Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 810 crying bag child painting

The child painting was in a daze in the room. After the film festival, he was very wrong. He was locked in the room. The burger was sticky and he leaned on him. He seemed to know that he was in a bad mood and did not dare to make noises. He was kneeling at his feet. .

Shen Qianshu gently opened the door and saw the child's appearance as a god.

A glimpse in my heart.

"baby……"

"Mummy!" The children's paintings came back to the gods, just about to jump out of bed, Shen Qianshu has passed, holding him tightly, Shen Qianshu held him tightly, from pregnancy, to the decision to give birth to him, she has been looking forward to His birth.

His death brought her to collapse and despair.

Almost no way to live again.

Now, it is back.

She has firmly believed that this is her son.

"Mummy, are you crying?"

"Mummy is so happy." Shen Qianshu choked, she gently stroked the face of the child's painting, the voice was light and soft, "How do you keep yourself in the room?"

"in bad mood."

On Weibo, I don’t know who is pushing the wave, and I’ve hung up the hot search of the children’s painting mommy.

The name of the hot search is all Yang Lihua.

It seems that his life experience has been torn open to the public.

After wave after wave, Lin Xiaojuan has pressed most of the hot search, but still can't stop the gossip of the fans, and the smashing of the people who eat me, seems to be watching him choose Shen Qianshu, or choose Yang Lihua.

A foster mother, a mother.

One power is awkward, one is nothing.

The melons and his black powder have already started viciously attacking him. He will stay with Shen Qianshu for wealth. He has read the message for a long time. If it was before the ceremony, he had already opened his sleeves and teared it. This time it was abnormal. .

"Mummy, have you seen her?"

They all know who she is referring to.

"Yes!" Shen Qianshu said, "I went to see her, talked about some things, children's pictures, Mommy... Some things want to tell you."

"Mummy, don't you send me away!" The child's painting screamed and cried, holding Shen Qianshu. He was very sensitive from an early age. Later, when he was a public figure, he had already practiced the face of the iron wall. There is one thing he has. Very sensitive, that is, he is not the son of Shen Qianshu.

This time, Yang Lihua came back. Shen Qianshu was red-eyed and looked at him with uneasiness. He felt that Mommy had to send him away. He had to be sent back to Yang Lihua. He had no memory of Yang Lihua.

When he grew up, he grew up with Shen Qianshu. Even if Shen Qianshu and Yang Lihua were exchanged, he would have to sink thousands of trees.

"Mummy, don't you send me away, hehe..."

"Little fool, where did Mommy send you?" Shen Qianshu was so upset that he was so distressed that she always knew that he was very sensitive, especially for his life.

"Don't you really send me away?" The child's drawing took a sniff and was very miserable. "They just made a big temper, and almost burned the clock, saying that he couldn't see you, he said. You may go to find her, I am so scared, I am afraid she will come back, want me to come back to her, she is my biological mother, I should go back, but I don't want, I want Mommy, I want Mommy. Don't you send me away?"

"Come, let's go to the study."

The night mausoleum let her come to take a child's hair, but the child can cry, her heart is soft, and it is soft and messy. This is also a knot of children's painting. She does not want to stare at him. They are a family, no. There should be a secret.

"Mummy, what do you do in the study?"

Shen Qianshu said, "Let's play a game."

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(End of this chapter)