Chapter 899

I have to leave. Everything should be prepared in advance. All the workload is very heavy. If I don't prepare well, I'm afraid it will cause disputes.

Shen Qianshu did not doubt that there was him. The children's painting looked up at her. It was a little strange. Shen Qianshu asked, "what's the matter?"

"Mommy, you smell good!"

Shen Qianshu's embarrassment almost broke through the sky. Looking at his son's pure eyes, there was an impulse to flee. Fortunately, he stood firm.

If not, it's really embarrassing to explode.

She secretly opened the app, and the rider was 800 meters away from the castle. She went out of the living room and walked to the gate of rose castle, but she couldn't be found by others.

Otherwise, she would be terribly embarrassed.

Fortunately, she just walked to the castle, and the delivery brother also arrived. After the security personnel confirmed the things, they handed them to Shen Qianshu and asked him to check them.

Shen Qianshu checked it, and it was really all her shopping. She took it back to the living room.

"Your snacks." Shen Qianshu picked up several bags of children's favorite snacks, threw them on the table, and went upstairs with the bag.

Children's painting, "isn't my mommy very strange?"

"Well, it's strange." Zhong Ran has a deep face, which is simply guilty of being a thief. There is no silver 300 Liang here, which is very different from Miss Shen's style.

Not stable at all.

"She must have done something bad." Children's painting summary.

Upstairs, Shen Qianshu hid the little TT he bought, put it in the bedside table, and then carried the snacks down. Children's painting and Zhong ran thought to themselves, there was a ghost indeed.

Shen Qianshu was very calm against Zhong ran and children's painting. "I don't think I can finish eating. Let's share good things."

They are all imported snacks.

It's delicious.

She happily handed out snacks. Zhong ran said, "Miss Shen, did you buy snacks?"

"Yes."

Shen Qianshu sat on pins and needles for a while. How come the work is not over yet, sir? It's almost eleven o'clock.

After finishing the topic of the children's painting, he went upstairs with a hamburger in his arms. Shen Qianshu asked, "what time does Mr. want to work?"

"I don't know. I can't get involved in tonight's business."

Shen Qianshu nodded, thought for a while, and went upstairs. She wrapped herself in the quilt to watch a movie. She happened to have never seen a movie and had been very interested.

Unconsciously, the movie was over.

It's early morning.

Before Yeling came back, Shen Qianshu frowned, got up and wanted to go to the study, and stopped, "reserved?"

Your reserve is simply.

She is like a little fairy with dissatisfaction. She gets everything ready, takes the initiative to wash the white, warms the quilt, and takes the initiative to take protective measures.

The person who should appear has not appeared yet, and needs her to invite.

This

This

It's too unreasonable, isn't it?

It's shameful.

She walked back and forth for ten minutes, tossing herself up and down, and finally opened the door and went to the study.

As soon as I came in, the smoke was swirling, like the scene of a fire.

Shen Qianshu was startled. The pink bubbles in his heart were all stabbed by something, and all of them were disillusioned. Yeling sat in front of the window, smoking a cigarette. Shen Qianshu choked for several times, stunned. Yeling looked up at her, slightly wrung his eyebrows, and his amber eyes were deep.

"Sir, what are you doing?" Shen Qianshu walked over and opened the window. By the way, he could breathe. The room was a fire scene.

She knows that Yeling occasionally smokes, and when working under pressure, she smokes.