MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 63 I am a man who cares for God.

Chapter 63 I am a man who is caressed by God.

Even if it is a beating, it is justified. A young man sings and conquers me and spares your domineering.

Lin Xuan, a reaction, turned to look at Shen Qianshu and the night tomb. For a long time, Shen Jia and Lin Jia thought that the children's painting is the son of Shen Qianshu. The father is unknown. Shen Qianshu must have dealt with an old man. In their obscenity, the father of children's paintings should be a man with a lot of money and old and ugly. This is what Lin Xuan has been unable to let go. Shen Qianshu is willing to choose the old man with money, and he is not willing to bow with him and give up him. .

The night mausoleum is exactly the opposite of the adulterer in their lasciviousness.

Handsome, strong, arrogant.

"Shen Qianshu, were you not a child painting made by trading with an old man?" When Shen Mama was in the hospital, Shen Qianshu did not refute it. By default, all the accusations were made.

"It is you who are obscenity, I have never said it." Shen Qianshu said faintly, what other people have to make up, what to do with her.

"Old man, trading?" The nightling was angry. "Are you swearing?"

Lin Xuan opened his mouth and was stimulated. He turned to think of something and pointed to Shen Qianshu. "Even if the father of the children's painting is like him, are people willing to recognize you? You would rather trade with this violent madness. Don't want to look back at me?"

Shen Qianshu's eyebrows were twisted.

Silent.

Brain supplement is really a terrible thing.

The night mausoleum passed a smile, Shen Qianshu's back was covered with cold, and the night majestic smile clearly wrote that Laozi wants to do things, such as demons.

"Shen Qianshu is not awkward, you can compare with me, a man who is handsome, rich and talented like me, and more is a little girl who rushes to my bed. Shen Qianshu rushes to prove that she has vision and exchanges with you. It’s a little girl, you are willing, of course, I will open you with one foot, and I will not give you a chance!” The night tomb squatting on Shen Qianshu, like a spoil, to show off to the world.

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Sir, on the mouth, you are the best in the world.

Invincible!

Lin Xuan was hit hard, screaming at the chest with severe pain, and the next second seemed to faint.

Shen Qianshu was really afraid that he would faint on the ground.

If Lin Xuan didn't sing a wilderness and smashed her brother and children's paintings, she wouldn't be so indifferent. After all, she was a person she once liked, and she grew up together, but she met her scales. .

Lin Xuan opened the door with his hands trembled, and sat in the car. Shen Qianshu looked at him. He was a little embarrassed. The happiness of more than ten years of childhood was swaying in front of her, and suddenly his chin hurt, and he looked at the shadow of the night mausoleum. "You Distressed?"

Amber eyelids, dark and horrible.

Shen Qianshu thought, distressed?

"If I kill him, are you all painful?"

"Night Mausoleum, killing people."

Shen Qianshu thought, sir, are you the second person? Why is it so violent?

Suddenly a loud noise, Lin Xuan’s car ran into the flower bed and the alarm sounded loud.

Night Mausoleum raised an eyebrow. "Oh, I am a man who cares for God. Look, I can't see the past and teach him for me."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

She quickly reported the police, Lin Xuan was shocked and stunned, kneeling on the steering wheel, there should be no life obstacles, the front of the car was trapped a large piece, the night tombs took Shen Qianshu away from the scene, "what to see?"

"he……"

"Do not mention him!" The night tomb said coldly, a pair of people who mention the suffocation of death.

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(End of this chapter)