Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Mr. 219, I am not illusory.

After practicing psychology, she went to apply for the third-level qualification certificate. Once the exam was over, the foreign certificate was quite difficult to test. She had never worked as a psychotherapist and could not continue to apply for it. I was so sick that she read through many professional books.

When the mood of the night was out of control, she knew how to divert his attention and how to let him control his emotions.

In his eyes, has it become a false impression?

Shen Qianshu took a deep breath, his eyes were dim, and there was a fire in his heart. He was just about to move, but he just got out of the way and went out.

The night wind was cool, she stood for a while and entered the castle.

As soon as he entered, the night mausoleum came down from the spiral staircase. He wore a long trench coat and hurriedly walked. The clock burned out of the door first. Shen Qianshu looked at his tall figure and was once again handsome.

The night is high and the figure is good. It is a walking hanger. The fitted suit is worn on the body, which makes him long and straight. The delicate facial features are wrapped in a thin layer of flesh. The gas field is strong and chilling. After wearing a windbreaker, there was already a 10% gas field, which was doubled in an instant. Like the gangster in the 80s movie, it was extremely arrogant, and it was a one-off power.

So handsome.

"I have to leave for a while, Ada is in the country, if there is something, you look for him."

Shen Qianshu nodded and wanted to ask, sir, where are you going, but what happened and when did you come back? She finally did not ask, only said one sentence, "everything is careful."

The night tomb nodded and the bell ignited. "Large and small, the helicopter arrived five minutes later."

"understood."

The night mausoleum did not go out, Shen Qianshu suddenly hooked his hand, the night tomb, looked back at her, and looked down at the two hands, her fingers were white and long, very nice, wrapped In his gray palm, soft and firm.

Shen Qianshu has used up all the courage in this life. "Sir, I am not illusory."

The night mausoleum sank and couldn't see the anger. He looked at her in a deep manner. Shen Qianshu greeted his gaze, smiled lightly, and the night mausoleum used a force to almost hurt her hand. The helicopter hovered. The sound slowly came.

"I know."

Shen Qianshu slept a comfortable feeling, and people were more comfortable. Chen Hao’s phone came over early in the morning and asked her to introduce people. Shen Qianshu originally wanted to sleep late. Thinking about it, making money is more important, let alone Chen Hao. The private high, she is in the stock.

She went to Guchunyuan early in the morning and found a jewelry booth.

This jewellery booth is handmade, and the sales are very impressive in Guchunyuan. The fame has already been played out. It is some artificial jewels. It is worthless. The earrings are about one hundred, and the necklaces are better. Four hundred, the material is almost a few tens of dollars, the most expensive is the crystal energy stone, can buy one or two thousand, but this is an inconspicuous jewelry booth, the monthly sales can have 150,000, the net profit has eight 90,000 a month, quite impressive.

The stall owner is three young people, one woman and two men. The girl is Zhang Jingyi. It is only 18 years old this year. After two years of jewelry design, she is a junior college. She feels that she has no future and consumes money. She dropped out of school. The boy is called Zhou Huan. At the age of 20, he dropped out of high school. He has no education, but his handwork is excellent. Another man named Lin Sen, who is 23 years old this year, just graduated from college this year.

(End of this chapter)