The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

“Then go cook yourself something…” An Xiaxia smiled wryly.

Sheng Yize give it some thought and said, “But I think you’ll taste better.”

“No, no, no, I won’t.” An Xiaxia shook her head repeatedly like a rattle-drum. She was so nervous that she covered herself with a cushion.

Sheng Yize watched her, perfectly composed and at ease, whereas An Xiaxia looked like she was going to explode from her nervousness.

In the end, Sheng Yize cut her loose. “I’m only kidding. You’re still too young.”

An Xiaxia let out a breath of relief. “So, you’re not an animal after all.”

Sheng Yize didn’t know what to say. “Am I a villain in your story?”

An Xiaxia chuckled awkwardly. When she opened her bag, she realized that she had packed as light as she could and hadn’t brought her pajamas.

Sheng Yize darted her a look and casually fetched a shirt from his closet. “Just make do with this tonight.”

An Xiaxia nodded, thanked him, and went to take a shower.

After the shower, she put on the shirt and left the bathroom to find Sheng Yize standing by the window. Under the starry night sky and the silver moonlight, his beauty was as charming as the view outside.

Hearing her approach, Sheng Yize turned around and was dazed as well.

Her slim frame was enveloped in his shirt, which was too big for her. The lower hem of the shirt reached just below her hips, revealing her alabaster thighs and straight calves. She was bare-footed and her eyes were clear and pure. She herself was a matchless vision.

However beautiful the stars were outside, they were nothing compared with her.

An Xiaxia tugged at the shirt gingerly and asked in a tiny voice, “Do you have a hair dryer here?”

The question dragged Sheng Yize back to reality. He soon found the hair dryer and sat the little woman down on the sofa. “I’ll dry your hair for you.”

“Oh…” An Xiaxia leaned against his legs obediently, while Sheng Yize brushed her hair and began to blow it dry.

With his gentle stroking and the pleasantly warm air from the hair dryer, An Xiaxia almost fell asleep.

Sheng Yize’s gaze, on the other hand, happened to land on the girl’s thighs.

A corner of the hem of the shirt was raised and he saw a light pink color underneath. Well, it was indeed her usual choice.

Knowing that if he stared at it any further, he wouldn’t be able to stop, Sheng Yize quickly looked away, dried her hair, and led her to the bedroom.

An Xiaxia asked timidly, “Are we going to sleep in the same bed?”

“What do you think?” Sheng Yize raised an eyebrow. An Xiaxia resigned herself to her fate and climbed under the duvet.

Sheng Yize lay down next to her, pulled her into his arms, and nibbled her earlobe. “Woman, it’s time we settle our accounts.”

Settle our accounts?

An Xiaxia looked at him in confusion. Sheng Yize snorted and asked, “You’ve seen the evidence, haven’t you?”

“Yes…” She had also heard the argument between Song Qingchen and Li Canxing herself.

“So, you were mistaken about me this time.” A certain fellow was turning into the tsundere again. “And you told me you were leaving me, which broke my fragile heart and dealt my mind irreparable damage.”

“Was it that serious?”

“It was!”

“…” An Xiaxia struggled inwardly, moved closer, and kissed him on the corner of his mouth in an ingratiating gesture.

That pleased the scheming guy. Narrowing his eyes, he began to unbutton her shirt.

An Xiaxia struggled. “What are you doing?! Hm…”

Before she could accuse him of more, her words were stopped by a kiss.

The shirt was unbuttoned and underneath, she wore nothing but her white underwear. Sheng Yize’s voice was mesmerizing. “You can repay me with your body.”