Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Section 437, does not exist

Shen Qianshu sneered.

Shen Lin, you have already lost your name.

Can you fool a few people with such a bad excuse for mistaking a game?

Gu thanked Lin Xiaojuan to come to Weiweibao in the afternoon. Gu Xie originally sent Lin Xiaojuan to Weiweibao. The bell burned and smiled forward. "Six young masters, we have little please."

"it is good."

Lin Xiaojuan asked curiously, "Do you have friendship with the night tomb?"

"The face of several faces." Gu Xie thought, "I asked him to have a meal."

"what……"

"Maybe, he wants to come back."

Lin Xiaojuan, "..."

The children painted upstairs and saw them waving their hands. "Xiao Juan, little uncle, delayed Christmas!"

Lin Xiaojuan looked up and waved. "Go and visit your princess room in a while."

"Hey!" The little boy turned and ran downstairs.

Lin Xiaojuan couldn't smile. She and Gu Xie went into the hall together. The night mausoleum and Gu Xie went to the study room and threw two women in the inquiries. Shen Qianshu asked gossip. "How come you thank you for coming over, how are you going? ”

"Coincidentally, he happened to talk about the movie contract nearby, and sent me over the road."

"Which is so many coincidences."

"What does the night mausole look for?"

"How do I know that yesterday he discovered the identity of Qianye and forced me to torture a confession."

"Hey, how can you force a confession, where is it, this is still a bed..."

"Wow, you are so dirty!" Shen Qianshu said, "How can a woman like you who can understand all kinds of fouls in one second maintain the pure thought of rejecting premarital sex?"

"You can't match this kind of realm."

"I don't want this kind of realm, beauty, you have to start early."

"I asked you, then you started?"

Shen Qianshu, "Guess?"

"Do you think I don't know if you are a trick? What hand, even if you are eaten, how about, talk about your experience?"

"Hey, hey, hey, is someone paying attention to me here?" The little girl couldn't bear to brush a sense of existence.

"See you, see you, children's little princess, take me to visit your princess room."

Child painting, "..."

I knew that Xiaoye would not speak.

Lin Xiaojuan really went to visit the princess room of the children's painting. She laughed and fell down. The child was so angry that she went to the Phalaenopsis area of ​​the garden to play a self-portrait. Lin Xiaojuan poked her. "Thousand trees, how are you and the night tomb, cohabitation? When?"

"He didn't ask me to go, I have been living. The four chefs here are changing their designs every day. It's cool."

"What about the exercise?"

"nonexistent."

"Cann't that cohabitation without name?"

"unimportant."

Lin Xiaojuan’s face is condensed. “He doesn’t want to get married?”

Shen Qianshu thought about it with a sigh of relief. "It should be impossible to get married."

"why?"

"The things at night are quite complicated. Don't worry, can I still suffer?"

"Sorry, I am afraid that the night mausoleum will suffer."

"What a girlfriend, you are the undercover sent by the night tomb."

The two played a joke for a while, Shen Qianshu took a pillow on the side, "Xiao Juan, take a step and take a step, some things have to be slowly, can not be too hasty."

"You have a measure." Lin Xiaojuan said, "I will accompany you to the jewelry meeting in the evening. Shen Lin is so embarrassed, she can really shame. She never dreamed that Sara is you, and her face was swollen. When she first came to school, I told you that it was not good, and you still kept her, and it was much worse when she saw her in these years."

(End of this chapter)