Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

He didn’t call me in Chapter 1230.

Appetizing in color and flavor.

The equipment is picturesque.

The children's paintings feel that they are the young masters at home. When they came to Paris, they became the young masters. With a silver spoon, they couldn't help but ask Luther butler. "Grandpa, is this real money?"

Luther butler was busy all day, his hair did not move, and smiled and answered, "Little Master, really, the appliances are real gold and silver, this plate is the colorful disk of Louis XIV period, this set The dish is one of the few remaining plates in the Middle Ages. This vase is a white porcelain vase from the Ming Dynasty."

The children's paintings were stunned, ah, there were millions of plates on the table.

It’s a day.

Giants! ! !

noble! ! ! !

He is really not a young master.

"I was so scared that I didn't dare to eat." The child's heart was awkward, and a pair of people wanted to calm down and felt that they had to knock over a plate. It was a sin. Although it can be afforded, there is one less antique. This is Very sad.

“Why, is the food not delicious?” Luther’s housekeeper simply regarded the children’s paintings as a little sun. In the past, the table was the favorite dish of the night tomb. When I prepared dinner today, I also asked the Zhong burning, what the young master liked to eat. Prepare what the little sun likes to eat.

Meng Qi secretly aimed at the children's paintings. He was the first time to look at the appearance of the children's paintings. It turned out to be a adopted child, too lazy to look at a few eyes. Today Luther told him that he was born.

It feels pleasing to the eye.

Powder makeup, very nice.

When his brother was a child, was it so cute?

Oh, my brother will not reveal this exaggerated expression.

“What if I break a plate?” said the child painting, who took out a pile of antiques for dinner.

Luther’s housekeeper smiled kindly. “Little Master, it’s okay, there’s more in the cupboard, it’s broken, just take another one, don’t worry.”

Child painting, "..."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

The mother and the child looked at each other. What we said as we said with the Lutheran butler was not a meaning, right?

Ah, invisible show off! ! !

The night mausoleum was calmly eaten with a fine dinner. The chef in Paris was really his favorite cook. The things were very appetizing. Shen Qianshu and Meng Qi made a face-to-face. The two were two types of two-faced dislike.

This younger brother is too much.

He is his brother.

One is that you snatched my brother's childish appearance.

It’s really a lesson.

"Mr. Meng Qi called your brother?"

Meng Qi has a bad feeling, a look that you have to do, is very alert, Shen Qianshu smiled slightly, human and animal is harmless, the night mausoleum said, "Well."

He paused. "You can treat him as a younger brother. If you don't obey, just hit it."

Meng Qi, "..."

Just play? ? ?

The children's paintings gracefully drank the soup, and they looked at Meng Qi with gloating. Finally, there was a bad luck. They didn't like it more than him. It was so good that they could watch the show.

Shen Qianshu said very distressedly, "He didn't yell at me."

Meng Qi almost blew up, Luther butler looked at the past, he did not dare to erupt, the heart is very wrong, the night Ling looked at Meng Qi, faintly said, "call the blind."

Meng Qi, one hundred unwilling, asked angrily. "I don't want to, you are not married, I don't call."

Death is not called!

I thought that being told by others that he was not married, Shen Qianshu would feel embarrassed and would be unhappy. Who knows that the children’s paintings look at him with a smile, and they have a well-thought-out look.

(End of this chapter)