Shen Chongben laughed at the child's mother for seeking death in her heart, but it was obvious that she was in a state of sadness and tears, which made her feel a little unbearable.

"Ahem, OK, OK, don't tease Xinxin. It's almost nine o'clock, so I have to clean up Xinxin's face washing palette and toothbrush a little."

It would be fine if Shen Chong didn't coax it, but he coaxed it even more wrongly.

Mr. Lin almost repents on the spot, but was blocked by Xinxin's next words.

The little baby also realized that his mother was sad and racked her brains to think of a solution. Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration and clapped her hands and said loudly: "I have a solution!"

The two of them gathered their mood and looked at Xinxin together.

The little baby first looked at his father, then at his mother, and said, "Mom, you can coax me with Dad! The three of us sleep together! We are not lonely! Zhenzhen said that her parents sleep together at night!"

Xinxin didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and she looked natural.

Lin Zhishu almost fainted on the spot. What is this called?

Could it be when Shen Chong taught her?

She was about to take her anger and sink into the boxing champion, but she found that this guy's face was redder than hers!

He doesn't even look at himself!

Mr. Lin was really convinced.

I can't compare to you when I coax my baby, and I can't compare to you even if I'm shy.

After some trouble, the "family of three" finally stood in front of Shen Chong's new home in about twenty minutes.

After opening the door, Xinxin took the lead in entering the door.

Shen Chong turned on the lights.

"Wow! Dad's new house is so beautiful!"

The first sentence of the baby girl opened her mouth was like this, then she jumped around on the sofa excitedly, then screamed and rushed towards the pile of toys placed on the sofa.

These are the piles of "cheap" toys that Shen Chong bought back from Tianxiang Guose as it was.

Lin Zhishu felt that his eyes were not turned around enough, and he was convinced by Xinxin's bias.

My villa decoration cost is enough to buy two or three houses and there are still left. Do you actually say that the house he rents is so beautiful?

Baby, are you slapping me in the face or slapping your dad in the face.

Lin Zhishu didn't need Shen Chong to greet him, so he quickly walked into the door and headed straight to the cannon barrel on the balcony.

Shen Chong quickly closed the door and followed with a stingy bullet. He probably couldn't escape the criticism.

Lin Zhishu supported his thighs with both hands, bent down, aimed his eyes at the eyepiece, and was indeed looking at his living room, teasing without looking back: "Oh, you're pretty good at this."

Shen Chongbeier, who was following behind, was embarrassed. She had obviously not had any bad thoughts before, so she explained it to her clearly, why are you still so sarcastic?

But... Speaking of which, Lao Lin, your posture is a bit indecent?

At this time, Lin Zhishu's movements made a round and perky part of her body stand out. With her slim trousers with a slightly silk surface, they reflected in the lights from the living room, and they seemed like two bright moons emitting brilliance, which was extremely charming and tempting, making people feel ready to move.

Shen Chong, who was standing behind her, was afraid that he could not help but slapped him, so he quickly turned his head and looked up at the sky as if nothing had happened.

"Shen Chong, I really didn't see it. You are quite introverted and have a thick-skinned face."

Seeing that he didn't dare to respond, Lin Zhishu thought he had finally gained the upper hand, but he still remembered that he had already forgiven him, and beat the dog in the water one after another.

"I swear! I really didn't have any random thoughts when I bought this thing!"

Shen Chongqiang argued, "This building is not just me. You have to be careful when you sleep at night. If I am here, I can also help you check if the curtains are tightened."

Lin Zhishu raised his hands and held the cannon barrel, pointed the camera at the sky, continued to press down, and said.

"Then I have to thank you?"

Shen Chong continued to retreat. Oh my god, this person was not ashamed. If I hadn't retreated quickly, I would have hit her on the waist.

"No, no, it should."

"puff!"

Lin Zhishu smiled so hard that his body became slightly weak. He held the cannon barrel firmly before he fell down. He turned around and glanced at Shen Chong, "Go away, do you think everyone is as dirty as you?"

"Where am I dirty? I am as upright as a flagpole!"

"You are dirty! Okay, I'm not stupid. If I'm secretly photographed and have a lot of influence, I've always paid attention to this kind of thing. Just give up and you won't even have a chance to stare at it."

