Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 1163 is poor, weak, innocent

When the night is quiet, he can't help but flash a thought. Luther thinks that I am already a waste person, so I have to adopt a child to support the elderly.

accurate!

Seeing Meng Qi is not pleasing to the eye.

The condition was repeated, repeated several times, and he recovered within a month. He gradually became able to control himself.

"I know."

Shen Qianshu said, "Do you really want a little princess?"

"This child is spoiled by you, and you should correct the temper, don't really raise a second ancestor."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Therefore, you are responsible for life, not responsible for raising it?

"Anything is also very good, no worries."

The night Ling looked at him. "My brother can be carefree, his son can't!"

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Yuling said, "Send it to the base and send it to the submarine city. I think the education system there is not bad."

"Hugh think!"

Shen Qianshu said, "You regenerate a daughter anyway, you persuade your son."

......

The night Ling didn't care whether she could have a daughter. It was only when Shen Qianshu was obliged to take the whole set to realize that the children's paintings should not be younger and younger. He must always wear this stuff.

Directly affected his welfare!

"I will convince him."

......

On the table the next day.

The children's paintings that have achieved a staged victory, sipping milk, eating breakfast, and singing in a happy mood, said at night, "You go to the company together."

"I?"

"Correct!"

The children's painting said, "Go to AG to do, I have classes in the morning and classes in the afternoon."

Shen Qianshu said, "Yes, his course is so tight, what do you take him to AG?"

"Experience life!"

Children's paintings look at Shen Qianshu. This is what the plot is going. According to the trend of the dog blood drama, Mommy, you should have to settle down last night. What went wrong, I feel that he is going to abuse me.

The night mausoleum with children's paintings, swaying from the gate of AG, attracted a group of people to watch, the reporters heard the wind and moved, they all waved a wave of father and son, walking the same domineering.

The short short legs are behind the night mausoleum, and I feel that life is hopeless, and I have the same expressionless face as the night mausoleum.

“What do our cute children’s paintings go to AG?”

"It must be an endorsement."

"Our children's paintings are the little princes of AG. The endorsement is not a matter of words. Why do you want to talk about it? Certainly it is not. The father and the son are rare in the same box. The children's paintings are more and more like the young masters."

“Did we have children’s paintings to leave the entertainment circle and develop to the presidential circle?”

The people who eat melons are hotly debated.

Today just opened the board of directors, AG's current shares are all under the name of children's paintings, Shen Qianshu agent, even if the night tomb back, the shares did not turn over, in the conference room, the night Ling face expressionless AG quarterly report.

The little president sat on the side with the same cold face. Because of his height, the chair was a little short, and he also specially put a pillow on him, which looks very powerful.

The directors looked at each other and did not know what God is developing.

What does the young master come to the company to do?

Everyone looks at children's drawings.

The child's picture is expressionless.

It doesn't matter, I want to know why?

Shen Qianshu sent a short message asking him what he was doing.

Children's painting: Mommy, I am opening the board of directors, Tianshu!

Shen Qianshu: Poor!

Children's paintings: I don't understand what they are saying!

Shen Qianshu: Miserable!

Child painting: I want to go home!

Shen Qianshu: You ask me.

Child painting: cruel!

The mother and the son exchanged a bit, and the night mausoleum said faintly, "Meeting time, no mobile phone!"

(End of this chapter)