MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 20 I heard that kissing can be pregnant.

Chapter 20 I heard that kissing can be pregnant

Shen Qianshu was almost suffocated by his shackles and began to struggle. The night mausoleum let her go, holding her back in one hand and kissing her. Shen Qianshu struggled and was suppressed by the night martial arts...

"Mummy?" A familiar and immature voice came, the two people entangled in the pool were stiff, suddenly swaying sideways, seeing the bell burning with children's pictures, standing by the pool, burning a pair of old people to commit suicide Look, children's paintings are extremely calm.

"Children...children...children's paintings?" Shen Qianshu looked down at his disguise, and then saw himself and the nightlings in such a strange and awkward position that they felt that children should not growl.

"Mummy, and... It is said that it is my cheap land, please continue, I heard that kissing can be pregnant, I want a sister." The children's painting elegantly performed a small gentleman's ceremony, "You continue."

Everyone, ""...

Shen Qianshu and Yuling’s wet land climbed up from the swimming pool. The night tomb was as heavy as water. Even his little princess saw his such awkward scene. It was the fault of Shen Qianshu, and the crime was added.

"A big, give her a suit."

Ah Da soon brought two sets of small skirts, and Shen Qianshu replaced him with a fresh, green skirt. When he went downstairs, the night mausoleum looked at her fixedly, and he could not see the anger from his eyes.

Shen Qianshu is a rare and exquisite color. It is beautiful and beautiful. It can also be worn with a small and fresh look. The twilight waist dress is sleek and slender.

"A big, your eyes are very good, thank you." Shen Qianshu thanked.

Who knows that Ah Da’s moment is terrifying, like a liar who sells fake and fake products. “Miss Shen, this is for you.”

Ah Da said that while aiming at the night mausoleum, she saw that the night mausoleum was sinking like water, and the violence was going to be blown up at any time.

When Shen Qianshu heard it, he knew it was fake, but he slightly picked up the skirt, slightly bent his knees, and performed a standard European court ceremony. He smiled brightly. "Thank you."

The night sneer sneered, not answering, but with the small milk bag in front of me big eyes and small eyes.

This is my...princess?

What about the princess of Laozi?

"Why don't you give a donkey?" Wu Ling asked, and it exploded in an instant.

The small milk bag is famous.

"What kind of scorpion? What is your strange aesthetic?" He is a young master, combing a scorpion? This is cheap and it seems to make him laugh.

Shen Qianshu rushed over, hugged the fairy tale, red eyes, and the hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

Child painting holds his dearest mommy.

"Did they abuse you?" Shen Qianshu asked.

"No." The children's painting touched the face of Shen Qianshu. "I am very happy. You finally have a reason to smash Yuan Hui."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

It’s not awkward, I’m sorry for her son.

Children's paintings look to the night tomb.

The night tomb also looked at him.

Mutual ing!

Night Mausoleum: If it is a little princess, perfect, it looks soft and beautiful, if it is a little prince, it grows so weak and windy, bad reviews!

Children's painting: Although it looks good, it looks like a good person, my mommy is so soft, I will be bullied, bad reviews!

Night Mausoleum, "I am your land."

Child painting softly asked, "Would you like to marry my mommy?"

The night mausoleum is cut off, "No!"

The child's face and the night tomb are as cold as the same, "Which are you?"

Lying in the trough, young master, I respect you as a man!

"Let's relax!"

Shen Qianshu, "Night Mausoleum, don't scare the children's paintings."

The night mausoleum pointed at the children's painting. "Does he seem to be scared?"

The children's paintings pitifully hold the sleeves of Shen Qianshu. "Mummy, the baby is so scared."

You guys are cool, don’t be too silent to read the text, welcome to vomit. Then, ask for a collection of messages, if you have money, please reward the little princess with a dime, hahahaha!

(End of this chapter)