Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 634 three raw rope, chubby heart

Such a night is calm and gentle for Shen Qianshu.

She dreamed of the night tomb again.

In the darkness, the footsteps of the night mausoleum gently entered the master bedroom. Shen Qianshu slept very quietly. Her face was pale and white. In just a few days, people lost a circle. Recently, the cyber violence is extraordinarily large, and there are thousands of trees everywhere. Speech.

She was originally a phenomenal network red.

Anything will be magnified.

Coupled with the old lady's help behind the scenes, the situation fell.

His wounds still hurt a little.

When she was asleep, she wore a white shirt at work. After drinking the juice, no one dared to change her clothes. So she fell asleep. The white shirt untied two buttons, revealing a delicate and beautiful collarbone, looming. Charming and charming.

The night tomb squinted and held her hand slightly.

"Little fool..."

He did not expect that Shen Qianshu would be alone in the underground casino. Every step she can predict, including under his guidance, will inevitably shoot the night Feifei and the night leopard, but she did not expect that she went to the ghost town alone and was beaten. gun.

Sunan City said that when she shot herself in the ghost town, he almost flew away. The explosion of the car did not blow him up. The news almost drove him out of the soul. Fortunately, it was only a flesh wound. Otherwise, he would... Become a magic.

But he himself is a demon.

The night mausoleum coughed up cough, his face was also very poor, his lip color was pale, and his chest was still sorely hurt. The broken ribs had not been able to be raised, and the breath always seemed to be suffocating.

"Sir, sir..." Shen Qianshu dreamed again. He didn't know what he dreamed of. He eagerly looked at the name of the night madam. Compared with the sadness that could not be seen during the day, her tone in the night was desperate.

As if she had blocked her own world, she shouted his name and hoped that he would look back.

Night Mausoleum, took her hand.

"I'm here!"

I am always with you.

Never left.

"Sir, you talked again." Shen Qianshu saw him in the darkness. He sat so coldly, his eyes were cold and cold, and when he stared at her, it was as if she was the only color. "I miss you so much." ""

She took the hand of the night mausoleum and placed it on the side of his face. His palms were warm and pressed against her cheeks. There was a kind of peace that could not be said.

"Come on." The night tomb did not know who told her, or told herself.

He sat quietly beside her. Every night she drank medicine, he sat next to her and accompanied her through the long night. Every night, she would be in her dreams, calling his name, he would Respond.

She always thought... dreaming.

He can't take her into a killing, nor can she give her a future of killing.

So, bet on everything about yourself.

On such a night, the only thing he could give, only when she was crying desperately, he had a gentle response.

Even if she thought it was a dream.

In her dreams, she also got a response, not cold, only lonely.

"Thousands of trees, bear forbearance," he whispered.

“When is it tolerate?” Shen Qianshu’s nose was sore and a tear fell. “I... I’m afraid I can’t stand it.”

The fingertips of the Night Mausole trembled a little, "Shen Qianshu... You touch it, what is this?"

She took the hand of Shen Qianshu and put on his wrist.

Sansheng rope, chubby heart, has been safely on his wrist.

(End of this chapter)