Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 16 is awkward, so look forward to it.

Lin Yuyu was the first moment, and the next second became a vengeful little prince. When he said it, he was frightened. He knelt down and patted the face of the strong man. He sincerely suggested, "The next time you are a kidnapper, remember not to pay too much for the meat ticket. Gentle, will suffer."

The strong man grabbed the child's leg and desperately wanted to squat at him, but was kicked off by a small milk bag.

"Uncles, nothing to brag about, read more books." He shook his head sweetly. "Life is like a play, it depends on acting."

The small milk bag stood up and just went out. The door of the warehouse was suddenly pushed open. Several black people appeared in the small warehouse. They accidentally saw the poisonous people who were tumbling on the ground. The small milk bag showed an elegant touch. Smile, look at them with a smile.

The bell ignited a hard look at the scenes in the house. The original ridiculous attitude changed instantly in one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Little Master, let's pick you up."

"Oh..." The voice of the small milk bag was soft, and he listened with a smile. "Then you come a little late."

The bell snarls in the heart, lying in the trough, so small is so ruthless, one hundred and one hundred is a species of big and small.

But what about a good little princess?

Is it difficult to be a princess dream of big and small wishful thinking?

The little milk bag looked back at them and said, "Play 120."

On the way back, the small milk bag elegantly drank yoghurt, curiously watching the long hair of the burning, this shape is very chic, he has long hair, but also dyed two chestnut hair, looking very non-mainstream, Fortunately, the value of the face is too hard, it is to support the non-mainstream, watching is very trendy.

"Little Master, how do you make them food poisoned?"

The small milk bag elegantly opened the straw. "The TV show last year, I was poisoned to death."

Bell burning, "..."

When Zhong Zhong suddenly realized, he said that a seven-year-old child came to such a deep heart and knowledge. It was really clever. The young master was kidnapped. He did not need anyone to save. One person could carry the audience.

Genetics is a very subtle thing.

"Why do you call me a young master?" The little milk bag curiously asked, after leaving Shen, no one called him a young master.

"Because you are our young master."

"Listen to it very well."

"We are sent to you to save you." Zhong burning very sincerely gave his master a point, for the sake of salary, must give a good score to the big and small, who knows that the small milk bag smiled , sweet, "Wow, look forward to it!"

The bells burned to the men on the car.

Does he feel that the young master’s tone is not so expectant?

People in black: You are not alone!

Shen Qianshu looked at the big villa with carved walls and had a feeling of returning to seven years ago.

This is an old villa with a strong European style.

In the garden of the villa, there is a very large swimming pool. The night mausoleum stands by the hand and stands by the pool. There is a coldness and an angry anger that is about to erupt. Shen Qianshu racks his brains and thinks about countermeasures. How to get from his Escape from the claws.

The night mausoleum is a terrible man. No one knows more than her. How terrible he is.

"Your boyfriend kidnapped my daughter to blackmail you?" The night stalk turned and looked at her coldly. Shen Qianshu shivered slightly, his white fingers clutched his clothes, and there was an indescribable 尴尬.

"Ex-boyfriend." Shen Qianshu smiled lightly. She always showed weakness in front of him. "He owes a gambling debt, and bad ideas hit my head. It doesn't matter."

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Girls, let's call this little milk bag!

(End of this chapter)