Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 103: Natural Magnetic Field Disharmony

"Then you are passing through Turkey, where are you going?"

"Greece."

"Sure enough, it is a smooth road." Greece is next door to Turkey, separated by a sea, not long after taking the boat, of course, it is already across the Eurasia, what does he go to Greece to do? For that batch of gems?

Greece is a place rich in high-grade sapphires.

The next door of the bell and the four black people said that the non-stop, big bragging, this table suddenly quieted down.

The night Ling Xijing, when Luther Butler warned her, when there is no need to talk, then do not talk, the night Ling really like quiet, most like a person upstairs, stay one day, can not say a word, If she is not eating, she feels that the night mausoleum is in the cultivation of immortals.

In fact, the night tomb is guilty.

No matter the Shen Qianshu of the year, today's bell burning is a saying.

She wonders why the clock can stay in the night tomb.

She doesn't know how to get along with the night tomb.

This is a problem.

Her feelings about the night mausoleum are too complicated.

Fear, fear, and even some can't say it, and it is almost negligible. When he forced her to be a little princess, her hatred reached its peak. She still wanted someone to return her little prince.

Who can return it to her?

Even if it is reborn, it is not that child.

All mothers, for the first child, have very special feelings.

The children's painting looked at the night tomb and took a look at Shen Qianshu.

Blinking.

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet down.

Child painting, "I hate Greece the most!"

Greek mythology lies!

Shen Qianshu thought of this stalk, could not help but smile, her baby must be depressed, obviously wish not to see the night tomb again, less than ten minutes, the night tomb appeared in front of them, and gave birth to him a slap.

"Are you for the jewels?" Shen Qianshu ignored the strange atmosphere between her and the night mausoleum.

The last time I was so embarrassed in the villa. The encounter with AG is also purely a work exchange and there is no more talk. There are too many problems between the two.

The night tomb nodded.

Shen Qianshu thought for a moment, "You have so many jewelry in your hand, why not use it instead."

"Mixed, it is for my little princess, can you use it casually?" Night Ling, for Shen Qianshu, it is just a group of beautiful jewelry, for him, this is his most sincere blessing.

Shen Qianshu thought, the little princess didn't know where he was.

The children's drawing snorted, little princess, little princess, why don't you go into a big princess?

The night mausoleum looks at the look of the mother and son, and grinds their teeth. "Shen Qianshu!"

"You are right, left to the little princess, really can not be used casually." Shen Qianshu is not sincerely attached.

Night Mausoleum, "Little Liar!"

The children's paintings were full, and they picked up the vegetable juice, poured a sip, and patted the belly of the drum. It was very satisfying. The child painted a man to cook a half-baked lamb, and the nightling frowned at him. The mutton of Turkey was delicious. It is delicious, but it is very embarrassing. The child always does not love, but he likes it very much. He did not expect this nuisance to be so satisfying.

The children's paintings are full of food and drink, and they are in a good mood.

After dinner, the group went back. The hotel was not too far from the hotel. It was very beautiful in the night. Istanbul was very beautiful. The night mausoleum and Shen Qianshu walked behind. The burning of the car was very familiar with the children’s painting and walking in front. I don’t know what to say. Attracting the children's paintings, he actually followed the bell.

"Why should your grandmother start painting children?"

(End of this chapter)