MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 1282 Are you sick

Chapter 1282, you are sick.

Shen Qianshu received a 10,000 crit, and the whole person was sick. She and her husband confessed that he came to say that you are very noisy, too sad, and that the night tombs, she will finish early and go home early, if there is something, give him immediately. Call.

In fact, even if there is something, it is a bit late to call him, so he is giving Shen Qianshu confidence, let her know that there is a backing behind me, don't be afraid.

In fact, he is very convinced of Shen Qianshu.

Meng Qi's lower abdomen was slashed, deep, and stitched a dozen or so. Fortunately, he was a strong man. Even if his face was pale and he lost too much blood, he would hold on. After hemp, he would wake up and look no different.

He is a thin man, his body is like a young man. After sewing the needle, the sweat wets his hair and is smashed on the forehead. He is a little weak. Shen Qianshu silently praises him. Compared with a thumb, you are amazing. Now!

Meng Qi is cold and cold. "If you didn't set me up, would I be a knife?"

He was slashed, and she went to fight with his brother. Don't think that he didn't know where he was sewing. There was a special agent who said that the doorkeeper was spoiled.

Spoiled, it wasn't who he was calling with his brother. He was injured. She went to sell it. She didn't know that he didn't say his credit with his brother. It was really irritating.

"Hey, your breath is sour, I used three hundred words and your brother described your heroic courage in detail. Are you satisfied?" Shen Qianshu had to use exaggerated techniques.

Meng Qi squinted, "only three hundred words?"

He pointed to his lower abdomen. "This knife is worth at least 30,000 words!"

Shen Qianshu, "..."

It’s a bear child, it’s not strong.

Late at night, the castle was quiet, and it was gathered together in threes and threes. Fortunately, no one would say anything, but the housekeeper also said, "The doorkeeper, Molise's wound has been handled, and there is no serious problem for the time being."

Shen Qianshu asked, "Will her calf leave behind?"

The housekeeper said, "It's hard to say."

If left behind, Molise will be resentful. Shen Qianshu knows that one more enemy in this line is more than one gun pointing at himself. She is not happy, even the most powerful person can't hide the first shot of the sniper.

"If the experts in the castle are not well handled, you should go to the hospital to find a doctor and don't let her calf waste."

"Yes, I understand."

Meng Qi said indifferently, "You care about what her legs do. If they are abolished, they will be abolished. She still has the ability to seek revenge. She is not good at learning. If she is dead, she should be alive. Who can blame?"

He was also given a knife. What did he say?

Shen Qianshu said faintly, "Children's paintings are still small."

Children's paintings are a child star. People are still small. They often run north and south. She can't be with him every time. Ada may not be able to stare at her for twenty-four hours.

One person wants revenge, and more is the way.

She also voted for rats.

Shen Qianshu remembered one thing, sat down, recalled the accent of the night mausoleum, meditated several times in his heart, feeling that he should be able to speak more accurately, so she asked, "teamo."

"You are sick!" Meng Qi Li drink.

Shen Qianshu, "..."

The young boy looked at her with anger and ruin. He almost screamed and Shen Qianshu looked arrogant. What happened? I just want to ask you what this sentence means, what to do so.

"What does this sentence mean?"

Silent.

Big eyes and small eyes.

Meng Qi said faintly, "Oh, you are sick, you are annoying, you are going to roll, probably that means!"

Girls, I am late today, are you coming back in an hour! ! !

(End of this chapter)