Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 14, Mr., our daughter was kidnapped.

Shen Qianshu’s long legs were controlled by his palms. Her hands were on his neck. The familiar male hormones had been with a powerful aggression for seven years, awakening the bizarre memory.

The distance between the two is so close, the cold fragrance on her body, the night tomb countless times, if one day, they meet again, what he will do, his mind flashed countless thoughts, and even tied her up To do the idea of ​​death, metamorphosis is extreme.

Her petite body was firmly controlled by him, his legs were separated on his waist, his posture was stunned, and Shen Qianshu looked at this handsome, somewhat sharp face, and his heart turned back thousands of times.

She does not hate the night tomb.

Especially after the psychology.

She has always refused to admit that she is dedicated to psychology for the night tomb.

She put the memory on the lock.

The night mausoleum gently touched her thigh, with a magical palm, through a thin dress, burned her skin, Shen Qianshu shivered a little, can not tell the fear and guilty.

"The legs are really useful." He meant something, his cold eyes with deep hunger, Shen Qianshu suddenly thought that during that time, he always liked to rest on her lap, and also liked to touch her. Long legs, the face burns hot.

"One night couples have a hundred days, don't be so violent." Shen Qianshu stunned a smile.

A night couple?

Ok?

well!

"After I interrupted your leg, answer me a question, my daughter?" Yu Ling asked.

daughter?

What daughter?

Shen Qianshu was a bit stunned for a moment, and her eyes passed a sorrow, but she was quickly concealed by her. She lowered her head slightly. The man’s nose almost touched her chin. She could only see her slightly trembling eyelashes and a white skin. It looks like a little white rabbit.

The pink cherry mouth is close at hand, giving off a peach-like sweetness, causing crime. The nightlings are slightly dark and the throat is rolling up and down. He wants to cut off her slender neck, but she is beautiful again. I am fascinated by the color and want to press her under her body.

She gently glared at his robes. The white shirt was cold under her fingertips. Shen Qianshu had a heart-wrenching look. "Sir, our daughter was kidnapped, and you will save her."

In a small warehouse, two strong men are at the door, a strong man is in the house, a small jade-like milk bag is sitting on the dilapidated bed, with a small pink blue school bag. The small milk bag is about seven years old, the big eyes with smart eyes, the long eyelashes curled up, the white and tender, the small arms like lotus roots, the clean and soft short hair, and the delicate feeling of male and female.

"Uncle, I am hungry." He opened softly, his eyes looked pitiful, and he looked particularly sad. The strong man snorted impatiently, took the two packets of biscuits and threw them on the table. The biscuits on the table, he carefully tore open the biscuits, and said that the tears of tears cried and fell, crying, "I want Mommy."

Beautiful children, always irritating, especially the child has been tied for a long time, has always been very well-behaved, obedient, distressing.

"Don't cry, you can go home at night."

The little milk bag looked at him with tears. "Really?"

"Really."

The little milk bag is bitter, "but I am going to die."

(End of this chapter)