Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 39 Shining Light Bulbs

Shen Qianshu couldn't bear it, and blurted out. He couldn't wait to slap him. He couldn't help but stay in the tomb. He was afraid to stimulate the night tomb. His second personality ran out and rounded her up.

This second personality does not recognize him.

This court has no way to judge how to do mental illness crimes, she is exceptionally wrong.

"You are bothering, there are so many things in the bed!" The nightlings grabbed the pillow on the side and grabbed her face. The movement was very naive, and the pillow was opened by Shen Qianshu.

"Who wants to go to bed with you?" Shen Qianshu roared.

He is swearing and swearing, it is... can’t stand it.

"Besides being with me, who do you want to be with?" The night gaze suddenly stunned and was angered by Shen Qianshu.

"I..." Shen Qianshu just wanted to talk, heard footsteps at the door, followed by a tender voice coming across the door. "Mummy, I am back, open the door."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Shen Qianshu looked at the Mausoleum in horror, squinting at his neck, pushing the night tomb, hurriedly stuffing him into the bedroom, and the night toe kicked the door of the bedroom and took Shen Qianshu to the bed.

Heaven helps me too! !

Tong Hua and Lin Xiaojuan pressed the doorbell for a while at the door, Lin Xiaojuan. "Your mommy may be taking a shower and looking for a key."

"Ok."

Shen Qianshu was pressed by the night to the soft bed, up and down his hand, kissed her lips, and another hand covered her chest, a little disgusting, not big enough. Shen Qianshu’s heart jumped wildly. She heard the sound of opening the door. She was even more panicked. She suddenly slammed her legs and suddenly slammed it. The nightlings couldn’t be taken up to the second child by her, and she was so angry that she snarled and just snarled. Lived in the mouth.

"Mummy..." The children's drawing shouted in the living room.

"You are not allowed to speak out!" Shen Qianshu looked at the night tomb in horror, pulled the quilt to cover him, tidy up the clothes and ran to open the door. The children's painting just went to the door of the bedroom and saw Shen Qianshu coming out and raised his smile.

"Mummy..."

Shen Qianshu made a thief, closed the door of the bedroom, bowed his head and hugged the children's drawing.

"Children's paintings, Mommy is sleeping..."

In the bedroom, the night tomb smashed the quilt and rolled it into a ball and threw it on the ground, hating the ground and stepping on two feet.

This dead woman!

She is dead!

Just kicked his second child and dared to use the quilt to marry him.

She is dead!

Going to her little princess, he has to kill her first.

He rushed to the door and heard the voice outside when he was at the door.

"Mummy, you are so swollen in your lips." The child's big eyes fluttered and looked at Shen Qianshu's mouth, red and swollen.

Lin Xiaojuan, "Thousands of trees, have you been kissed by a disciple?"

lecher?

The night majesty is furious, go to your mother's disciple, Lao Tzu is her man!

Children's paintings are angry. "Is it cheap?"

The night tomb is fried again?

Cheaper?

What are you special?

Who wants to be yours?

I want a little princess!

Sure enough, it is an annoying boy.

He wants to sell him to the remote mountains to feed the pigs!

In the heart of the night, there are 108 ways to sell Lin Xiaojuan and children's paintings to death.

"What are you doing in the brain, I am spicy at dinner." Shen Qianshu squeezed out the reason, it is still a very convincing reason.

Lin Xiaojuan went to the kitchen to pour water, Shen Qianshu took the children's painting away from the bedroom and sat down in the living room.

"Children's paintings are not about filming. Don't come back tonight?"

(End of this chapter)