Chapter 815

The next morning, with low blood pressure in the morning, the children's painting baby, who is always concave in the shape of a little old man, was as excited as playing hormones. He ran around the runway of the castle for four rounds excitedly. The little boy who usually started to cry after two rounds, was so excited that he was full of energy.

Little Hamburg ran after children's painting and couldn't stand it after running for a circle. Zhong ran an automatic disc to measure the heartbeat with children's painting. Hamburg saw interesting, jumped on the disc and ran with children's painting. It was very sticky and interesting.

Shen Qianshu was so happy upstairs that he couldn't help taking a photo and posting it to Weibo.

Shen Qianshu: my baby, and baby's baby, a smile in the morning series!

In the picture, the children's painting ran in front, and Hamburg stood on the small disc and followed the children's painting. The agents not far away trained separately. She adjusted a tone and took it like a large film, which attracted the children's painting fans to howl and lick the screen.

"Does Tong Hua get up and run every morning? It's so inspirational that it doesn't meet his delicate personality at all."

"Tong Hua, baby, I must have slept well last night. Don't care about the confusion on the Internet. You are the best."

"The rose castle is so big. It's a pity that you can't go in. There are many guards. It's a pity."

"Did I notice hamburgers? Hamburgers are so cute."

"You are not alone!!!"

"Are you still in the mood to show your son and order a face? This is not your son. The mother of others has come back. Return the son quickly."

"Yes, yes, is this your son? Shameful? The mummies of the children's painting baby are back. Don't you want the baby to leave? You can't be so selfish!"

Shen Qianshu's home page has been mixed recently, so she didn't show her son any more, so that her son would not be scolded. After Yang Lihua appeared, the home page of children's painting became a disaster area, and her home page also became a disaster area.

Some little black fans of children's painting, pretending to be loyal fans, have been rhythmic under their home page, talking about the return of children's painting Mommy. Some people ridicule children's painting for being reluctant to leave Shen Qianshu, and some people say that Shen Qianshu robbed people's sons, with different opinions.

There was an uproar.

Lin Xiaojuan has long suggested that they close the comments. Shen Qianshu and Tong Hua are people with strong hearts.

Reading the comments a few days ago, mother and son felt extremely uncomfortable.

After determining the truth, no one cares about the speech.

Shen Qianshu's mood is also excellent.

Zhong ran, the pot bearer, was pleasantly surprised to find that the atmosphere in the morning was great, not at all dead as last night, and everyone seemed to be alive.

Except for their family!

Of course, their family's emotions, as long as they don't get sick, don't ignore them.

Tong Hua ran five times, panting, and walked slowly again. He led hamburger back. He was particularly happy. A little flying bug flew over his head. Tong Hua looked up and looked at the little flying bug in doubt.

"One morning, where did the Firefly come from?"

He stared at the flying insect for a long time. After a while, the flying insect flew to the lake.

The child painting was suspicious for a moment and entered the castle.

On a towering building, Yang Lihua is greedily looking at the picture in the monitoring. The child picture looks up and looks at the monitoring suspiciously. She remotely controls the aircraft and fixes it on the top for a long time. She is afraid that the child picture will find it. She is ruthless and controls the aircraft to leave.

The door opened, and a woman wearing a black gauze hat slowly came in, with a cold voice, "so miss your son, why don't you bring it back?"