Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 479 pet wife also wants to spoil the son!

A burst of laughter came, the night and the children painted downstairs, just broke through the atmosphere, children painted, "Mummy, there are a lot of limited edition diamond dolls in the room of the little uncle, a lot, a lot... he refused to give I!"

The night is a bitter face, "Baby, you want stars, I definitely don't give the moon, you want airplanes, I definitely don't give cruises, but those King Kong are my childhood memories, little uncle can't bear..."

The little boy draws the hand of the night mausoleum, "squatting..."

The night is a collection of 癖, hidden a lot, and the most excessive is that a set of it will be considered, there is a limited edition, he has collected three identical, simply mad, child painting is also a diamond fan, but he was born late Basically, they are out of print, and they don’t have the heart to buy. When they see the night, they are coveted.

"I am seven years old, and my uncle has never given a birthday present. He owes at least 7 years of birthday present!"

Night, "..."

Nani! ! !

Can you still count?

Long experience!

The onlookers were also shocked.

Can birthday gifts be counted like this?

Did they go home and say to her husband, after all, you met me at the age of twenty, at least owed me twenty years of birthday gifts, how to make twenty copies!

Night Mausoleum, "Give him!"

Night, "Brother..."

At night, a pair of news to faint, dying and struggling, "you say a favorite little uncle, little uncle is the most handsome!"

"My favorite little uncle, little uncle is the most handsome!" Sweet words do not hesitate!

Everyone, "..."

The night tomb is cold, this is typical of thousands of trees!

When you have time, there is no limit.

At night, when the heart is bleeding, you can see that the child smiles brightly, just like the night tomb of a child. He feels that it is not so uncomfortable. He regards the child painting as the night tomb in his childhood, after all, his big brother Be careful, struggling, not having a happy day. He wanted to make the children's paintings live happily, and they wanted to make things happen. They lived in the happy side of the young version of the night tomb.

The friends and family of the night house were also shocked.

Night Mausoleum and Nightingale are not a mother compatriot. When I return to the night house in my childhood, it is like a live target erected by the night parents' house. It is very difficult to live. When I grow up, I am like a king. Speaking of one thing, iron and blood is ruthless.

At night, how many things have been caused by the outside, how many disasters have been smashed, the night tombs have been silently wiped out, and they have learned to be smart. If they ask for something, they must first go to the night to let the night go to court. There are always five or six times in ten times that are successful.

But now, the wind has changed.

Many people holding the night cemetery are just the idea of ​​playing with Shen Qianshu. At this time, they can't help but re-evaluate their mother and child's position in the night.

"Anyone, don't be so used to him, those things are your beloved things." Night Zexiu said with dissatisfaction, but all boys have a King Kong dream, he has no luck at night, so good, there are two A brother loved him for collecting, and the night court was abroad for many years. Any good things have priority over the night.

He didn't want to get it. His son asked for a night and many times, and he couldn't touch it. He gave it away.

This person is not the pro-son of the eldest brother.

Why?

"I am happy!" said the night.

Night Ze repairing knot.

The banquet was about to begin, and the night tomb went to the old lady who had just come out. When she left, she told me to leave the night. "Don't let him leave your sight!"

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Are you cold, I lived at the beach and shivered coldly, my fingers could not code! terrible! !

(End of this chapter)