MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 3110 Fanwai 31 Shen Qianshu daily 撩

Chapter 3110 Fanwai 31 Shen Qianshu Daily 撩

There is no chance for the children's painting to fight against the night mausoleum. After all, the night mausoleum does not bother to fight with him and return to the bedroom. When Shen Qianshu gives him a home service, he is not happy.

"What are you laughing at?" Yuling opened her hand and asked her to help her dress. It was very fierce.

Shen Qianshu laughed as he unbuttoned him. "Are you afraid that you can't beat children's drawings?"

"I will be afraid to beat him?" The night sneer, "joke!"

Shen Qianshu couldn't help but help him to take off his shirt. He found him a home service suit in the closet. The nightlings suddenly took her hand and lifted her waist, holding her on the mezzanine of the closet. She leaned her body between the closet and her chest, and the hot chest exuded the hormones of indiscriminate attack.

Shen Qianshu leaned back on the clothes and small accessories, and sat on the skirt, making her a little uncomfortable, kicking the legs against the waist of the night tomb, "What?"

Old man and old wife, married for so many years, the unlocked posture has been unlocked, the stimulation of the play has been played, she is not as shy as the little girl.

Oh, she still has more time to hook him.

I look forward to the night to unlock new poses.

Ha ha!

He likes the traditional male and female, and he is a kind of hard-working, can't wait for the whole posture, the absolute possessiveness and the desire to control, this is what he likes.

I don't like fresh things at all.

Hey, antique!

"Do you like children's pictures very much?" He was sullen, his tall, lean body was in front of him, and his upper body was still wearing clothes.

Shen Qianshu smashed his lips and said, "He is my son, of course I like it!"

Is not this nonsensical?

She regards child painting as a lifeblood.

The brain circuit of the night mausoleum is not the same as the others. "Do you think he is thinking about me when I saw you at the beginning of the year, and then think that I am getting old now?"

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Please! ! !

Don't drag it up!

Where did you have children's paintings so cool, so flattering, people are a cool boy, you are not!

"No no……"

"you have!"

"I do not have!"

"you have!"

"I do not have!"

The two people played a few minutes in Qiongyao’s play. Shen Qianshu was speechless. When the son just returned, the rhythm that you are going to drive away, is this like this? This jealousy should be justified.

"It’s true that you have tested DNA. You don’t want to be like this. It makes me very stressed.” Shen Qianshu did not dare to speak and provoke him, in case he really drove his son away.

"Then you said that I can't beat children's drawings!"

Shen Qianshu looked at him with great admiration. The standard fan face, "Mr. You are the best. Now I am the man I have ever seen. In front of the gentleman, there is nothing that can be played."

A belt fell and squatted on her head as if she had smashed her lie.

Shen Qianshu calmly pulled the belt aside.

Then it is very natural to hook the waist of the night tomb.

"Sir, life and death are biological laws. We can't escape. Don't go too far with your son. If you have such a good gene, you will have children's paintings. Plus, I have such a good gene. Is it necessary for children's paintings to be blue?"

“Blue out of blue?” The night is dangerously repeated.

Shen Qianshu kissed his chest and took a bite at a certain point. "My mouth is scooping, sir...you are the one who is blue and blue, the children's drawing is far worse than you...you are not old at all. ”

She took the head of the night tomb into the closet, forget that her weight will all lie down and the mezzanine will not fall, plus a night tomb will not be destroyed.

...well, she believes in woodworking.

Believe in the quality of domestic products.

"Sir, we haven't unlocked this new posture yet." Shen Qianshu blinked, and people sneaked into the closet. It was a bit unappreciated. The night mausoleum was like what the New World found, and it rushed up.

Shen Qianshu has no time to say, it is too small to play.

Downstairs, the children's paintings yawned down the stairs.

Mu Yuan took Mu Huai and Mu Wei to accompany the children.

Mu Huai had a small temper and chased Mu Yuan to want a robot. Since he knew that he could make a man, he named a robot that was similar to a squat.

Mu Yuan, "..."

What is it today? !

(End of this chapter)