Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 340 I want to live with you!

Yan Jianming's popularity has dropped. No star has dead loyalty powder. His microblogging is crying, the deceased is big, and a group of people who have taken off the powder have come back, and it is very ups and downs.

How can he commit suicide?

Shen Qianshu just wanted to call Lin Xiaojuan. Lin Xiaojuan had called her. "Thousand trees, Yan Jianming committed suicide."

Xiao Juan’s voice is shaking.

She hates Yan Jianming, but she never thought about his death. Such a big living person is gone.

Unwarranted.

Shen Qianshu squinted, "What are you doing?"

"I am going to the police station, thank you for being taken away and asking questions."

"What does this care about?"

"I don't know, I hang up first, don't worry about me, sleep, I will call you tomorrow."

Shen Qianshu was uneasy in the whole heart. In the afternoon, Yan Jianming and Lu Mengyun went to the trouble of retiring money. Why didn’t they seem to commit suicide? BG’s group also exploded, and Chen Yu asked with horror.

Chen Tong: Didn't I give back the money, he committed suicide?

Sensen: He and Lu Mengyun are so arrogant, watching people who are not like suicide.

Li Huan: Yes, it is totally different.

Li Le: But he is dead. This is not a prank. Will you be tired of your sister?

Chen Tong: You said so, I am afraid of it. I heard that Gu Xie was taken away and asked questions.

Jing Yi: What does this have to do with Gu Xie? It is not murder.

Night Champion: People sit at home, and the disaster comes from heaven. Recently, you have a low-key point.

Everyone: We have been very low-key!

When Shen Qianshu thought about it, she always felt a little uneasy. She ran to the door with nervousness, locked the door, and then thought about it. What am I doing? She walked anxiously and couldn't sleep at all. She sat in the children's room and thought about it. She returned to the master bedroom and stopped.

Outside the door, there was a ringing of the door. When she was awake, she was scared of her cold sweat. Her scalp was almost blown up. Shen Qianshu was a very creative jewelry designer, and her brains were empty. Just dare to think.

In just one minute, I have filled up hundreds of miserable pictures of the ghosts, and she scared her to death. She walked barefoot to the door, thinking in her heart, why the visual monitoring didn’t ring, this person Why did you go upstairs?

"Who?"

"Open the door!" The familiar and overbearing voice came. Shen Qianshu hurriedly opened the door and suddenly rushed into his arms. The pale face was amazed, and the nightlings outside the door looked awkward. Why don’t you say hello? Nephrite fluttering?

"..." The night mausoleum was swept back one step and stood firm, holding her hand on her shoulder. "What happened?"

"Don't talk, scare me." Shen Qianshu has not come out of his brain, and his heart is jumping very fast.

The night mausoleum couldn't keep up with her little theater. She simply lifted her waist with one hand, lifted her up, slammed into the door, and closed the door. Shen Qianshu returned to God and finally woke up from the scary little theater. Flashed a word, sir, your arm is really good!

Then she saw a small suitcase in the night.

Shen Qianshu looked up at her, and the black man asked her face.

"Sir, are you going on a business trip?"

"My mood is not very stable recently."

Shen Qianshu, "...?"

"Zhong burning said that it may be less sleep, I suggest you come to your house for a while."

Shen Qianshu, "...?"

"I think it makes sense."

Shen Qianshu, "...?"

(End of this chapter)