"With me, how can I let mommy die?"

Yeling's fist was slightly tight, and there was an impulse to take him away in the past. As expected, he was a nuisance. He didn't hurry to find his daughter-in-law and stick to someone else's daughter-in-law to protect him. Is there something wrong with his brain?

Zhong Yan really wanted to kneel down to the thick nerves drawn by Shen Qianshu and the little boy.

Don't you really see a fire in your eyes?

To his surprise, Yeling went into the bedroom without saying a word and slammed the door heavily, causing Shen Qianshu and the little boy to draw a puzzled face.

Shen Qianshu, "what's wrong with him?"

"A guest is so grumpy that we don't pay attention to him."

In this game, Tong Hua and Shen Qianshu took a very early lineup, opposite the lineup in the late stage. Shen Qianshu was assisted by Keng dad. The lineup was dragged to the late stage and became a bladder game. Thirty minutes later, Yeling took a bath and changed into a household suit.

The Off White V-Neck Sweater and light colored casual pants make his figure extraordinarily slender. Zhong ran feels very satisfied with his collocation. Yeling, relying on his high face, never cares about dressing up. In addition, he has often suffered from mental illness over the years, and he doesn't care about dressing up. After returning to China, since the last time he said that Li Zhiyuan was a beautiful man, he accidentally cared about his dress. Zhong ran sadly and hurriedly shouldered the task of dressing up Yeling. As a dark guard with an annual salary of tens of millions, he ran all over the major shows and fashion stores, moved back countless clothes, carefully matched him, and matched everything he wore.

I have to say, it's so handsome!!

If Da Shao is not psychotic and has three Shao characters, the peach blossom is really flying all over the sky.

"Thousand tree beauty, you are dead again!"

"We have died 30 times and assisted 25 times, hahaha."

Shen Qianshu refused, "you sell me every time, and I'm not so meat."

Yeling coughed heavily on one side and brushed a good sense of existence. Shen Qianshu was still alive and couldn't help asking, "Sir, are you back so late today? Have you worked overtime?"

"Well."

"Have you eaten?"

"Well."

As soon as the child picture looked up, "cheap daddy, one more word."

"Boring!"

"Good!"

"Lying in the trough, lying in the trough, it's almost unintentional to play. What do I hear, children's painting, baby, your daddy?"

"Fairy, you have a boyfriend, hot, hot, I don't want games, I want to send a microblog first."

"It's hot, it's so loud, my ears are getting pregnant, I'm getting pregnant, I'm getting pregnant, wait a minute, I'll send a microblog first!"

Shen Qianshu and xiaotonghua both forgot that they were opening the wheat. The direct result was a wave of small group destruction. The three teammates seemed to really cut the game out and tweeted, standing still and being destroyed by the group.

Children's paintings, "..."

I hate!!!!

There is only one way left of the three-way highland, which is about to be broken and destroyed by a small group of people.

He raised his head and stared at Yeling angrily.

"Bring disaster to the country and the people!!"

Yeling's face was cold and deep, his long legs cocked up, and he had nothing to do with himself. Shen Qianshu looked at his side face and thought to himself, sir seems to be angry, isn't his work going well? Domineering president's work is very tiring and distressing!!

"Mommy, don't look at him. You're resurrected. Come and clear the soldiers, and others will push the highlands."

"Come, come, come..." Shen Qianshu blushed and secretly kicked the little boy painting. Why do you want to dismantle the stage? I took a sneak look at it. For one look, the little boy painting snorted coldly.