Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 869, the world's fireworks are not as good as her

Yang Lihua accompanied the children's paintings to see the photo album. Shen Qianshu was also a big heart. He left the children's paintings in Yang Lihua and let them be alone.

She accompanied the night mausoleum in the study room and looked at Yang Lihua and the children's paintings in the garden. The night mausoleum asked, "You are not afraid of her hurting children's paintings?"

"She won't." Shen Qianshu said, walked over, gently holding the night mausoleum, his cheeks against his chest, the night mausoleum naturally holding her, gently patted on the back, Shen Qianshu Looking at him, he smiled again.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Are you worried about children's drawings?"

"do not worry."

Lying, the mouth is the wrong, obviously so worried about the children's paintings, but do not recognize, awkward gentleman.

She padded her feet and kissed the lips of the night tomb, and it smelled like a sweet smell. The woman in love was always so sweet. She always looked at him intentionally or unconsciously. "Sir, are you watching a movie tonight?" ”

"it is good!"

In the evening, the security system upgrade should be over.

"I will take you to a good place." Shen Qianshu said with a smile.

"it is good."

Shen Qianshu came downstairs, and the children’s paintings were holding burgers. If they were thoughtful, “Mummy...”

"what happened?"

"She seems to know that I am not her son."

Shen Qianshu stunned and licked the hair of the children's paintings. "Whether she knows or not, you respect her as a mother. Do you know? Mommy didn't know that you were a pro-son and loved you as a biological one."

"Okay, I know." Tonghua said that he can also feel Yang Lihua's love for him.

The night mausoleum and Shen Qianshu did not stay at home for dinner. The two men wore a couple to pretend to date. The children’s drawing waved a small fist and wanted to follow them. They were hit by an index finger on the forehead. “Look for your girlfriend!”

Child painting fried hair, "I am only seven years old, where is the girlfriend?"

"If you don't have it, look for it!"

"God, your parents who encourage their seven-year-old son to fall in love are going to be talked to by the class teacher!"

Shen Qianshu can not help but the daily routine is not to look at the children's paintings, the night tombs, or to see the night tombs.

“This is a good place for you to say?”

A very hot commercial street, the night market, crowds of people.

Night Ling is the most hated place for people.

Many people mean messy, dirty, noisy, and he doesn't like it.

"When I first saw you, I felt that Mr. was like a man who didn't eat the fireworks. I thought that one day I would pull the lira down to the altar and take you to taste the human world. Now I have finally done it." Shen Qianshu and Ye Ling Finger Intertwined, whispered, "Sir, you missed, I have to supply you."

"What did I miss?"

"A young, innocent love when I was young." Shen Qianshu said with a smile, she thought that the first half of the night tomb must be full of boring and dark, all kinds of violence and blood, is a world different from her.

He missed all the good things in his youth.

The goddess of white robes, walking on the campus, the gentle breeze, when falling in love, walking in the video game, the crazy in the night market, he missed, a whole youth time, she whim, want to accompany him, fill this gap Time.

"I..." is not a pity.

Night Ling thought, those who missed the young, love, he is not at all regrettable.

Between the electric and the flint, he can appreciate the deep meaning of Shen Qianshu, but he does not regret it at all.

The fireworks on earth are not as good as her.

With her, all his imperfections will be a thing of the past.

(End of this chapter)