Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 597 The World Becomes a Grave

Her voice was hoarse and low, and the listener was sad.

The onlookers took pictures with their mobile phones.

"Is she not Shen Qianshu?"

"Yes, she is Shen Qianshu, what is her relationship with the night mausoleum?"

"Shen Qianshu and the night mausole have a leg. You didn't listen to what she just said, is it a fiancee?"

"It's pitiful. She hasn't married the Mausoleum yet, and the Mausoleum is dead, or she can inherit the legacy of the Mausoleum."

"How is this person so vicious?"

"Isn't it?? If the night is worth hundreds of millions of net worth, if you marry him, can you inherit his legacy? What can a fiancee have? The night is dead, she can't get anything, it's all virtual."

"The night bones are not cold, you can say less."

"You say little fairy, I am desperate with you!"

The arguments of others have spurred Shen Qianshu's heart. How ironic it is. People are dead. The only thing that the onlookers care about is his legacy. He is dead and what is the use of his legacy.

His people are the greatest property of her life.

She does not believe that the night tomb is dead, he does not believe that the coke is the night tomb, never believe it!

Shen Qianshu forced himself to fight his spirits. Regardless of the blockade of others, he went to the coke corpse. The body was completely unrecognizable. The height and the night tomb were similar. Because it was burnt, it could not be discerned.

"This is not a night mausoleum, certainly not a night mausoleum!"

Suddenly, a piece of things caught her attention. Shen Qianshu slowly squatted down like a slow motion. At the hand of the corpse, she saw a Lalima stone, a round chubby heart, unique. The acacia bean has been burnt, and the Sansheng rope has been burnt down. Only this energy stone is left, lying alone next to the body. Shen Qianshu’s eyes are dark, and she remembers that day when she was in the sun.

Shen Qianshu held his wrist, put it on his lips, kissed gently, and the three ropes were in his wrist. It was very beautiful and beautiful. Shen Qianshu had an indescribable satisfaction. She pointed to Lalima’s fat heart. "Sir, you put my heart on your hand, that's great!"

Yuling said, "As long as I am alive, he will be in my hands."

Shen Qianshu was black in front of her eyes and almost fainted. Someone was on her face, and she gave her a slap in the cold, breaking her dreams and breaking back. She always thought that this was a scam. How could the night dynasty die so easily? This is definitely a scam. She is very cooperative with the bell, and she has done enough. She has done my heart building for countless times, and the burning of the clock must be deceiving her. As long as she has deceived her, she can deceive everyone, the tears of the burning, the sorrow must be fake, she told herself to fight.

All of this is fake.

Under the broad daylight, so many people are witnessing, and they must definitely do the trick.

Until she saw the stone.

She gave the stone of the night tomb.

She said to the night mausoleum, this is my heart.

Yuling said that as long as I am alive, he must be in my hands.

Even if the night tomb is to be a scam, he will not ruin this bracelet.

"Mr……"

She suddenly felt that her throat was a bit sweet, and her eyes were black. Mu Yuan hurriedly came over and half-heartedly held her, "Miss Shen, you..."

The throat of Shen Qianshu overflowed with a trace of blood, and the whole person was sluggish and did not respond.

Her world, the wind and the snow, her lover, yin and yang are separated.

The whole world has become a grave.

(End of this chapter)