MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 1705 It doesn't matter, I am jealous.

Chapter 1705 is okay, I am 瞎

In the night court, the tiger poison is not a child, and no matter how vicious the person is, it will not kill his wife and children, even if the child has brought blood to the family.

It is unpredictable, who knows.

"You have suffered." The night court said that if he found her earlier, her days would be easier. Even after the accident, Tang Enjia’s people did not want her. He could also take him around. He was able to raise her to grow up. Also give her the best education and the warmest care.

"Not bitter, so I am very happy to see you," Emma said. "All the suffering has passed."

The night court asked, "What about your little playmate?"

"What playmate?"

"You didn't tell me that year, you have a small playmate called Shusi, who was burned to death?" asked the night court.

"She... escaped a catastrophe, without her body, the breastfeeding woman has been looking for her, I have never seen her since then." Emma lowered her head, clinging to the night court, crying wrongly stand up.

......

Ballroom.

Sitting at the beginning of the night was a little boring, and a small yawn, the night court was not there. She was very boring when she sat alone, and she was dressed as a blind man. She was afraid of people to see the clue. The night vision was too sharp, her spirit. Highly concentrated, afraid that he can see a clue, this is a very exhausting thing, and she can hardly say it.

Shen Qianshu noticed her sleepiness and smiled and said, "What's wrong, sleepy?"

"A bit."

Shen Qianshu shouted the honey. "It was a little tired at the beginning of the night. Go and ask, go find the court and see where he is."

"Yes!"

Honey came away, and Night Junchen came to attend the annual meeting of miss today. It was late, this is the first year of European night and night house sorrow, and they also secretly supported him for the first year. He also needs Do a good job in front of the home owner.

"A Ling, younger brother..." Night Junchen smiled and greeted them, and the night mausoleum nodded indifferently. The child painted and waved happily, asked for a red envelope and asked for a Geely.

Shen Qianshu has long been accustomed to the social skills of the night tomb, not saved, the same for his family, she happily chatted with the night Junchen, night Junchen sitting at the beginning of the night.

"Who is this?"

"She is called the early night, she is a friend of the court."

"Miss at the beginning of the night is good." Night Junchen greeted, looking at the face at the beginning of the night, suddenly stunned, the two looked at each other, at the beginning of the night, the eyes were blind, and the performance of the scorpion was vivid.

Shen Qianshu explained her eye problems. Night Junchen returned to God. He talked with Shen Qianshu a few times. His eyes could not help but look at the beginning of the night. The night tombs found his strangeness.

He frowned, his heart was dark, this is his brother, his brother is going to join in the fun? Yuling coughed, "Don't hit her mind."

Night Junchen, "..."

Wait, have you misunderstood what?

The children’s children’s words are unscrupulous. “Dr. How do you always look at the young lady at the beginning of the night? The uncle will be angry.”

"Don't, don't, don't, misunderstand!" Night Junchen smacked his face. "I think Miss at the beginning of the night is a bit good, like I have seen it."

Shen Qianshu and Tong Pu looked at each other.

Routine! ‘

This is the routine.

The mother and the child looked at him with the same vision. They didn't write a sentence. This is the routine we all know and look at him. The night Junchen hurriedly waved. "Miss at the beginning of the night, it is really rude, we must be surprised."

(End of this chapter)