The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince! - Chapter 953

“Hey?” An Xia Xia turned her head and saw a man wearing old cowboy clothes, a disheveled hair and large leather boots staring at her and Sheng Yize.

The lines on his face look good, but he has big black-rimmed glasses on his face, and there are two moles on the corner of his mouth, which belongs to the type that he doesn’t want to see at first sight.

Sheng Yize raised an eyebrow and didn’t intend to ignore each other, but the man rushed over aggressively, holding Anxiaxia’s shoulder and shaking: “Don’t you remember me! It’s me! It’s me!”

Anxiaxia was messy and shook her head honestly.

Sheng Yize pushed him away and said coldly, “Who are you?”

The man gave him a hard glance: “Want to know who I am? I just don’t tell you!”

A childish ghost.

“Oh, don’t say that.” In a word, he successfully stabbed the man to death for half a while, and he growled: “Are you curious?”

“Not curious,” Sheng Yize said lightly.

An Xia Xia smiled indifferently. Sheng Yize was actually naive in some aspects …

But it does have the ability to be mad.

The man looked at An Xia Xia, with a hurt face: “You really don’t remember me?”

“Sorry … I don’t remember well …” An Xia Xia was embarrassed.

The man said sadly, “I am your junior high school classmate, Pigman! Me!”

Sheng Yize looked at him with a look of neuropathy, and laughed: “Return to Pig Man? I am also a Warrior!”

“Ah! I remember! Qianzhu pig! The little boy blocked by Momo in the men ’s bathroom and singing‘ I ’m a girl ’?” Anxiaxia blinked her eyes.

Qian Ming vomited blood: “Don’t mention my dark history!”

Hearing that my dear student was so miserable, Sheng Yize could not help but sympathize with him.

“…” Angry, but still smiling.

Qian Ming said glumly, “I’m gone, see you!”

He swayed towards the outside of the airport without a paparazzi recognizing his disguise.

An Xia Xia leaned on Sheng Yize’s shoulder and told him a lot of junior high school fun. Sheng Yize looked at her with soft eyes.

The life of a little woman, he has been absent for a long time.

I hope that in the future, we can all spend together.

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hospital.

Qian Ming looked suspiciously at the doctor with a mild smile on the opposite side: “He Jiayu? The former star-night guitarist?”

He Jiayu smiled softly: “Do you know me?”

“Of course, don’t you know me?” Qian Ming proudly raised his chin.

“Should I know you …” He Jia was sweating, is this patient a little narcissistic?

Qian Ming was very injured, and it only took a long time to say, “I don’t have any major problems, I often have insomnia, irritability, oh, and here, it often hurts!”

He Jiayu glanced at the position where he was pointing—the kidney, and asked calmly: “Is X life normal?”

“What do you mean! Do you doubt me?” Qian Ming patted the table, “I’ll be fine seven times a night!”

“…” He Jiayu stunned for two seconds, cooperating, “It’s amazing.”

Qian Ming was so irritated that he stood up: “Hey, do n’t rely on yourself being a senior! It ’s too much! I tell you, I have n’t been an elder brother for many years! I miss my junior high school, but I ’m carrying an invincible sword across the next primary school of!”

The voice didn’t fall, and there was a cool breeze behind him. He was dropped over the shoulder and fell to the ground fiercely.

A clear and cheerful female voice rang: “Hemei, don’t be afraid! Let me protect you!”