Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 2451 Children's Paintings and Ominous Premonitions

The face of the night tomb is dark.

Shen Qianshu’s face is really a day to daddy.

The children’s paintings are still sinister. "How come you have no sound when you walk?"

"Baby hurts today?" Shen Qianshu came to the rescue.

"It hurts!" The children's paintings are arrogant, "I saw a little relief from Mommy."

Night, "..."

Oh, disgusting.

I just said that it doesn't hurt.

Of course, he will not tear down his baby's nephew.

"Baby suffered, and I lost a circle."

The night mausoleum couldn't bear it. "I see him ruddy and fat."

Child painting, "..."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

The children's paintings are indeed three pounds fatter, because they have been lying and unable to exercise, and they have a knife that hurts very much. At the beginning of the night, in order to let him divert attention, every time he chats with him, he is happy to feed, nuts, fruits, and snacks. Ah, I took a basket every time, and I went home after the feeding. The children’s paintings were eaten for a week, except that the fruits were high in calories. It was a miracle without fat.

With such an example at the beginning of the night, other people have the same kind of learning, thinking that the children's appetite is good, but also to feed, he was not a thin child, his face blew a layer of gas.

"Hey, I am cute, not fat." Child painting insists that he is a cute little boy, not fat at all. Shen Qianshu can not help but pinch his face. "Do you want to go home to recover?"

"miss you!"

"Then go home and raise it." Shen Qianshu is very fond of children, and he is not willing to heal in the hospital. His body has also improved. The night tomb and her coming are discharged.

Yuling said, "When you are hurt..."

"If you hurt, say it again!" Shen Qianshu interrupted the night mausoleum. Can't wait to tell the children to paint bad news to hurt each other?

Children's paintings have an ominous premonition.

"Hey, you won't be able to pack me away because I spit you out."

After all, everyday spit.

As an adult, you have to be broad-minded.

"He won't." Shen Qianshu said that the children's paintings felt that they would hold Mommy's thighs and let go, and they hurt themselves in Shen Qianshu's arms. "Mummy, baby's chest hurts."

Night Mausoleum, "You are all eight years old!"

"Seven years old!"

Eight years old has not passed!

When he was eight years old, he was alone in school.

The night said, "I don't want to lose your temper with the children's paintings. You are so hard to make the bunny enjoy the blessings."

Night Mausoleum, "Why should I try to make the bunny happy?"

When the night sells Meng, "Is this...not justified?"

The child painting whispered, "Yes!"

"Sir, you go to the hospital." Shen Qianshu saw the scene soon to be controlled, and quickly let the night to go to the hospital.

The night mausole turned and left, never nostalgia.

Shen Qianshu touched his son's hair. "You will make a hard skin."

After half a year, you cry!

In the evening, I went back to the night with the night, and the old lady didn't have much trouble this time. The face was not so bad. It seemed to be a compromise. Even if I knew that the night was the night of the European night, I didn't care.

"Two uncles?" Every time I go home, I will see the second uncle, and the night court is used to it.

"Don't mention them." The old lady and the night court, the night is still very close, can not help but say, "The second child is really ... blame I did not give them a share, every day to trouble, I am upset, 骂They had a meal and they were accused by them. I am old and can’t control them."

(End of this chapter)