Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 358, Wretched Development, Don't Wave

The teammates typed a screen for a while, hahaha, connected to tell the opposite.

The children's paintings bring him to the game of Mommy, your welfare bureau.

The hostility cheered.

It’s just a while.

Undoubtedly, this game lost, and in ten minutes, it was pushed by the crystal, breaking the one-hundred percent winning rate of the children's painting Li Bai.

The night mausoleum is very cold, and it seems to be very unhappy. Zhongzhong is sitting in the monitoring room and smiling. He took Ada to appreciate the face of their boss and laughed aloud. Haven't touched it, hahahaha, he went to play the game, hahahaha, he got the hero skills clearly? What is the special thing I helped him to play, God, I am a dark guard to help the boss play the game, feel I am so amazing."

Ah Da is simply not looking at it.

He also couldn't understand why the big and the young suddenly got out of the game and let the bells help him.

The child's painting lost his mobile phone, ran to the kitchen and poured a glass of water. After drinking it, Shen Qianshu touched his face and it was paralyzed.

She thought that the night mausoleum is a master?

I did not expect to be a rookie.

This game, I am afraid that it will be burned for him.

The child painted back and looked at the night tomb faintly. The nightling kept a cold face and did not speak. The appearance of a great god, Shen Qianshu’s eyes turned. "Let's come back again, I feel, Mr. will beated."

The children painted their hearts and reluctantly once again with them three rows.

The night tomb also chose Sun Shangxiang.

no doubt.

In the second game, they were paralyzed again.

The third game was awkward again.

In the fourth game, the night mausoleum was not particularly pitted. It also took ten heads, but they encountered an hang-up. If the night mausoleum could be sharper, they could win, and the result would be embarrassing.

Children's paintings have played four games in the history of the game!

"I am born with you guilty!" The child draws a conclusion.

The night mausoleum is cold and lingering.

Shen Qianshu has lost the position, and his heart is very tired. He looks at the unhappy look of the night mausoleum and pulls the children's paintings. "Baby, let's play another game, it will be a game."

Sir, it seems that I have already played.

Just play it properly.

Children's paintings can fly.

How can I let him win a game?

The children's paintings accepted the three rows while abandoning the eyebrows.

Mommy, how are you eccentric! ! Is it angry with him? I am also very angry! !

"The thighs don't move you."

While disgusting, he took the two pits and hit the fifth game. When he came in, he started typing hahahaha.

Welfare Bureau.

The children's paintings are reminiscent of the cold, and today the game encounters their hostility and is talking about the welfare bureau.

It’s really ridiculous.

I am so angry.

"Hey, please, wretched, don't wave."

Night Mausoleum, "Yeah."

He still took Sun Shangxiang, who has a big chest, no way, because he will be this hero.

The two fathers and sons started to fight red. Originally, the night tomb went to the end, and the result was accidentally grabbed the red of the children's painting.

Shen Qianshu, "..."

When it’s over, the children’s paintings will spray him again.

Who knows, Tong painted a cold face, silently continue to play wild boar, want to come to the pit too many times, have long been used to, even the spray is lazy, who knows less than a minute, there is a red night Ling actually killed the opposite Hua Mulan.

Shen Qianshu, "Wow, sir, you are amazing!!"

The child's picture is expressionless. "Mummy, you are so proud."

I take a blood, why don't you praise me?

The night mausoleum is obviously in a very good mood. It turns fine and clear, and it plays more and more smoothly. It starts with three heads, all of them. This game is very smooth, and a wave of team battles is erupting.

(End of this chapter)