Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 415: Teacher, what is the annual salary of the squad leader?

Chapter 415 Teacher, what is the annual salary of the squad leader?

"Ok."

You too!

A group of bodyguards did not expect that the night tomb was dragged by Shen Qianshu to see a butterfly orchid that was not a gift. It was quite satisfying and it was unscientific to come back with a slap in the face.

Big and small, faint.

That is obviously Miss Shen can't think of what to give you perfunctory.

Shen Qianshu dog's legs cut the turkey's meat into pieces, put it on a beautiful plate, and handed it to the night tomb, like taking care of him seven years ago.

The child's picture squinted. "The little man is going to smash."

At night, he also learned to blink his eyes, and the uncle had to smash. ”

The children's paintings and the nights of the night also performed a program to cheer, a singer of Kunqu, a dance, and an active atmosphere.

At night, I have no choice but to blow children's pictures. "Little baby, you are amazing."

Shen Qianshu said, "I suddenly remembered a joke and told you, I have been collecting Xiaojuan for a long time? I sent him to the International Kindergarten in France. The children's painting is very good. The teacher likes him very much. Just ask him, baby, you. Want to be a squad leader..."

"Mummy, don't you say it..." The children's drawing is very extreme, and they will rush to hold the mouth of Shen Qianshu.

Shen Qianshu laughed. "Children ask, teacher, squad leader's annual salary? I have known since then, my son will become a big device!"

Night Mausoleum, "..."

a house, "..."

It’s amazing, my young master, when I was three years old, knew that the leader was going to get the salary.

The monthly salary does not look good, and the annual salary is required.

I laughed at the night.

Children's paintings feel that they have no face, and they still have to work hard to save a wave. "I just turned three years old."

"Great, baby, you are the most promising three-year-old doll I have ever seen." The night has already filled the teacher's face.

Everyone talked and laughed, and the children’s paintings felt like they had to pull back a city. “Do you have any jokes about the land?”

Everyone, "..."

"I went to the kitchen to cut the fruit."

"I am going to close the window."

"The weather is really cold recently."

A group of people care about him.

Child painting, "..."

Good luck!

Shen Qianshu is also happy!

"Sir, I may come back very late tomorrow." Shen Qianshu said, "Tomorrow international competition, although I am not in the appraisal seat, but I want to go and have a look, then Jo Xiaojuan has a meal, Christmas. If it is too Late, I slept in Xiaojuan's house."

Tomorrow's casino game, it should be almost early in the morning.

The night mausoleum sank, "No."

"Then I may have to come back in the early morning." Shen Qianshu said with a smile, "Tomorrow is the date of two girls, Ada will not have to follow me, just follow the children's drawings."

"Come back home!"

"Good, good, good, I promise you, go home."

The night Ling was barely convinced, and he also knew that tomorrow is the TTF International Diamond Competition.

On Christmas Eve, I had been in the early hours of the morning, and I had to spend the night with the children and never went home. After a bustling excitement, the Fort Rose was full of joy and warmth, and Shen Qianshu was in a daze with a beautiful moonstone.

"What are you thinking?"

"I want to make something better." She smiled and turned her head. She suddenly saw a semi-naked bath figure and rounded her eyes. Although the two had been sleeping together for many days, the night tomb was always very regular. of.

Every day, I dressed well, and suddenly wrapped in a half bath towel looking for clothes, it was so **** that I couldn’t close my legs. Shen Qianshu’s heart leaped wildly and suddenly turned over her head. The night tomb passed through a pajamas. To put it on, Shen Qianshu frowned, turned and stared at his chest...

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Fan: It really is my idol of powder, so I am so motivated at the age of three.

I wrote this one at two in the morning, and laughed like a hen giggling, hahaha, I went to sleep, and went on. If you laughed, then vote for a monthly ticket, and make you happy every day.

(End of this chapter)

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