Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 930 Non-mainstream names

He became more and more violent, more and more violent, the wound wrapped in gauze, blood flowing out, a **** dripping, Shen Qianshu panic, the first reaction of Zhonghuan was to rush in, and was stopped by Bo Yi.

"According to people?"

"Don't worry." Bo Yi said, "Don't worry."

Urgency is useless.

The soothing agent can no longer be hit. At this time, it is just a mess.

See how Shen Qianshu calms his emotions.

"Sir, what's wrong with you..." Shen Qianshu panicked, his hands went to hold his hand, but he broke free. He almost hit Shen Qianshu, but he changed his direction in the middle, squatting on the bed and snarling constantly.

She angered him.

She realized it, but she didn't know where it angered him.

"Ah..." he shouted in pain, talking about the words she couldn't understand, squinting her head and suddenly slamming into the bedpost. Shen Qianshu blocked his impact with the flesh, and he rushed into her arms. She slammed into her arms, her back against the pillars.

There was a sharp pain.

Very, very painful.

The head of the night tomb continually slammed into her, Shen Qianshu hugged his head, and the two rolled onto the bed together. She suddenly turned up and rode on his waist, holding the hands of the nightlings with both hands. What happened to you!"

She screamed and her strength suddenly exposed.

Night Ling roared, "Name..."

The outside bells and thin people looked at their postures and were shocked.

Awesome, my Miss Shen.

Shen Qianshu was also shocked, knowing where it angered him.

first name.

his name.

He is not called the night tomb.

At least, he felt that he was not a night tomb.

Sir, it is the name of the night mausoleum.

Shen Qianshu continued to sit on his waist and looked down at the handsome but twisted man lying under his body, revealing a domineering smile of the grandfather, the kind of demon that the men and women were all eating, "So... you are calling what name?"

The style of the painting is abrupt.

Unprepared, Zhong burning feels that he is watching the show, it is worth it.

The night mausoleum in the wrath, slowly calming down, still a little angry.

"nicolas.noah." He spit out an English name. (Nicholas Noah)

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Bell burning, "..."

Thin people, "..."

Everyone is a difficult word.

You don't want to admit that the name of the night mausoleum is no problem. You think you should have a new name. It doesn't matter. Why... It is a foreigner's name. What kind of ghost is Nicholas?

What the hell?

Fortunately, Shen Qianshu experienced more and more stable.

"Okay, noah, I let go of you, you... don't be excited."

She has to remember that she can no longer call her.

He has consciousness and begins to resist everything about the night mausoleum.

How is this name... related to famous and mysterious designers? Fortunately, the foreigner called noah is also a lot, she did not care too much, she took the wrist of the night tomb, gently let go.

"Noah, don't hurt yourself, okay?"

The night tombs took a deep breath, and I didn’t know if I heard them.

"Good." He suddenly said a word, smiled happily, a sad and bitter smile.

Perhaps, for the first time, he heard someone calling his name.

For the first time, say your name.

"Noah." Shen Qianshu said, she lowered her head slightly and kissed him on his forehead. The voice was just like temptation. "I let go of you, don't hurt yourself, okay?"

The night mausoleum looked at her deeply.

nod!

(End of this chapter)