MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 64 I can't have children.

Chapter 64 I can't have children.

Shen Qianshu closed his mouth and his eyes went upstairs. In this case, she would not bring the devil home. The children's painting should be at home.

"Sir, how come you?"

"Don't you come to see this good show?" Yuling said with no anger. "How many boyfriends have you made in the past few years?"

Shen Qianshu had to drill a hole, not too much. Five serious talks, dating, that would be more, the night mausoleum was cloudy, Shen Qianshu did not go to the muzzle, facing Lin Xuan, full of enthusiasm, counterattacking the head is the road When she met the night tomb, she was subconsciously weak.

Strictly speaking, the damage caused by the night tomb is much deeper than that of Lin Xuan.

But why is she guilty?

A few years ago, Mr.'s temper was not so violent. He only walked away when he was uncomfortable. Most of the time he was wearing an ice face. According to the analysis of psychology, the dual personality is independent, almost no jealousy, people are different, they are fighting against each other, they feel that they are masters, they want to kill each other, and regard each other as the biggest enemy. The situation of the night mausoleum is obviously very special. Is it difficult to influence each other?

"Dumb?"

"Just one!" Shen Qianshu erected a finger.

"The little liar, I have seen two of them."

"This one was handed over to Mr. Meet," Shen Qianshu said.

The night tomb can make up the complete story chain. Shen Qianshu hurriedly raised his head. Is he coming for the little princess? The night mausole looked at her coldly. "When did you promise to give me a little princess?"

His tone is like when you go to the supermarket to buy me an egg.

Shen Qianshu collapsed.

"Sir, I... can't have children." Shen Qianshu passed a grief in his eyes, and the night tomb was sinking, "Little liar!"

"It's true." Shen Qianshu looked at him fixedly. "The younger brother was very dangerous. He had been bleeding after production and his body was very badly damaged. The doctor said that the chance of pregnancy is very small."

"Nothing!" The wrath of the Night Mausole only lasted for three seconds. "The chances are small, and it is not infertile. It is not good. I have dug other women's uterus and placed it on you."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Huh?

What the hell?

The normal routine is not, you can't give birth to a little princess, OK, bother, goodbye.

Why are you not playing cards in the routine?

"I'm hungry."

Understand, you have to go eat.

Goodbye, don't send, go slowly.

Shen Qianshu, send the guest, "That would not bother Mr., goodbye."

She turned her head and left, and the nightlings held her arm. "Are you having a problem with your IQ? I will let you cook."

"..."

Who is the IQ problem?

"My son is at home."

"Trouble!" The night tomb complained, dragging Shen Qianshu into the car.

A Bugatti sports car that met with blue and black quickly went out of the community. Shen Qianshu rounded his eyes, and this reaction came. "I want to go home and cook for my son!"

"Is he handcuffed? Let him do it himself."

Shen Qianshu was surprised to see the hand holding the steering wheel, the sound hand, the dark eyes, did not write two words, face?

Are you handcuffed?

Sir, when you are questioning that a child under the age of seven will not cook for himself, will your conscience not hurt?

The night mausole staring at Shen Qianshu can almost be called a contemptuous gaze. "Close your ugly eyes, be careful of me."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

tyrant!

(End of this chapter)