The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

This sentence poked Su Xiaomo's pain point, and she almost burst into tears.

"Grass mud horse! You are mentally handicapped! Shut up!" Su Xiaomo kicked over and turned Nangong Jingyu directly to the ground.

Nangong Jing screamed, and the paper bag in his hand flew out.

The gray scarf landed on He Jiayu's table with a precise arc.

Su Xiaomo was dumbfounded, and An Xia Xia opened her mouth.

The gentle angel-like eyelashes shook, raised his eyelids, picked up the scarf, put it back in the paper bag, got up, took a step, stood in front of Su Xiaomo, and handed the bag to her.

"A girl's gift should be cherished most. It doesn't matter what weave. I believe that the person who received the gift will feel the heart hidden in her heart." He smiled like a gentle spring breeze, making Su Xiaomo stupid. In situ, at a loss.

Nangong Jing wanted to call again, Kang Jian stepped forward and kicked him: "Don't come out and jump when the emotional quotient is low, look, this is the right way to ridicule my sister, I won't learn a little! I dare bully next time Sister Mo, I'll cut you ... Ah, no, Sister Mo can cut you ... "

In the end, Su Xiaomo took the scarf and fled with flush.

In the evening, Anxiaxia received a message from her.

"Ahhh! What to do! Xia Xia, how do I give a present now?"

An Xia Xia also has a headache. After all, she has no experience in this area, but she is now a man with a male ticket, so she ran to find Sheng Yize.

"Sheng Yize, I forgot to prepare a gift for you ... Well, what do you like? You should be able to buy it now ..." An Xia Xia twisted her fingers like a child who did something wrong.

In the room, Sheng Yize looked at her: "Forgot?"

"Um ... I'm sorry ..." An Xia Xia was frank.

"Come here." He tickled his fingers at her.

An Xia Xia leaned over, Hei Liang's pupil stared at him without blinking.

He took a sip on her face and smiled softly: "Okay."

"What's all right?" An Xia Xia was puzzled.

"Just as ... send me a kiss, An Xia Xia Weier's kiss." Sheng Yize regained the appearance of high-cold facial paralysis, and said the words seriously.

As everyone knows, this look of abstinence made Anxiaxia blush even more.

"You you you ... ah ah ..." Anxiaxia covered her face and stumbled away.

Sheng Yize looked at her back, with a little smile in his eyes.

An Xia Xia returned to the room and told what she had just experienced. As a result, she received a bunch of "bombs", "machetes" and "cannons" emoticons from Su Xiaomo, mourning: "Peat! I asked you to help me come up with an idea. I ’m not asking you to torture a dog! Come on, present your golden, emerald and white jade dog food! "

An Xia Xia: "╮ (╯_╰) ╭ ..."

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Christmas Eve at 6 pm.

Anxiaxia is desperately putting on makeup in the bathroom.

She rarely puts on make-up, and smeared for a long time, she felt beautiful, and after going out, she got a disgusting look from her family.

An Yibei: "Oh, are you going to sing or to dance? Can blusher be more beautiful?"

"Isn't this makeup popular this year ..." An Xia Xia was very depressed, pinning her hopes on Father An, "Dad, what do you think?"

Father An coughed, "Xia Xia ... Let's go with a plain face ..."

An Xia Xia: "Okay T_T ..."

Who can understand the pain of the handicapped party? Ugh.