Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 492 let go of the young master.

"How cute? I woke up in the morning, he slept on my pillow, holding my claws, so cute, so cute..." The little child painting has long wanted to raise a pet, but his body has not always been good, Shen Qianshu does not let He raised.

Getting up has such a big welfare, he is bubbling with happiness.

The night mammoth looked at the little girl's painting and the little milk cat with the same expression. The little milk cat didn't eat anything in the evening. It was very hungry. The hand holding the child's painting sent a poor cry. The children's paintings are almost ready. melted.

"The bell is burning, take a bowl, pour a little milk, it is hungry."

The bell burned against the serious face of the night mausoleum, and waited for the young master, properly posted, the night mausoleum was ugly, but did not stop, the clock could not help but look at the snow outside the sky, this is really an incredible thing. The world is red and rainy, and the big and the small have endured a cat on his site.

Miss Shen is really...the **** is also!

Big and small, what is your principle?

The night mausoleum looked at the child painting and holding the milk cat. He was giving him milk. The little cat stretched out the pointed little tongue and snorted, looking at the poor appearance. The child painted his hands and sat. Got to the table and took a corn to pick up.

"My mommy?"

"go to bed."

"How is she still sleeping?"

"She is tired."

Bell burning, "..."

Lying in the trough, he feels big and small is showing off!

You are letting go of the young master, he is still a child.

The child painted and ignorantly looked at him, licking the corn, seems to wait for him to explain what is tired, Zhong burning is afraid of not disturbing the small flowers of the motherland, hurriedly said, "Large and small, it is time to go to work."

Night Mausoleum, "Know it."

The bell burned his heart, and the child painted a blank face. He had nothing to do lately. He was at home, very leisurely, the weather was too cold, and he was not suitable for the small man. He looked forward to watching the night mausoleum. Can I raise it?"

He and Shen Qianshu are not the mother and the child, they are asking for something, their mouths are sweet, and this screaming is shouting.

Yuling dangerously squinted her eyes and just wanted to say that she was thrown out. She suddenly thought of the beauty of last night. If she had a small thing, as if she could get the sweetness, he had no expression, a deep face, and the child’s painting shredded. The mask of peace reveals fierce claws. "I don't care, I have to raise."

"Whatever!" The night tomb was loose.

Bell burning, "..."

Big and small, what is your principle?

Is your love for the young master no longer in principle? This is unscientific. It doesn't make sense. It seems that something happened that he didn't know. He wants to reflect deeply. As a secret guard, he missed any important information.

The children painted joyfully, several bodyguards came out of the Fortress, the castle was quiet, the nightlings took away eight bodyguards, and there were more than a dozen security guards in the castle. The children's paintings named the little milk cats burgers.

The burger sticks to him very much. Almost where he goes, the burger goes with him. The children's paintings like burgers. They buy a lot of imported snacks and cat food from the burger with a mobile phone. It instantly feels the benefits of money.

The castle is very large, the activity area of ​​Hamburg is very big, the children painted him on the balcony of the living room to set up a cat litter, and bought a very large cat shelf, Shen Qianshu looked at the underground floor, and there was no love. Eat breakfast.

"Mummy, are you not sleeping?"

"Yeah." Shen Qianshu nodded, not only did not sleep well, tossed into the middle of the night, more tired than a real gun, hateful, the night Ling was refreshed in the morning, she looked at the dishes.

(End of this chapter)