Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 41, the first spray of the national service

The children's painted legs are on the sofa, playing the glory of the king.

"Stupidly beat Arthur, go on the road, can you take the rhythm of coming down the road? Go and go on the road to resist."

"When a person is killed in the middle of the road, this difficult achievement, how did you accomplish it."

"See no, Lao Tzu kills Di Renjie."

"Call Dad!"

Children's paintings play games, and they are daily spray teammates.

There was a medium-sized northeastern Chinese voice in the game.

"Fuck, are you a primary school student? The voice is so young."

Children's paintings, "Primary school? Baby is kindergarten, but also primary school students. The whole team killed 15 people. The baby killed 13 people. It also assisted two people. Are your brains mature? I am worse than kindergarten. Hey? Actually, there is a slogan in front of the kindergarten students, which pollutes the small flowers of the motherland."

Teammates, "..."

This kindergarten child is terrible.

A group of people do not take a breather.

Sure enough, it is the first spray of the famous national costume!

Shen Qianshu grinds his teeth, "Children's painting!"

"Mummy, this doesn't blame me, the teammates like pigs can't control it."

Teammate, "Fuck, really a primary school student!"

"I have said kindergarten! I am not that old!"

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Lying in the trough, the knee hurts.

The primary school student is old. Is she a grandmother?

Lin Xiaojuan smiled and leaned forward, and the child painting baby took a group of pig teammates to the audience and finally won.

The night mausole listened to the children's paintings, and the lips were picking up on the corner.

interesting!

Shen Qianshu had eaten the meal. The two simply made two dishes and one soup. Lin Xiaojuan and the children's paintings were eaten. By the way, the schedule of the children's paintings tomorrow, Shen Qianshu was accompanied by them.

"Xiao Juan, the journey of children's paintings should not be arranged so closely, he still has to take time to read."

"It doesn't matter, I am a high school student now, I don't need to learn the knowledge in the school."

"That should also cultivate a little hobby."

"I am interested in hobbies, love Mommy, love acting." Tong said with a smile.

Lin Xiaojuan smiled. "You don't worry about children's paintings. He has been reading in the gaps in acting."

"You are so good."

Child painting is a sweet smile, he is amazing.

Shen Qianshu held his chin and looked at him proudly. Child painting is the greatest pride of her life. Even if he is not a biological person, she is also treated as a biological child. If parents of children's paintings are born with knowledge, how proud they should be.

Lin Xiaojuan said, "Yes, there is a small T-stage show for children's painting next week, so please ask for your opinion."

"What T-show?"

"Dream Star, Shen Lin's jewelry show, needs several child stars." Lin Xiaojuan said, "Our company took over."

"I don't go." The children's picture clipped a rib of bone into a bowl of Shen Qianshu.

Lin Xiaojuan thought for a moment, "Shen Lin is the ace designer of Dream Star, also known as a talented designer. Her show has always been the focus of jewelry and fashion industry. The market for children's painting has not yet opened, I think Take this opportunity to help children open the fashion market."

Shen Qianshu slightly lowered his head and did not know what he was thinking.

Tonghua said, "Genius designer? A thief, she also has!"

Shen Qianshu patted the head of the children's painting, and laughed and laughed. Lin Xiaojuan was smashed by their mother and child. "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, you decide to do this."

"Children's paintings?"

"I don't!" The children's face is cold and cold. "I don't know how to make a grandfather go to the show, who is humiliating?"

Today, the group mother wants to write the script late at night. It will not come at 10 o'clock tomorrow. It will be updated soon. The mushroom cools will comfort me with the warmth of the message and the ticket.

(End of this chapter)