Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 2647 Sour Spicy Female

Perhaps the first time I saw it, I felt amazed. Fortunately, the roommate was more intimate. After he fell asleep, he tore the mask, otherwise he could apply it to four points.

After the first day of the lesson, the children's paintings did not dare to be late. Although they were in a hurry, they did not delay the collection time. He has always been a planned child.

After a hungry day, after strong exercise, I thought I could eat breakfast for children's paintings. I didn't have breakfast. I had to train until 7 o'clock to get up early. Breakfast was a self-help mode. The children's paintings were hungry and they swallowed themselves.

The children's paintings went through three days of hell, and the neck and chest were sunburned. Because the allergies were still in the medical care room, the night tomb stayed at the base for two days, waiting for him to be allergic.

"I am going home, you are at the base yourself."

The child looked at him with a sigh of relief.

"I'm better off coming!"

The nightling touched his head. "Yes."

The child painted a knot and slammed his hand hard.

Night Mausoleum, "Every month, I will come to the base for three days and check your results."

“Really?” The children’s eyes were bright.

"Ok."

Children's paintings thought that they had to be thrown here for ten years. I didn't expect that the night tomb could still be three months in a month. The eyes were red, and I hugged the thighs of the night tomb. "Well, can you change your mommy?"

Night Mausoleum, "No, your mommy will have a sister to come."

The children's painting stepped on him. "Let's go."

He turned his back and was very ruthless. The nightlings touched his soft hair. "If you listen to the instructors at the base, you can have ideas and speak freely. However, I don't appreciate people who only have ideas and have no practical action. If there is anything, no action, the idea will be less, and more things will be less talk."

The children's painting ignored him, but the night Ling really took the bell and Ada left, his eyes were red.

A female doll who didn't have a stable road gave him an ice cream. "Brother, give it to you, don't cry."

The children's painting wiped the tears, squinting at the little doll, the three-year-old female doll was white and fat, mixed-race, one day soft natural curly hair, tied a ball head, because the natural volume is messy and very style There are a pair of brown eyes, watery and extremely beautiful, and children's paintings look at the ice cream that she has smashed.

Bad attitude, "Don't eat!"

The young master ran away as soon as he turned his head.

......

The night tomb was on the plane and it was already an arrow.

Shen Qianshu asked the training state of the children's paintings without any detail. The training of the bases was all videotaped. The night mausoleum gave the stored videos to Shen Qianshu, and Shen Qianshu looked very distressed.

"I was hungry for the first day? Burning, didn't you secretly give him a piece of chocolate?"

"Large and small said that one hundred million will be deducted for eating one piece, I can't afford it!" Zhonghuan cried, this chocolate is too expensive, it can't afford it, only to watch the young master go hungry.

Shen Qianshu, "..."

This is a bit embarrassing!

Shen Qianshu’s life of raising a baby is similar to raising pigs for her. In the first three months, she really stayed in bed and let her stay in bed. She couldn’t help herself. She read books every day, cultivated her flowers, and trimmed flowers and plants. Flower arrangement, etc. She is an art student. She has talent for art and is willing to do these things. It is also not so boring.

Lin Xiaojuan and Yunan have come to see her several times a week, and sent all kinds of food. Her baby is not good, her appetite is not very good, and eating is always not too fragrant. It is very good for some junk food. Like, I like some of the most delicious things, sour and sweet things I like the most.

(End of this chapter)