Chapter 115 Fenghua Mother and Son Costumes

"I'm sorry, I remember that on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, it was sunny and windy. Someone carried his son to Hong Kong. As a result, he lost his son for a day, and finally picked up his son covered in mud at the police station."

Shen Qianshu, "That was an accident."

"Bring the children's paintings back and don't talk to strangers. I shouldn't let you travel alone."

"It's good that children's paintings don't bully others, but they can still be bullied." Lin Xiaojuan glared, and Shen Qianshu raised his hands in surrender, "I'll go over and bring it back right away, just wait."

Hang up the phone.

Shen Qianshu yawned, stretched his legs, and sent a message when five minutes were up.

Shen Qianshu: Beauty, I got your godson. Let’s go to bed. I’m sleepy.

A typical example of giving and serving.

The little boy Hua listened to the story, and when it was ten o'clock, he was so sleepy that he was carried back by Zhong Ran like a roly-poly.

This night, it was very calm.

Shen Qianshu, who almost died, has always had a shadow in his heart. He had constant nightmares the night before, which woke up Tong Hua. He had a good sleep that night. He woke up refreshed in the morning. Tong Hua was in high spirits. The two changed into mother-child clothes.

A black T-shirt with a skull pattern on the chest. Tong Hua wore black shorts. Shen Qianshu wore black hot pants, revealing a pair of long white legs. Her hair was tied into a ponytail and she wore a black hat. Tong Hua They also wear the same hat, and they both have the same white shoes, which is so cool.

The two went out to have breakfast hand in hand, with a 100% chance of turning heads.

Ye Ling and Zhong Ran were already in the restaurant. Four men in black had been following Shen Qianshu and Xiaotong Hua. When the group entered the restaurant, it was another unspeakable scene. Fortunately, Shen Qianshu was used to it.

In the morning, a good-looking mother and son entered the restaurant with four fierce-looking bodyguards. The scene was quite unsightly. After being forced to wear casual clothes by children's paintings, they were not eye-catching. Today Ye Ling is here, and they have recovered. Wearing all black and wearing sunglasses, he has the image of a ruthless man who doesn't talk much.

When Shen Qianshu and Tong Hua went out and saw them, their lips twitched and their expressions were in sync.

"Young Master, you are so cool." Zhong Ran boasted about the Young Master, "Do you want sunglasses?"

"No." Tong Hua was disgusted.

"Good morning, sir, good morning, Mr. Zhong." Shen Qianshu greeted generously and took Tong Hua to get breakfast.

Breakfast is all buffet.

The seats by the window are almost all occupied.

Because no one dares to approach them.

At first glance, it smells like a gangster.

As soon as Zi Shen Qianshu appeared, Ye Ling's face didn't look good.

In the darkness, these legs are really eye-catching.

As soon as he walked into the darkness, he saw these legs. Who could show them wearing so little?

There is low pressure around Yeling.

Zhong Ran said, "Young Master, I think you should change your clothes. This will be perfect."

Ye Ling, "What clothes should I change into?"

The white shirt, trousers, and devil's buckle on the belt look particularly coquettish. It looks good, but... it would be better to change it to black to match their mother and son.

Zhong Ran couldn't help but look at Shen Qianshu, and the first thing he noticed was his long legs.

The future young lady’s legs are so beautiful.

Legs play nian.

A piece of bread hit his face accurately, Zhong Ran said, "..."

What naughty boy dares to throw bread in the uncle's face?

"Where are you looking?"

Zhong Ran said, "...Young master, I misunderstood. I'm looking at the young master. He's so cute."

"debauchery!"

Zhong Ran was extremely aggrieved. Not only him, but many people in the restaurant looked at Shen Qianshu. There were almost no girls wearing hot pants in Turkey. This is a *** country, this is Turkey, and the women are all wrapped up tightly. , who shows you a pair of long legs, it is simply a feast for the eyes.