Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 674, I want to sleep you.

Outside the venue, on a coquettish sports car, Li Zhiyuan’s fingers gently tapped the steering wheel. At the exit of the venue, crowds surged, not far away, the sirens roared, and the sound of the ambulance continued, his forehead was densely packed. There was a layer of cold sweat.

A young woman walked to him, opened the door and sat up.

Li Zhiyuan slightly decapitated, "Are you alone?"

"Yes!" The voice of the young woman is a bit hoarse. It seems to have some ages. The nails are painted with beautiful colors. The fingers are slender and well maintained, but they can be seen at some age.

Li Zhiyuan said, "It’s too dangerous, what you want, just say it to me."

"I want the life of Shen Qianshu, will you listen?" asked the young woman.

Her face looks like a human being. It is a neighboring girl. When she talks about killing, she doesn't blink. Li Zhiyuan has a sigh of relief in his heart. He narrows his eyes and slowly says, "Yes!"

The young woman smiled and took a bit of jokes. "Forget it, I have always disliked the strong man."

The two were silent for a moment, Li Zhiyuan looked at the venue, and did not know how Shen Qianshu was.

Is it hurt?

"Li Zhiyuan, do you really like Shen Qianshu?"

“No!” Li Zhiyuan said slowly, “It’s just... it’s boring.”

"I heard that you like her very much."

"After all, it is rumor.

"That's good!" said the young woman. "This is not the person you should like."

"Yes!"

"Is her son's identity investigated?"

"It has been investigated clearly that after the death of Shen Qianshu’s son, the heart was donated to the children’s paintings. The parents of the children’s paintings were left alone before the death of the children, and the children were handed over to Shen Qianshu.” Li Zhiyuan said softly, “Children’s paintings are artists of our company.”

“Everyone said, it’s not a birth.” The young woman smiled. “You know Shen Qianshu’s biological son, who is his father?”

"Night Mausoleum?"

"Yes, the night mausoleum, don't you think that the children's paintings are similar to the night mausoleum?"

“Not like!” Li Zhiyuan said faintly, “Children’s paintings are a cute, pretty and mischievous child.”

The age woman smiled and suddenly the phone rang.

There was a crisp girl voice on the phone. "Hey, this bloodthirsty rose is pretty good, the price doubles me!"

"it is good!"

"So good to talk, then I will consider it!"

The young woman’s voice is cold and cold. “Little Joe, don’t test my patience!”

"Oh, I am afraid, wait for me to contact you!"

The whole noisy world seems to be quiet.

There is no sound.

In her eyes, there was only such a pair of cold eyes, clear and faint, as if everything did not matter, and nothing could enter his eyes, her eyes slowly dotted with stars, beautiful and beautiful.

The night mausoleum seems to think of something, to do enough mental preparation, want to squeeze out a smile that belongs to the night, but helplessly, he has always announced the death of facial nerves, can not do this difficult action.

"Anyone, you are so handsome!" Shen Qianshu said, his eyes are soft and beautiful. "Anyway, your big brother is dead, you are single, not as good as, I will marry you."

Surrounded by dark guards, "..."

Night court, "..."

I have a big trough.

Big Brother / Big and Little, we didn't hear anything!

"What do you say?" The sound of the night tomb was almost squeezed out of the teeth.

Shen Qianshu is generous, "Oh, I said... I want to sleep you!"

Everyone, "..."

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Today, I am going to see my classmates. She has a baby, and the rest of the updates come back at night. At around ten o'clock, ask for gentleness! !

(End of this chapter)