao Sibai.

Si Bai froze the corners of his lips: "I'm sorry ..."

"Just know what's wrong, hurry ..." Without changing the word, I heard Si Bai clenched his fist like an oath. "Don't worry, I will grow up and marry Qixi as soon as possible!"

An Yibei: "..."

I'm so tired that I won't love anymore.

Ignoring this stinky boy in early love, An Yibei looked around and found An Xia Xia's figure.

Holding Qi Yanxi's collar, "Did you see Xia Xia?"

Qi Yanxi is playing with a group of small pot friends to play the eagle to catch the chicks. The eagle he plays is anxious and shouted: "Oh! She's in the living room! You loose up, my chickens will be caught!"

An Yibei: "... Mom chicken, come on."

Striding into the villa, the room was brilliantly lit, the oversized LCD TV was playing a New Year's concert, and love songs echoed in the room.

After a sweep, he quickly found An Xia Xia.

She was standing in the kitchen, and the tall and handsome man was cutting the fruit gracefully. She put the cut fruit on a plate, and before she finished, the man leaned down and pecked her lips. Light pink ...

The picture is beautiful.

People are also beautiful.

It just doesn't belong to him anymore.

An Xia Xia saw his figure, and quickly pushed away Sheng Yize, and came out briskly: "Brother, you are coming!"

"Um." An Yibei's eyes subconsciously cast on her lips, pink | tender and moist, slightly swollen.

The brows began to tingle.

He coughed, "Was it convenient? Tell you something."

"Okay, go to the study?"

"it is good."

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study.

An Yibei found an envelope from the coat pocket and passed it.

"This is ...?" Anxiaxia hesitated to take it, opened it, and there was a card in it.

"Tomorrow is your wedding. This is the dowry." An Yibei quickly cut the ball. "Don't quit, this is what Dad gave you, you don't, he will be sad."

"Hmm ... thank you."

"Fool, thank you for saying something." An Yibei laughed at herself. "Okay, be the most beautiful bride tomorrow. I ... I'm looking forward to it."

After rubbing An Xia Xia's hair, he turned downstairs without turning back.