MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 81 We have to hold the thighs

Chapter 81 We are going to hold the thigh

Is she too much?

Double personality, not the wish of the night.

She is also not a night tomb, a monster, a beast.

She is just mad.

The night tomb touched her children's drawing, which was her scale.

She did not do anything wrong, he was too overbearing, he was quite unreasonable, wrapped around her little princess, it is not easy to give birth to an egg, it is born in October, gave birth to a child, he is going, She must understand the pain of separation of flesh and blood.

Why?

She knows that neuropathy is different from other people's logic.

He never considered her feelings.

Should she suffer from the separation of this flesh and blood?

Shen Qianshu’s head was empty, and it was the eyes and sounds of the night stalks. A scent drifted into the nose. The children’s paintings came out with a cauldron, washed the dishes, and looked at Shen Qianshu with a smile. “Mummy, come and eat. Face it."

Shen Qianshu is a salted fish that is hungry and flat, and turns over and smashes things.

Eating is the most important thing.

Children's paintings and instant noodles are a stunt.

Tomato soup is the bottom, put a lot of side dishes and meat, shrimp, bright red soup with green chopped green onion, and fried very beautiful poached egg, it is perfect, the noodles are not soft and hard, and the taste is excellent.

"Mummy, is it delicious?" The children's eyes are sparkling.

"It's delicious!" Shen Qianshu praised her son for being perfect.

The children's paintings were fried with kiwi juice. The mother and son ate a large pot of instant noodles, two large cups of kiwi juice, and the double-sized sofas became full of salted fish. The expressions of the gods were synchronized, and the stomach was eaten. A happy face.

"Mummy, I think the little boss is good." Child painting thinks for a moment, the night tomb is so fierce, to find a protection **** for Mommy, the small boss skeleton is very clear, very promising, in front of the satisfaction.

"A man chasing Mommy, aren't they all nailed in your eyes?"

"Mummy, this world's things, no contrast, no harm, compared to your predecessors, this is the highest quality." Children's paintings, such as a few treasures, "small boss is the only child, no one grabs the property, awesome I will have a younger brother in the future."

Shen Qianshu, "...children's paintings..."

I will play less family ethics later.

In a play, the children played a giant son, caught in a group of brothers, innocently watching them compete for family property, the whole family fell apart, and also played a scene with the old play bones. Finally, my brothers are all dead, and he is left alone.

The children's paintings looked at her innocently, and Shen Qianshu couldn't resist the son's move, and there was nothing to say in an instant.

"You don't want to go to hospital for medical treatment. I and Xiao Li always know each other."

One sentence was rushed to the doctor, and both the mother and the child were silent.

Both sigh.

"Night Mausoleum..."

"Night Mausoleum..."

in unison.

Child painting, "The enemy is too strong, we are too weak, we must hold the thigh."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Children's paintings really don't like the night mausoleum.

Unscientific, the child painting is the heart of the younger brother, and the younger brother does not like the night tomb?

"Do you think we have a good reason with the night tomb, is it possible to convince him?"

"Mummy, are you teasing me?"

"Well, I am whimsical, too bad."

"Mummy, your hand..." The child's painting suddenly pulled her hand. Her elbow was a big piece of purple. She was unaware of it. The child's eyes were cold. "Is it the night tomb?"

"No, I bumped into the subway today."

(End of this chapter)