Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 414 Night Eve's Christmas Eve Gift

The night is a piece of Patek's beautiful watch.

Shen Qianshu is a moonstone, a rare moonstone in noah's works, emitting faint light under the light.

"Brother, you are too uncomfortable. Every year, gifts are watches, and my watches can be opened."

"Don't take it back."

The night was very wronged, Shen Qianshu was full of praise for the moonstone, the night Ling saw her like, and his face was a little better.

The box painted by the child is slightly larger and opens up.

"Wow, I am dying!"

A pink princess dress.

And when it was the jewellery show, the princess dress worn by the catwalk.

Losing me, I also bought you a bowl of Phalaenopsis!

At night, when I laughed at the table, I was very satisfied with my gift.

"Children's painting, you are going to put it on and show it to us."

"Mummy!" The children's painting fell in the arms of Shen Qianshu, with a pack of tears. "Mummy, my heart has been hurt, I want to sleep with you tonight."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

The night sneer sneered, "Oh, I saw the princess dress!"

"You are deliberate!" The little girl painted a cry.

"It’s better than sending me a greeting card."

The children painted cold, picked up the princess dress, and there was an emerald green buckle underneath, hanging with a red rope, very chic.

"Hey, let go of you!"

Shen Qianshu and others are crying and laughing.

"You will receive a gift?"

At night, I quickly took out a box and handed it to the Mausoleum. It was a pair of cufflinks.

The night mausoleum does not care what the younger brother sends, looks at Shen Qianshu and the children's paintings, will not be a greeting card to send him?

"Sir, we have prepared a big, big gift for you." Shen Qianshu took the night to the back garden and pointed to the red heart of the garden. "Oh, this is the gift that I and the children's paintings give you." ”

There are more than 30 pots of Phalaenopsis in the garden, which is quite beautiful. It is a red color in the past. Although it is not the flowering period of Phalaenopsis, it can be cultivated very well. It is very beautiful in winter and placed in the greenhouse. It is especially pleasing to the eye. It is a red butterfly flying under the night sky.

The night Ling looked at this piece of flowers, Shen Qianshu was a little guilty, she couldn't help it. The last time she sent the gift of the night mausoleum, she racked her brains. The night tombs were high-powered and nothing was missing. I really couldn’t think of it for a while. Give him a little gift.

"Sir, this warm room is facing the study. You work all the year round at the floor-to-ceiling windows. You are tired. Looking down, it's a colorful, butterfly, how pleasing to the eye. This is my gift of choice. Do you like it?" Shen Qianshu I thought that the next time I gave him a gift, I must choose it with all my heart.

The eyes of the night mausoleum, the mood is not discerning, Shen Qianshu bit his teeth, his hands licking his waist, slightly looking up, smiled and looked at him brightly, "Like, don't you like this gift?"

The lights in the corridor were sprinkled with a layer of jade on her face, which was extraordinarily beautiful, full of warm and soft nephrite, and the cold incense came to sweep away the impetuousness of his heart. "I like it very much."

Shen Qianshu looked at him with surprise. He had done a good night's sleep. If he felt that the gift was too perfunctory, she would come to a French kiss to solve it. Anyway, for Mr., nothing is a kiss that cannot be solved.

Unexpectedly, he likes it!

"You... like?"

"I sent it, I like it."

Shen Qianshu’s nose was sour, holding him, and kissing his lips in his lips. “Mr. Happy Christmas Eve.”

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The girls reflected that the update was not on time.

I have not saved the manuscript. If I promise you, if I have a card, I will blame me for not being punctual. I can only promise you that I should update no less than 6k every day. Try to finish at 8 o'clock in the evening.

Looking for a monthly ticket, I am so smart and diligent!

(End of this chapter)