Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 195, Scorpion and Uncle

Shen Qianshu said softly, "My sister, the annual jewellery competition, the rules are different. This year, the rules have changed greatly. I don't know what kind of questions the judges will have. So, I don't recommend you to guess."

This is a good place for the A city jewelry competition.

The jewellery competition, the design works, is the same in previous years, plus some jewellery-related knowledge tests are played on the spot. In the past, Shen Lin’s presence played well. As far as she knows, Shen’s bought the judges’ seats, Shen Lin knew the subject early.

The interpretation of a design work by Shen Lin last year confirmed this.

This year is different.

The judges have a night tomb that no one can climb, and Li Zhiyuan, who has not entered the oil and salt, will be much better.

It is a pity that Chen Yuluo, in view of his trust in Shen Qianshu, did not go to the quiz.

Shen Xiong, Fang Xia, and Lin Xuan’s family have already arrived. They are sitting in the third row. Fang Xia looks at Shen Qianshu and is slightly moved. This is the daughter she has raised for 18 years. If it is not... she sighs in her heart. In one breath, look at Shen Lin again, my eyes full of pride.

Abandoned, after all, has been abandoned.

She only has a daughter from Shen Lin.

When I saw Shen Qianshu at night, I flew like a swaying flower butterfly. There was a pair of burning eyes on the stage. Even if he died, he would not dare to touch Shen Qianshu. "Oh, I met for the first time. This is my heart. Dear, please be sure to laugh."

A black card reached in front of Shen Qianshu and thundered Shen Qianshu.

This is the black card in the central square. All brands are 50% off. There is also a huge sum in it. It is equivalent to the consumption of Shen Qianshu in luxury jewelry. Want to buy Cartier, Van Cleef & Arpels, Chanel?

No problem, just brush my black card.

"Don't call me a big man." Shen Qianshu has no expression.

"Little scorpion." The night was crying and mourning.

"..." Shen Qianshu thinks of the jade carving at home. It is really a way of thinking that can't understand the night. It's just too local. She doesn't dare to accept any black cards. The night is a very stubborn person.

The man of his brother is his man.

Everything about him is his brother, and he can give a little nephew and a little nephew.

This is his sincere heart.

The scene of the two attracted whispers from others. Shen Qianshu smiled slightly. "Anything, what do I want, your older brother will naturally give me, you are so embarrassed, are you afraid of your brother?"

At night, when the chrysanthemum is tight, I hurriedly looked at the stage. The night mausoleum was cold and chilling. If the eyes could kill, he would have been cut by the night mausoleum. When he was jealous of him, he never read any brothers and sisters. Collapse the black card, "嫂, I am wrong."

"You are not allowed to call me a scorpion, or I will let your brother yell at you." Shen Qianshu threatened, she quickly seized the door of the night.

"Little tree, I am wrong, don't complain!"

"Night is everywhere!" The night tomb screamed, the voice with an indifference and chill, the whole noisy space instantly became quiet, the night, the liver and gallbladder trembled, grievously looked at her brother, brother, I am I want to please my nephew.

The night tomb is cold, "Get out!"

The night rolled round, and when he left, he also looked at Shen Qianshu with a grievance. Shen Qianshu was crying and laughing. This is really a living treasure. The night tomb is a dark and indeterminate neuropathy. How can a person around him be a living treasure?

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(End of this chapter)