MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 1212 Son, I hate you! ! !

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Chapter 1212 Son I hate you! ! !

The two men were also very clever. When they saw the drone, they quickly ran on the car. Ada sent another team to chase, sent people to check the edge zone, and burned the person to check in the past. I didn't find anything particularly big. After more than 20 minutes, people were caught. The tracking and monitoring of Roeburg was not good-looking. Soon, two men were caught.

The child's picture is expressionless and very disappointing. "It turned out to be you!"

The bell is inexplicable, "Little Master, do you know them?"

"Green reporter."

Everyone, "..."

Losing the children's paintings, I feel that I have caught Yang Ping's minions. It is really beautiful. Who knows that it is just two reporters with green light. It is very uncomfortable. The two reporters are taking news.

"This year, the paparazzi are not mixed. We can't do anything. It's too easy to shoot Miss Shen, children's drawings, or the young master. We can only sneak in and try to come in from the golf course."

"This is a private sector, it is not allowed to enter, you are too courageous."

"The front door bodyguards are not allowed to enter, we are also very helpless, child painting, although caught, I still shamelessly ask, bursting out to us, you see that we have been chased by you for more than ten kilometers, but also bitter Is it right?"

The children laughed and laughed. "I still want to give you a break. I don't call the police to say that you are a private home. You have to break the news. Believe it or not, let you eat 15 days of free meals."

The reporter hurriedly raised his hand. "Don't, don't, don't, we are wrong, we are wrong."

"Do not call the police, don't call the police, we are wrong."

Zhonghuan and Ada looked at each other. Now, for the news, the reporter is really omnipotent. Ah Da said, "The next time we will use high voltage, you should not try to cross the border."

The reporter hurriedly nodded, where did he dare to disobey him, and he wished he would not pursue it. Zhong Zheng sent people to check his identity. It was really a reporter of green light. He was still a senior reporter. He seemed to have collected the money of B. He planned to take a thousand trees. Unexpectedly, I didn’t expect to be caught so quickly, and the children’s paintings were too lazy to expose them and let them go.

Zhong Burning said, "Little Master, why are you not exposing them online?"

"Green reporters are very troublesome, let them go all the way, for us." Tonghua said that he is the most annoying reporter, and it has already passed the dinner time.

......

Shen Qianshu got up early in the morning to exercise and keep the habit of the past. The children's paintings started as early as him. This kid is very self-disciplined now, and Shen Qianshu is very pleased.

Child painting asked, "Mummy, when did you get off work yesterday, come back late, I am sleeping, you haven't come back yet."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

In the face of her son's innocent face, she was so shy that she was red, ignited and deceived children's paintings, but deceived well, Shen Qianshu said, "More things have been done recently, busy, what are you doing today?"

"Today I am going to shoot advertisements." Children's paintings said the reporter's affairs yesterday. After the investigation, it was indeed the receipt of money. Shen Qianshu sneered, this has not been negotiated, and the small means came out, which is really interesting.

The children’s paintings took a shower and changed into a clean dress. The night Ling was really watching the morning paper, and the children’s paintings whistled. “Dad, early...”

The word has not been said yet, Shen Qianshu was shackled, sprayed a handful of milk, hurriedly took a paper towel, and his face was flushed, and he was coughed all the time. All his eyes were full of tears.

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(End of this chapter)