Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 929: Sir, I am yours.

Mr. 929, I am yours.

Bo Yi people know that he is looking for Shen Qianshu.

The children's paintings raise their hands and prove their innocence. They should not let Dad hate him.

"Dad, look, I don't have weapons."

The white hand is empty, only the white fat fingers, the night Ling squatting at him, the breath is short and messy, the children's paintings are slightly close, the clock is burning outside and anxious to fire, young master, don't come closer.

Are you not afraid of him?

The night mausoleum looked at the children's paintings and was very alert. The children's paintings knew that they had hurt the heart of the night mausoleum, but there is no way.

That day, he looked too scary.

He slowly extended a hand and stopped in the air, thinking that the TV series was played like this. Under the touch of the injured home, he also reached out and touched the index finger together, then smiled. The moving actor also touched the audience.

The night mausoleum raised his hand, in the expectation of the children's painting, he slammed him.

The back of the hand was reddened by the night tomb.

The bell burned and squinted, and I couldn’t see it.

The children’s paintings jumped up and screamed at the night.

Super fierce.

The night mausole looks like it is more fierce than him.

Children's paintings are dark, well, the people in their family are not playing cards, very good.

Have personality!

He held out his hand in a persevering way, and the night tomb was angered and smashed in the past. The children’s paintings were thrown to the ground and patted the carpet and asked, “What do you think of me, I put on the princess dress!”

Still thinking about it?

Both dads are jealous of him.

No reason! ! !

When Shen Qianshu came in, he saw him taking a rug and going to bite the night tomb.

The night to see Shen Qianshu, suddenly became very excited, the chain was earned by him, his distorted face appeared a passionate color, struggling to get up, but because it was locked, the action was extremely ugly.

Shen Qianshu was so distressed that he ran over and held him without hesitation.

"Sir, you woke up..." Shen Qianshu said softly, "I went out to buy you a dessert, and I came back late."

She took a small paper bag and placed it aside.

The night anger angered the child's painting, and the **** red eyes were full of anger, without saying anything.

The children's paintings are stunned.

Complaint?

What are you complaining about?

The wicked first complained? The word he finally understood, he slaps a kick, a foot, dad actually still complain?

Shen Qianshu said, "Don't be angry, he is not intentional."

The night tomb roared like a beast to break out.

Shen Qianshu’s style of painting changed. “He’s too awkward, I will teach him well.”

Child painting, "..."

The children's painting stood up, turned away angrily, and fell heavily on the door, and his temper was very big.

The situation at night is very wrong.

The second personality is always in a very extreme mood. When there is very little peace, Bo Yi said that he is very painful, and he suffers very painful things both physically and mentally.

His memory is also bad.

This time I woke up, although still insane, but unexpectedly calm.

What is the reason?

He stared at Shen Qianshu, looked at him with such eyes, and was awakened in the middle of the night. The night to mutter, "my, my..."

Except for this word, there seems to be no other words.

Shen Qianshu said, "Sir, I am yours."

The red eyes of the night tomb, suddenly exposed a wrath, hands clenched into fists, screaming angrily in the bed, making a meaningless monophony in his mouth, very angry, out of control, Shen Qianshu shocked, she What is wrong?

(End of this chapter)

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