Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 40, a kiss can't be done, then two.

Lin Xiaojuan said faintly, "The actor who plays the opponent with the children has something to do. The children's picture has taken some separate shots. After the day, there is an advertisement for shooting. I will send him back."

This kind of thing often happens, and it’s no wonder.

Shen Qianshu said faintly, "Working hard for my little baby."

The child smiled and smiled, "Mummy, I am so hungry."

"Ah..." Shen Qianshu ordered his nose. "Well, cook for you, Xiaojuan, you have to eat and go home."

"Row."

The night tomb walked around the room anxiously. Lin Xiaojuan went to the kitchen first. Shen Qianshu thought about it and turned back to the bedroom. There was an explosive dragon in her bedroom. She had to be comforted. This situation is definitely no way to go.

When she came in, she was on the door panel by the night tomb. The night tomb was about to talk. Shen Qianshu raised her foot and grabbed his lips. She was panicked. She locked the door and the nightlings smashed her hand. Shen Qianshu pushed Night Mausoleum to the balcony.

"what are you doing?"

Shen Qianshu raised a finger and clicked on his lips.

"Shen Qianshu, are you looking for death?"

Shen Qianshu almost caught his mouth. She felt that she was a guilty conscience. Why did she hide him in the bedroom? Even if Lin Xiaojuan and the children’s paintings collided, she would explain it freely. Now she jumped into the Yellow River and could not wash it.

"For a while, wait for my friend to go, take a bath with a child, and leave, can you?"

Please, big brother, match it.

"I do not!"

"Please, sir." Shen Qianshu folded his hands together, and he had a pack of tears. She could bend and get used to it. She stared at the night to eat people's eyes. She could also be a little wife.

Shen Qianshu's white face has a little blush, his lips are red, and there is a kind of confusing taste that can't be said.

He likes to watch her being bullied.

Cool!

It’s so refreshing.

"I have been in Europe for many years and have never had..."

Shen Qianshu squinted and quickly kissed him on his lips. His face burned hot and his ears were red. In order to appease him, he did not want to exercise.

"Only once!" Shen Qianshu pitifully raised his fingers.

The night tombs have been smashed, and he has always been arrogant, and he has not enjoyed the beauty to take the initiative to send his arms. He has not smashed his lips, and Shen Qianshu’s face is like a bomb, and his heart beats stalled...

Too... stunned.

"A kiss wants me to give in, you think I am a good person..."

Shen Qianshu padded his feet and kissed him again.

A kiss can't be done, then come two!

"With this kind of kiss, do you send primary school students?"

Shen Qianshu rounded his eyes. Which primary school student is a kiss?

Sir, you are almost as childish as a primary school student.

The night mausoleum circled her waist and lifted her up easily. The nightlings looked up at her head, kissed the exclaimed Shen Qianshu, and gave her a French kiss in a slimy way. Shen Qianshu’s feet were off the ground and almost screamed. The sound is blocked.

This position... How did he do it by holding her waist and lifting her up to kiss this difficult movement?

Shen Qianshu’s escape from the bedroom can be said to be even rolling, Lin Xiaojuan is cutting vegetables, and Shen Qianshu’s face is red and smashed into the kitchen.

"What are you doing, how long?"

"Call a call, work at work."

"What's the job, what are you blushing?"

"This... quarrel with people."

"You still quarrel? Someone has quarreled with you?"

"..." Shen Qianshu yelled at her, "dead."

(End of this chapter)