Chapter 102: If you were my son, I would have been killed
Tong Hua turned into a bear child in a second, "I'll propose, I'll be angry with you!"
Shen Qianshu, "......"
Everyone was dumbfounded, there were a lot of cruel words along the way, what about the gentlemanly young master?
Possessed by something?
Da Shao, you are amazing!
"If you were really my son, you would have been killed!"
Tong Hua snorted coldly, "Did you give birth to a high-IQ, good-looking son like me? β
Shen Qianshu rubbed his temples with a headache.
"Shut up!"
"Okay, I'll shut up, you wait, I'll give my mommy all the network to get married, after all, the people who want to be my daddy have been lined up from China to Turkey, who is rare about you!"
When Yeling was about to kill Tong Hua by himself, Zhong Ran Muran said, "Big young master, little young master, are you going to quarrel at the gate of the scenic spot? This shame has been thrown to Turkey, don't you really notice that a group of people are watching you quarrel?"
When everyone looked back, they saw many people around them watching them quarrel.
It was a big and a small quarrel, and some people took videos with their mobile phones.
Fortunately, there were no Chinese tourists, Yeling's eyebrows sank, looked at Shen Qianshu, turned around and left, Shen Qianshu was still immersed in the strange atmosphere of how Mr. came to Turkey, and led the children's paintings to follow, and several people in black followed them.
Shen Qianshu rubbed Tong Hua's hair.
This kid is really unhappy.
Obviously, her son is a little gentleman, how can he become a little hedgehog when he sees Yeling, a proper bear child.
Moreover, I know how to provoke Yeling, and I step on one quasi.
They were hungry after a day of shopping, Tong Hua rubbed his stomach, the people took food as the sky, and did not bother with Yeling for the time being, Yeling took them to a Turkish restaurant to eat, and it was a large plate of roast mutton.
Turkish barbecue is quite famous.
In the past few days, they have eaten barbecue every day, and they are not tired of eating.
The barbecue is very thinly cut, the fragrance is rich, a bite is full, the taste is full, Tong Hua eats very happily, and he doesn't need to be cared for, while eating, he takes pictures with his mobile phone and posts on Weibo, which attracts the envy and jealousy of fans.
"Sir, why did you come to Turkey?"
"By the way!"
Hey?
Shen Qianshu was a little dazed, by the way? This night, by the way, went to Turkey?
The little boy didn't bother to raise his eyelids, so he gave him a young master to listen to the look of you pretending to be forced, Yeling endured it and didn't throw him downstairs.
Yeling didn't explain much, seeing that her arms were still wrapped in gauze, her eyes narrowed slightly, she was very gloomy, and she always felt that the lesson to the old lady was too light, and the old lady was actually not bad for her brother, but she didn't expect to do anything to his son.
Shen Qianshu saw that Yeling looked at her arm with an unkind look, she raised her arm, "A little bruise, it's not in the way." β
"Who cares if you have a broken arm?" Yeling snorted impatiently.
Shen Qianshu smiled slightly, and Yeling was annoyed and angry, "What are you laughing at?"
"You Pacific policeman, don't care if my mommy smiles or not, naΓ―ve. Tong Hua stuffed a mouthful of mutton, and couldn't help but slap him, with a look that I have put up with you for a really long time, Yeling took a deep breath, "Zhong Ran, take him away." β
"Yes, Dashao. β
"It's against you!" Tong Hua slapped the table and glared at Zhong Ran angrily, "What about me, you dare to carry me?"
Zhong Ran, "......"
"Eat well. Shen Qianshu pinched his face, "Don't speak." β
"Mommy, do you still love me?"
Shen Qianshu, "......"
This chicken flying dog jumping, it's really ...... It's hard to put into words.