MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 18 Routine and anti-routine

Chapter 18 Routines and Routines

The night sneer sneered, I don't know the words of Shen Qianshu poked his nerves, his face was gloomy, and the rain was coming. "Shen Qianshu, if my little princess has three long and two short, I killed you!"

Indifference, cruelty!

He looked at Shen Qianshu's eyes like an object.

Shen Qianshu suddenly looked behind the night tomb, with no expression on his face. "Sir, your niece is coming!"

Yuling hurriedly turned back, and Shen Qianshu passed a touch of mischief in his eyes. He took the foot of the night tomb in one hand and pulled the pool. The night mausoleum looked back and looked forward to her niece, and she was unprepared for a while, and slammed into the pool.

Shen Qianshu, "hahahaha..."

In the night of the tomb, there was a rare scene of a wolf, a short hair was wet, and the water droplets fell down the tip of the hair. The handsome and fierce face was extremely scary. He looked at Shen Qianshu and gnashed his teeth.

After Shen Qianshu’s mischief, the second is.

"Third out, evened out..." Shen Qianshu swam to the side of the slide and wanted to go ashore, but he was caught by the ankles. The underwater skin was smooth and cold, and her long skirt was picked up by the water, revealing a pair of long Straight big white legs.

The night mausoleum was deep, Shen Qianshu looked at him in the eyes of his eyes, and pressed his skirt to stop, his face was red.

"Color mo, where do you look?"

The night tomb came back, sneered, and pulled her over, at the edge of the pool, the white shirt of the night tomb was wet, thinly attached to his chest, sketching the **** **** The chest muscles exude a strong hormonal breath.

Shen Qianshu was trapped between the pool and his chest. He had nowhere to escape. He looked up and saw a pair of cold eyes, deep and sinking.

"Besides me, who else has seen it?" His voice was dull and dangerous. Shen Qianshu’s scalp was numb, and the cold water could not reach the heat of him. He seemed to burn her.

His things, even if you don't want it, can't let anyone touch it!

"What is your business?" Shen Qianshu has a sense of grievance. "You are crazy, it is difficult for you to remember, hundreds of years ago, what qualifications do you have to question me."

He suddenly picked up Shen Qianshu, and Shen Qianshu screamed and he was on the wall.

The night tomb bowed and kissed her lips.

Shen Qianshu suddenly remembered that seven years ago, the disaster came.

That day, the sky was dark and the lightning thundered.

That gloomy mood has always been with her, seven years, and it goes hand in hand.

Her fear of him is unforgettable.

There are some injuries that are also unforgettable.

Her body trembled gently in his hug, helpless because of fear.

"It's still so sensitive."

"Night Mausoleum, let me go."

Shen Qianshu opened his mouth and found out how her voice was so swift and shocked. She looked down at the amber eye of the night tomb. In his eyes, there was a deep storm, and Shen Qianshu secretly shouted.

The night mausoleum looked at her deeply. "Shen Qianshu, I found you, for a long time, for a long time."

"What are you looking for, what hurts me in the past, do you think it is not enough?"

Her breathing was deep, and there was a trace of his bite at the clavicle. The night cemetery looked down.

She is his.

Over the years, there have been lingering flowers, and Zhong Burning said that she talked to many boyfriends.

"That, except for me, who did you give it to?" His fingers licked over her red, swollen lips, and slid down her cheeks, resting on her collarbone.

(End of this chapter)