"Will dad be scared, too?" Qingqing giggled, holding sushimu's arm in her hands, her eyes shining.

"Of course." Suximu said with a soft face, "so Qingqing should grow up quickly. When she grows up, she can protect her father and mother, OK?"

Qingqing is amused to laugh more happily.

"Well, I will grow up quickly and protect my father and mother well."

Suximu couldn't help stretching out his hand and rubbing his daughter's head, "OK, you change your clothes yourself. I'll go upstairs to see if your mother is awake."

"Well." Qingqing is a good girl.

When suximu came to the door, Qingqing called him again. She said with a smile, "thank you for your father's flowers. I like them very much."

Inspired, Susie Mubei decided to send her mother and daughter more flowers in the future.

Upstairs in the bedroom.

Luo Fei Er turns to wake up leisurely, the whole head is still faint, hear the mobile phone ring up, she is not urgent, yawned just move slowly to reach for the mobile phone.

Before she met her, she picked up her mobile phone with a big hand that had been clear-cut, "it's pan pan." Will tell her the name above, then help her connect, to the front of the lift.

Luo Fei son remaining light swept him one eye, didn't refuse his hospitality.

Just when she was in a daze, several Pan Pan's urging voice came from the handset, "Fei Er Jie, are you awake, are you, are you listening?"

"It's me, I'm listening, you say." She should live.

"The official website of the competition has released the shortlist, a total of 100, but there is a designer's design, which is a bit special." Speaking of the back, Pan Pan's voice hesitated.

Luo Fei Er instantly clear, "my previous design appeared?" Her tone was firm and not surprising, but her voice was not pleasant.

I think it's true that the works polished by myself have become other people's wedding clothes. No one will be happy to put them on anyone.

"Did you check the other party's information?"

"Yes, I sorted out her information and sent it to you. Please have a look."

Luo Fei Er is a little surprised that Pan Pan really checked it. He is a little anxious to see it, so he doesn't say anything else. After they talk about some work, they finish the call.

Suximu stayed by, her mobile phone was taken away in her hand, and he didn't leave. It's just obvious that after reading the materials, Luo fei'er's mood is getting worse.

"The situation is not optimistic?" He asked, reaching for her cell phone.

Luo Fei son didn't plan to hide from him, directly sent the mobile phone to his hand, "if I don't guess wrong, this designer is just a bad guy who is behind the scenes."

"Indeed." Suximu knew about it long ago, so it was no surprise.

"What do you want to do? Do you want to tear down their masks now, or do you want to let them become clowns for two days, and then make them happy?"

Luo Fei Er lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and her lips turned up: "it's boring to tear it down now. Of course, I have to wait until the end. When I win with my strength, I'll let them lose. I don't have the backbone and face to lose."

Looking at the little tiger like Luo Fei Er, Su Ximu picks eyebrows.

"You've got to grind your little paws. Don't use them smartly." He took the little hand of Luo Fei Er by talking and pinched it in the palm of his hand.

Luo Fei son gouged out his one eye then drew back own hand, "you have no hand yourself, pinch my hand to do."

"My hands are hard and uncomfortable, but yours are soft and very comfortable." Say, Su Ximu followed Luo Fei Er to walk into toilet.

Secretly scolded a hooligan, Luo Fei son pushes him out, "you go out, I want to wash."

"Give me a kiss, give me a kiss, and I'll go out." Let her push him out, but she can't push him at all.

Hearing his dissolute words, Luo Feier really wants to slap it down.

But as soon as she raised her hand, sushimu directly clasped her wrist and pulled her into her arms. As soon as he sidled, they changed their position.

The next moment, she was pushed against the wall by him in a wall thumping posture.

"Suximu!" She gritted her teeth and turned red.

"Yes." He chuckled, lifted her chin and went straight up.

Vegetarian eat more, suddenly covetous meat to the mouth, it is like eating some gum, just can't stop.

"Suximu!" She called his name vaguely.

Suximu just laughed and didn't talk. He prefers what he is doing to what he is talking about. The mouth is not just used to eat and talk.

His kisses are as good as ever.

Luo Fei son doesn't understand, the brain is not clear, how this kiss skill is still so good, really irritating!

Even if she didn't want to give up, she had to admit that she had been kissed by him for a long time, but after several rounds, she completely took the lead and let him take it.

The kiss lasted for a long time. At the end of the kiss, lofel had been hanging on sushimu's body. A pair of small hands clung to his skirt tightly for fear that she would fall.

Suximu low smile, in her ear Si grinding: "Feier with good."

God TM's cooperation is very good. She is clearly in a passive position and has been following his rhythm. She is forced!

She gave him a weak look.

But I don't know, this eye has no lethality, on the contrary, he itches in his heart.

"If you didn't have to go to the company today, I would never let you out." Not only the door, but also the bed.

Luo Fei son is angry and ashamed, clench fist to hit to his chest.

Su Ximu raised his lips, "fei'er is so sweet. He knows how to scratch me."

What a shameless man!

After Luo Fei Er's physical strength returned, she pushed him away directly. "If you don't go to work, you take Qing Qing to the old house. My grandfather must be very lonely living there alone."

"Listen to you." Suximu leaned on the doorframe and watched lofel clean her face and brush her teeth.

In half an hour.

Suximu will Luofei son to the crown, with Qingqing went to the old house.

The daughter-in-law's words should not only be listened to, but also be obeyed.

Luo Fei Er comes to the design department. Jiang Jiang and Pan Pan come to her with the documents in their arms.

"Sister, the" test numbers "of 100 designers are arranged according to the initials of their surnames. You are number 75." Jiang Jiang said, adding, "Wen's white design is No. 21."

"How can you tell me her number?" Luo Fei son only feels funny, then asks a way.

"Brother Huanyu said that this competition depends on you two. In his words, you two are absolutely the first and the second." Jiang Jiang relayed Bai Huanyu's words without hesitation.