Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 354 Mommy, I protect you

"Ah, you don't deny that you are a child's painting, God is a day, the first spray of the national costume is actually a little cute!"

Shen Qianshu, "..."

The current team is friendly and witty and has learned to walk.

In the past, Shen Qianshu listened to the command of the children's paintings. The opposite side was hitting the red, and the opposite side hit the wild to fight the red and only a little blood left. The little girl painted the red, and a disciplinary took away, playing against the wild and the middle. Including them, Shen Qianshu listened to the children's painting command, flashed past a pull, children's paintings a meal, Dharma flanking into the field kicked two on the wall, children's paintings instantly harvested, Bodhidharma is a good teammate, the heads are given to children's paintings, Directly let him take off, and the enemy shooters who have been supported will be killed by the way. The violent child paintings are invincible and take three kills!

"Wow, baby, you are amazing."

"I heard the sound. I went to see the live video of Shen Qianshu yesterday. It is her."

"Great God baby, I can add your friend, do you take me three rows?"

"My game friend, only my mommy." The child's painting refused arrogantly. The two played games and they were not happy. They didn't notice that the night tomb came back. The night tomb heard two people talking at the door. the sound of.

His small castle is in the suburbs. He lived alone all the year round. He was not free because of mental illness. The castle was full of monitors. Even the bedroom was monitored. He was in the dark eye all day long. This feeling is extremely uncomfortable, but can not resist, this is also the death command of Luther butler, can not let him leave the line of sight for more than half an hour, especially at night, so the night Ling quiet Mimi also installed a camera in the living room.

In order to prevent my emotions from suddenly getting out of control, I have no time to deal with them. I am afraid that Shen Qianshu’s mother and son are too resistant to each other.

This small living room is very warmly furnished. It is full of popularity compared to his cold little castle. He likes it very much. His little castle is too quiet. Besides the burning, no one speaks, the castle at night is the fallen leaves. There is sound, quiet like a grave.

Today, his ears are full of mother and child voices, as well as the laughter of strangers in the game.

"Mummy, I used to shoot the shooter."

"Oh, I am empty, no."

"Mummy, back, back, you are going to die. Oh, you are dead, you are waiting..." A random operation of rolling the keyboard, the sound of the enemy being killed came on the screen. "He is dead, I help." You take revenge."

"Children's paintings, you are amazing."

"Children's paintings, you are so powerful, you solo."

"6666..."

"Dharma, set them..."

When you say a word to me, it is very lively. Shen Qianshu’s face is full of smiles. It’s a kind of heartfelt, relaxed and bright smile. I look at the children’s paintings and watch him operate. This scene and the small years The princess's picture miraculously overlaps, and the night's fist is slightly clenched.

The beautiful woman smiles like this, he is willing to carry a thorn.

Zhong Zhong was shocked to see this scene. "It’s over, it’s over, it’s going to be fried!”

Miss Shen, young master, you actually play games, play to ignore our family, he wants to blow up, he wants to blow up! !

The night tomb coughed heavily, Shen Qianshu just resurrected, looked up at him, waved his hand, and continued to play the game with his head down, the night mausoleum sinking, the amber eyelids in a frosty color.

Shen Qianshu looked at the children's paintings with adoration. "Children's paintings, you have protected me. I have no big tricks, I thought I was dead."

(End of this chapter)