MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 79 I hope that it is a little princess.
Chapter 79 is looking forward to being a little princess.
The night Ling suddenly took her neck, Shen Qianshu could not breathe for a while, the air under the nose was getting thinner, she looked at the night tomb reluctantly, just not asking for mercy, the night to stare at her eyes, and suddenly fell off her.
Shen Qianshu fell to the ground, his elbows touched the table next to him, and he felt cold and sweaty. The nightlings looked cold like ice.
"Shen Qianshu, if you dare to leave, leave your son's life, I will do it."
"What else would you do besides forcing a woman?"
"Roll!" The night tombs, pick up a blue and white porcelain bottle on the table, and squat to Shen Qianshu, "Give me a roll!"
In the vase, Shen Qianshu’s knees came, and there was a sharp pain. The calf was soft and almost squatted. Shen Qianshu resisted.
Downstairs, Zhonghuai single-mindedly played the game.
The child painting is the heart of Shen Qianshu. Listening to the movement upstairs, the sound is so good that nothing can be heard.
The night mausoleum is so violent, will Mommy suffer?
"Little Master, you don't have to worry about it. If you are a small body, you will go upstairs. You must kill Miss Shen, you can only stand and cry." Big and a finger, Miss Shen and Xiao The young masters have to be embarrassed.
The child smiled and looked at the bell, and the bell burned his hand and surrendered. "Little Master, don't laugh like this, have seen your brutal scene, and when you see you laughing, I am creepy."
"You hate it, I am still a minor, what are you talking about?"
The bell ignited and laughed, this young master is really too appetite for him.
Unfortunately, it is not the son of the young master.
If the real young master is not dead, he should be like him.
After all, the genes are here.
"Little Master, why don't you like big or small?"
"Why should I like him?"
"We are young and young, these seven years, it is not easy."
"What about my mommy?"
The bells were dumb and speechless, and they couldn't answer. Everyone stood in a different position. The children's paintings held their hands on the chin, revealing a naive and lovely smile. "Fortunately, he is not my squatting, fortunate."
"Little Master, how many people are smashing their heads to reincarnate as sons of big and small."
"Rare!"
"I was thinking, you should be really a young master."
"why?"
"Large and young have been looking forward to the young master seven years."
"Nonsense, I hope that the little princess."
The bad guy who is a girl!
Bell burning, "..."
Upstairs, there was a sound of falling things. With the roar of a man, the bell burned and sank, quickly stood up, rushed upstairs, and ordered the death. "Don't come up!"
The children's paintings followed him with a few steps. Shen Qianshu went downstairs. The bell burned over Shen Qianshu and rushed to the study. Shen Qianshu took the hand of the children's painting. "Let's go home."
"Mummy..."
Child painting looked worriedly at Shen Qianshu.
Her face is very ugly, what did they talk about?
The black people in the villa, no one to stop the thousand trees and mothers, they went to the car very smoothly, left the castle, the road to go home has been very quiet, Shen Qianshu did not say anything, child painting is uncharacteristic, holding the hand of Shen Qianshu, nor Too talk.
Li Zhiyuan stayed in the downstairs of Shen Qianshu, saw them coming back, and greeted him. Shen Qianshu remembered the date of today’s meeting with Li Zhiyuan.
"Thousand trees, where have you been? How can mobile phones not work?"
"My mobile phone has no power." She cares about chaos, forgets to call Li Zhiyuan, and the phone is out of power.
Child painting asks, "Little boss, what are you looking for in my mommy?"
"Oh... that..."
(End of this chapter)