"Whoever wants to see you, I'm just looking at Xinxin!"

Lin Zhishu put down the cannon barrel and turned around and glanced at him with a little displeasure, "People like you will have to be single in the next life."

"Thank you Ji Yan, being single is good."

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk about you. The balcony fence is OK. Xinxin can't get up, but you'd better be careful and don't let her take the stool and stand up."

Lin Zhishu said while patting the iron railing.

Xinxin, who was at the door of the living room floor-to-ceiling window, was dissatisfied, "Mom, I'm not that stupid! If I fall down so high, I will never see my parents anymore! I know."

"Okay, Xinxin Guai is the smartest."

Lin Zhishu checked around again and saw that Shen Chong had glued the idle electrical sockets at low positions on the wall with transparent glue, and all the sharp knives were placed at a high place that Xinxin could not reach, which was very satisfied.

I have to admit that Shen Chong is more careful than himself in these aspects.

"You also glued the anti-collision strip?"

Lin Zhishu sat on the sofa, touching the anti-collision strips that were firmly glued to the edge of the glass coffee table, and said in surprise.

Shen Chong nodded, "Of course."

"Okay, you're so awesome. Then I'll leave first if it's okay."

After seeing the house, Lin Zhishu said goodbye directly.

Shen Chong didn't give her away, there were two bodyguards downstairs, and this was a no-brainer.

Xinxin was a little disappointed when her mother left. After all, she hoped that her parents would tell her stories together.

Shen Chong sat down next to Xinxin, "Xinxin, do you like these toys?"

"like!"

"Do you like the teachers your mom has taught you?"

Shen Chong's problem stumped Xinxin.

She thought for a long time and blinked, "Sometimes I like it, sometimes I don't like it. I like playing the piano and dancing the most, and I like painting."

"What about the articles taught by the teacher?"

Shen Chong did not guide her to cultivate her interest in studying Chinese studies at all, but instead planned to completely ruin Lin Zhishu's idea.

I never thought that the little baby had thought about it for a long time this time, "I like it when I am not tired, and I don't like it when I am tired."

Shen Chong glared at me, "Okay, my baby seems to be a natural academic master?"

After playing with Xinxin in the living room for a while, she approved her to watch TV for five minutes, wash her face, brush her teeth, coax her into the bed, and start telling stories.

Last time Shen Chong talked about Pinocchio with Xinxin, this time he changed to a match girl.

Yes, the result was still the same. He didn't even talk halfway, and Xinxin was already asleep.

Before, Shen Chong thought that his story was not vivid enough, but now he understands.

The world's entertainment level is completely overwhelming, including fairy tales, of course.

In Xinxin's ears, the classics in her heart sounded worse than the local fairy tales in this world.

There is only one benefit, the hypnosis effect is amazing.

When the baby was completely asleep, Shen Chong stretched, quietly got up from the quilt, and ran to the computer in the next room to sit down.

He planned to go to bed early today, but he really couldn't vomit.

Landed in the southwest branch of the Demon-Slaying Forum, no1 has reappeared in the world, but now it has become a noble sergeant of the Yellow-level lower-ranking level.

The yellow-level and the lower-ranked ones are actually weak, but they need at least 300 sergeant titles to accumulate merit, so they can barely get on the table.

If he had honestly posted and commented this time, he would not have been ridiculed too ruthlessly, but he did something big.

He was a yellow-level and the best-quality one, and actually posted a main post, publicly questioning the golden rules of demon-slaying!

The name of the main post is "On the top, down, down, left and right, can our ability be more stupid?"

He vaguely guessed that this post might become a hit and would bring a lot of hatred for himself, but he really couldn't hold it in.

The Internet literature in this world is so good. The big guys who write about fantasy and fairy tales have all kinds of imagination and various cool and awesome ability systems, which are amazing.

Why is it our turn to be a person with real skills that has become a weak and difficult-to-mouthed person? Up and down? Middle and down? Lower?

Is the eighth set of radio gymnastics?

As a skilled mate who is full of knowledge and good at picking tricks, the more he thinks about it, the more he can't stand it!

Once you realize it, it will be a torture for a long time!

So he did this.

The troubles in the water sticker area will not affect him. After posting, he will go offline to bed and have to get up early tomorrow morning to make steamed eggs for Xinxin.
Chapter completed!