Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 682, Mr. Sister

His movements were rude and barbaric, as if he had never eaten a bite of meat for a long time, and he was eager to lose his sense of proportion. Shen Qianshu was addicted to it and felt painful, but his mind slowly returned.

and many more……

what happened?

Why am I being thrown over the bed by him?

She was thinking this way, the suspenders on her body were picked up, and a pair of hot hands touched her long legs.

Her reason was stirred into a paste.

Sir... What about the beauty?

Who taught him!

Shen Qianshu couldn't resist it completely, and his heart was so annoyed that he kicked him to the ground. The little foot scorpion accidentally kicked on the cheek of the night tomb.

Night Mausoleum, "..."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

This position is a bit awkward.

White tender feet, fleshy, five toe tiger heads are curling up and sticking on his cheeks, she bet, this must be the first time in the life of the night to be stepped on the face .

Shen Qianshu retracted his feet with guilty conscience.

Sir, I am wrong.

I will change direction and kick!

Suddenly, the ankle was held, Shen Qianshu's bones are very small, and there are many flesh on the feet. This is very beautiful. The beads are round and jade, and a black tattoo is attached to the ankles, which is small and exquisite.

black Rose!

Just like the tattoo that she posted when she was in France.

She originally intended to print.

But there was no time in the past, so I posted a tattoo temporarily. I wanted to wait for the time. She went to print one. This work is also exquisite, and it looks very **** on the white and tender ankle.

Her palms are in his hands, the amber eyes, the deep tattoo you stare at the ankle, and even smile.

Shen Qianshu is shocked! ! !

The heart beats almost like it.

smile?

laugh?

Did the gentleman smile?

Ah, ah, ah, sir, laugh! ! !

So lovely.

It looks like everything is eclipsed. He has been dyed with a thin smile in his cold eyes. Shen Qianshu only thinks that moment is dreamy, and he is afraid that he is dreaming, maybe he is blind, and he can’t help but blink his eyes. .

Looking at it carefully, he is really laughing.

It seems to be very happy.

Fingers were on her ankles, gently stroking, especially on the black rose, Shen Qianshu red face.

Too fouled! !

How can he be so fouled!

I am still angry. He even wears military uniforms and laughs.

This makes me seriously angry! !

She suddenly found out that what is angry is a cloud, as long as the gentleman is willing to smile, how does she hold the world?

Her ankles were stunned, shyly stunned, and the night cemetery clenched. Shen Qianshu naughtyly rolled his toes, and his feet daring to his chin, gently scratching, "Good-looking?"

Lying in the trough, lying in the trough, this is not me.

This is not what I did! !

This is my foot!

Sir, won't you marry me?

She feels like a ghost.

"Good-looking!" The tone of the night majesty is extraordinarily soft, and it is plunged into the past. At her ankle, she gently falls on a kiss. It is a very simple kiss. It can be a bright red lip on the ankle. Complemented countless yellow scraps.

Shen Qianshu wants to cry without tears, and Mr. is too foul! Whoever tells her that Mr. will not be a sister, she and who is anxious, is simply a lie.

The night amber eyelids stared at her affectionately.

The voice is confusing.

"You are a demon, and it is all for me, huh?"

(End of this chapter)