Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 489 Shovel Officer Night Mausoleum

Shen Qianshu suddenly changed his face and looked at the night tomb in horror. His face almost became visible to the naked eye and became trembling and stunned. It seemed to touch the painful switch, and the whole person became very violent.

Shen Qianshu put down the little milk cat and rushed to hug him.

" throw it out and throw it out!"

The sound of the night mausoleum is too big, the little milk cat seems to feel dangerous, scared, jumped up and ran, the bell rushed to chase, the heart was dark, and it was incredible, it was awful, he was going to finish, little milk cat you Don't run, don't run wherever you go, beg you, little ancestors.

"Sir, come, take a deep breath..." Shen Qianshu gently patted his chest with a hand, the voice was gentle and cold, she did not know that a pet would be the minefield of the night tomb, she learned about the night tomb. Too little, I don’t know where the minefield of the night tomb is.

"I am wrong, I should not handcuff, you don't want to be angry, we don't have pets, don't be angry!"

The nightlings had a headache, and the illusory images in front of them were played countless times. The only short Englishman who accompanied him was killed under the stairs, and his flesh and blood was blurred. The scene was bursting in his mind and painfully played back. He listened. The crying and screams of the weak child.

"Mr....Sir..." The gentle voice came from a distant place, and he was not aware of reality and dreams for a moment.

Shen Qianshu stunned his face, kissed his lips, a passionate French kiss, went deep into the throat, kissed his lips and numb, and the messy memories seemed to be forcibly removed.

He pushed away the Shen Qianshu and walked upstairs.

Shen Qianshu turned back and stared blankly at the bell and spread his hand. "What happened?"

Not like pets is not the same reaction.

Zhong Burning said, "The young and the young had raised an English short and were later killed."

Shen Qianshu’s heart glimpsed and looked upstairs. “Hurry up and find the cat, wash it first, give it to eat, close it in a room, don’t let it go, tomorrow I will go online to see who can adopt the cat. ""

"it is good!"

Shen Qianshu went upstairs.

In the bedroom, it is as warm as spring.

The night tomb lies on the sofa, listening to a piano piece, "Adriana at the water's edge", Shen Qianshu walked over and smiled and sat beside him, the night mausoleum opened his eyes and looked coldly. she was.

Shen Qianshu looked at him with a smile and turned a blind eye to his coldness.

"Sir, angry?"

"Ok!"

"Don't be angry." Shen Qianshu sat on the carpet, looked at him flat, and gently pressed his chest with one hand. He had already taken off his coat, leaving only a thin white shirt with a chest skin. With all the heat, "I don't know Mr.'s taboo."

"You are scared?"

"A little."

"Get used to it." He doesn't know how many days he will attack, how much he will attack, and he hates himself!

"it is good!"

The night mausoleum closed her eyes slightly and held her hand in one hand. "I have raised a short English. When I first returned to my night house, I was scared and lonely. One day I found a short English short in the yard. It is also a small milk cat, I like it, my mother said that I can raise it, I have been raising it. Many people at night don’t like me, bully me, I don’t like them, usually I play with them except for reading. If you don't open it, there is a little secret and you will tell it."

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There is one more, I continue to write

Girl baby, ask for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)