Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Mr. 191, you are handsome today!

There is a VIP lounge in the venue, and there is a separate room in the night mausoleum. The bells and Ada are kept outside the door, which eliminates the opportunity for others to fish in troubled waters.

Some international friends came to the scene. Shen Qianshu, as an appraiser of Gublin, received a French appraiser. The two chatted hotly, from her study abroad to jewellery, and from jewels to the Nordic landscape.

At this point, the phone rang.

Night Mausoleum: I want to see you!

Shen Qianshu looked at the four words silently, as if to see a flower.

After a while, she pressed the phone slightly, smiled and friends quit, the appraisers had a special lounge, this is a large social place, all come from the industry, no one wants to waste time in the lounge .

It can be said that a chance can be negotiated into a big business.

Unless you are like a sinking tree, just to appreciate the game, if it is high cold as the night tomb, everyone is attached to him but he is too lazy to take care of the type, otherwise it will not appear in the backstage lounge.

Shen Qianshu went to the backstage lounge. Zhong burning and Ada were like the door gods. They saw her as if they saw the savior, especially the bells. They looked at her eyes and flashed. Shen Qianshu had a bad feeling. Premonition.

It’s a very bad mood at night, and she has the urge to turn around and go.

Shen Qianshu asked tentatively, "How is your mood?"

Zhong burning laughs like a liar who sells health care products. He is sincere, "The mood is very good."

Shen Qianshu silently considered it, even if the night Ling was in a bad mood, almost exploded, the last time he was arrogant about his car, did not move her a finger, the wound was still an accident, she thought about it, or went in.

The lounge was not big, but the space was very comfortable. The nightling was sitting on the sofa. The coffee on the table was hot. He was reading a jewelry album and a player with a game on hand.

Jewelry albums are the style of traditional players.

The door was gently pushed open, and the breeze blew a cold scent, faintly lingering at the tip of the nose, mixed with the scent of orange blossoms, like poison, he was poisoned deep, and was able to detect her presence accurately in the crowd.

"Sir, look for me." Shen Qianshu's gaze whispered in his body, his heart was dark, really handsome, this face she can see for a lifetime is not greasy, this perfect face is really too much It is.

She almost almost forgot his demon attribute.

"I warned you, don't talk to Li Zhiyuan." Zhong burning really brushed her, the mood of the night Ling is not good at all, but fortunately not a stray posture, she can be rescued.

"I didn't stay with him."

The night tomb suddenly reached out and pulled her over, and she bowed her face to her lips.

She fell into his arms in panic, and had not had time to react, her lips had been blocked, and the warm and intense kiss, with a hint of punishment, plundered her senses, everything she had was his City-state, he is the only lord.

Strong possessiveness, passed to her by a kiss, Shen Qianshu also noticed his anger, and a guess in his heart was confirmed. He just saw her outside the stadium.

This is unscientific. She was blocked by Lu Mengxi and Li Zhiyuan. Can he still see her?

"Ah...hey..." The man savagely bites on her warm lips, and the pain is so heavy that all the voices are swallowed up by him.

(End of this chapter)