MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 1173 Where are the big beautiful people?

Chapter 1173, where is the beauty?

We are a country.

"You don't want to learn your shackles, you have to follow the little uncle to eat spicy and spicy."

"it is good!"

There is no fluctuation in the heart of the night tomb. Gu Xie and Yunan have a lot of topics. Yunan is more talkative and does not neglect the night tomb. The night tomb is very learned. He can talk about everything and can talk deeply. Not cold.

This restaurant is very beautifully decorated, classical, and there are not many customers. Shen Qianshu said quietly, "This villa area is full of gold, he can open such a large restaurant, can you collect the cost?"

When Shen Qianshu opened the menu and saw a plate of beef 2800, she took back her words.

Well, fortunately, Mr. treats!

On the dining table, they are all good friends of Shen Qianshu, or relatives of the night tomb, and they quickly chatted. The atmosphere was very warm, and the children's paintings of pistachios also performed a live performance.

The impression of the nightlings was overturned. I always felt that he was cold, unreachable, difficult to get close to, and not easy to get along with. I didn’t expect him to be talkative, but not too amiable, and he was modest and polite to Shen Qianshu’s friends.

Comparing his group of friends, it is a world of difference.

Shen Qianshu loves to eat seafood. He and Yunan, thank you for talking, while peeling her shrimps, picking snails, handling crab legs, and ignoring his face of coffin that is not perfect, it is the ideal Prince Charming.

" Eat more!" said the night mausoleum.

Shen Qianshu’s heart is sweet and sweet. I am a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Gu Xie also served Lin Xiaojuan all the time. It seems that it is not so awkward. It’s no fun at night, “dogs!”

Chen Hao laughed, and everyone was happy with a meal.

Shen Qianshu drank a little more. For a moment, he couldn’t hold back. The white wine drank too much. He looked at her slightly, and the nightling glance looked at her. She reached for her long hair and threw a blanket behind her.

"Give your mommy cover."

The children's paintings covered the mummy with a blanket, and the alcohol was on the head. Shen Qianshu was a little sleepy. The child painted the arm of Shen Qianshu and they both slept together.

Also played a cute little call.

The night mausoleum raised an eyebrow and looked back. It was like two silly white sweets together. People had to sell it. It is estimated that they had to give money, and they felt the responsibility of the night sigh.

Going back to the Fortress, the night to shake the children's paintings, "Get home."

The children's paintings squinted at the eyes, and when they got out of the car, they were too sleepy. They almost fell and fell like a tumbler. "Mummy, got up, got home."

"Hey!" The night tomb was more than a squeaking gesture. He slid into the sinking tree and walked in, and was left behind in the children's painting, "..."

Good abuse. Even if you want to hold, shouldn't you hold him?

Wronged!

Zhong Rong saw the little young man pouting his mouth, hanging a football like, crying and laughing, the night tomb holding Shen Qianshu upstairs, Shen Qianshu's wine is very good, drunk is to sleep, not noisy.

The night mausoleum took her off, threw it into the bathtub, helped her unload the makeup, took a shower and threw it into the bed, Shen Qianshu was woken up, squinted, a little drunk, constantly rolling in the quilt. Come and go.

Uncomfortable! !

When the night tomb came out, she saw that she wrapped herself into a silkworm. The nightlings rubbed her hair and stood in front of the bed. For a long time, what was this new style?

"Don't wrap yourself up, it will be uncomfortable." The night tomb said, this wrapped up like this, can you be comfortable?

(End of this chapter)