Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 383, the world of local tyrants, I don't understand

Shen Qianshu rested for half an hour and took a shower. This was a little more comfortable. The children sat on the table with sleepy eyes, and they didn’t sleep. The bells were found. Their young masters got up in the morning. The half-dead is not alive.

"Little Master, this is the crystal bag you love to eat, the young master, this is millet porridge, young master, this is the fruit meal that the chef specializes for you. The lunch is a nutritious meal that the chef specially gives you, young master, want Will you squeeze a cup of fresh juice?" Zhong burning around the children's paintings, busy busy, live off a small eunuch, the children's paintings served comfortably.

The night tomb pulled the napkin, wiped the lips, a pair of ice-like eyes, can not see the anger, Shen Qianshu secret, this is after all, the lungs cough is not abandon the dark guard, night Linghui Don't you think that the bell is burning?

"Zhong burning!" The night tomb shouted coldly.

The bell ignited and looked at it blankly.

Night Mausoleum, "Noisy!"

Everyone, "..."

The child painted the action of doing the ear, "Yeah, you are noisy."

The bell burned and was wronged, almost tears! !

The children's paintings almost had breakfast with their eyes closed. After eating breakfast, he had some spirits. Zhongzheng remembered one thing. "Da Shao, Miss Shen, Professor Ke went to China tomorrow, I arranged the day after tomorrow. The central hospital does the inspection."

"What is the professor?" Shen Qianshu asked.

The night mausoleum just had to talk, and the bell burned. "The young and the poor invited the American professor to come over and check the body for the young master. He is an authoritative expert in heart and transplantation."

Zhong burning did not know that he debunked the lie of the night mausoleum. The eyes of the child's painting looked at him round and bright. He saw that the night tomb was full of temper and wanted to buckle his face into the plate.

Shen Qianshu was moved to the extreme, habitually smooth, "Mr. You are so good."

Child painting, "..."

The night mausoleum came out of the door with no expression. The bells and several bodyguards quickly followed. The bells turned back and made a kiss on the children's paintings. The children's paintings also laughed, and they felt very delicious. A crystal bag.

"Children's painting, will you try it out later?"

"Yes, Mommy."

"Ada, don't let the children's paintings leave your sight."

"Yes, Miss Shen, the last mistake, never again!"

Shen Qianshu nodded and licked his son's head. Shen Qianshu was the last one to go out. Suddenly found one thing, the place where Roseburg was away from her work had to go outside the ring, and it would take 30 minutes to get to the ground. It takes at least an hour or so. If it is a subway, it will take an hour. This is not close to the subway station.

This is a relatively special area. Take the outer ring highway and go to the city is the most convenient.

Who is sending me the problem?

A bodyguard came over. "Miss Shen, the young and the poor said, go to the parking lot and just drive one."

There are more than a dozen parking spaces on the ground of Roiburg, and there are dozens of parking spaces underground, which are full of cars! !

Colorful sports car.

Not at all like Mr.'s style!

Most of the parking lots, some are bulletproof security cars.

Shen Qianshu, "..."

"Miss Shen, which one do you look at?"

The bulletproof security car is really too conspicuous. She has a heart to choose a car that is not very eye-catching, but found that most of them are modified cars, and none of them are low-key. This night is too... a cool family. .

The world of local tyrants, do not understand.

(End of this chapter)