MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 126 Little princess calls

Chapter 126 Little Princess Call

Can you afford it?

Shen Qianshu almost laughed, son, you can blow too much.

The rich second generation is not so exaggerated.

Yang Xiaohua has a hard scalp. "Children's paintings, don't listen to this woman's provocation. I am your little sister. I won't harm you. The money you earn is the money of our family. Whatever is it, each other will hurt you." I am your only relative, we have to stand on a line. Your mother is under Jiuquan, and I hope you will come back to me. The money you earn is given to this monk. She is cheating you money, not Good to you."

"A line of rolling a scorpion, even the living expenses of Xiaoye can not afford, who is with you a line." Children's paintings domineering, a word, "Little Master is a luxury, you can not afford, understand?"

Get out of the way!

Men and women were stunned by a luxury.

This child is really arrogant.

Shen Qianshu also feels that it is extremely arrogant, my treasure.

"You, this child, you have been brainwashed." Yang Xiaohua made a heartbreaking look, "I must take you home to educate you."

Shen Qianshu frowned, what do they do in this broad daylight?

The young men came over and caught the children's picture.

At this time, there were no people in the community. They basically went to work. Only some elderly people saw that they had already ran away. Shen Qianshu squinted his eyes and chased a few steps. He was slammed on the ground by a young man.

"Mummy..." The child's drawing screamed, his eyes were red, he was mad, and he bowed his head and grabbed his young man's arm. The young man screamed and slaped his face on the face of the child's painting.

Child painting face murderous splash!

Dare to beat my mommy!

"Mummy, Night Mausoleum!" The child's painting was shouted at the moment of catching the van. The big man kicked on Shen Qianshu's lower abdomen. He was sorely hurt. He didn't know which rib was kicked. She was kneeling on the ground and could not move. The hands and feet were paralyzed, and the children’s paintings were taken away and their eyes were red.

Child painting!

Several people left quickly, and the two elderly people who were not far away rushed over.

"Children's mother, child painting mother, how are you, you want to call the police, the children's paintings are taken away..." The two old people are playing with their grandchildren, only dare to look far away, dare not approach, Shen Qianshu is slowed by them. Slowly support it.

The body hurts badly.

"Do not call the police." Shen Qianshu closed his eyes slightly, all hate.

The face is cloudy.

Alarm, too cheap for them.

Shen Qianshu squatted on the lower abdomen and had a terrible pain. She felt that Yang Xiaohua, an ignorant woman, had brought a few people to threaten her and help her. I did not expect that they would directly grab people.

well.

very good!

The two old people looked at Shen Qianshu a little scared.

Her look is terrible.

This is always a smiley face, beautiful face, changed face, like Shura.

Not far from the neighborhood, Shen Lin sat in the car and sneered at the Shen Qianshu.

Yes, Shen Qianshu should have been so embarrassed.

Without child painting, she is nothing.

that's nice.

Shen Lin happily drove away.

Shen Qianshu first took things home, changed his clothes, washed his face, and called the night tomb.

At the moment in Greece, the night mausoleum is participating in a very important meeting. At the meeting, all the Nordic gangsters, a group of black people standing next to the night mausoleum, all face sinking, dozens of guns are aimed at Other people at the meeting.

(End of this chapter)