Chapter 841: Naughty Little Brother, a Little Cute (66)

"Then kneel on the keyboard, kneel on the egg, kneel on the durian, just kneel for me anyway."

Su Qiao was really mad at him.

Lu Han got up cautiously and slowly moved out of the kitchen:

"You can't kneel on the keyboard, you can't draw a design drawing if your kneel is broken, you still have to eat eggs, if it's broken, you won't have to eat it, durian, you say it stinks, so our family has never bought durian."

Su Qiao grinded his teeth: "Are you trying to anger me?" ”

"Don't, don't, I'll go kneel on the couch."

Lu Han didn't dare to make her angry again, so he ran out of the kitchen and knelt directly on the sofa.

Su Qiao glared: "......" The sofa is so soft, kneel a woollen yarn.

Twenty minutes later, the dish was ready, and Su Qiao put it on the table, and then took care of the dead child who was kneeling on the sofa and looking at him pitifully:

"Forget it this time, for the sake of you helping me solve the problem, I'll let you go, next time if you dare to mess around and cause trouble for me, be careful that I clean you up."

Lu Han was overjoyed, hurriedly jumped off the sofa and ran over, hugging her small waist and coquettishly: "I knew that Qiao Qiao felt sorry for me and was reluctant to let me suffer." ”

"......" kneeling on the sofa is also called suffering?

Lu Han knew that her anger had not completely disappeared, so he hurriedly raised three fingers and swore: "I promise you, I will never play again in the future, I will be honest, and I will never cause trouble for you again." ”

"Hmph, don't just talk about it."

444 [Host, the Great Demon King not only taught them a good lesson for you, but also made them dare not come to you in the future. 】

So you forgive him, look so pitiful.

"Hmph, isn't it his own fault?"

Su Qiao didn't appreciate it at all.

Very disgusted, he pulled away the hand on his waist: "Go to dinner." ”

"Okay, I'll help you pack the food." Lu Han hurriedly picked up the bowl, more attentive than ever before.

Su Qiao vented, and the matter was revealed.

After another busy week, the jewelry contest finally began.

In the company bathroom, Su Qiao slowly sorted out the suit on his body.

[Host, sure enough, someone secretly moved your bag and changed the design drawings in the USB flash drive. 】

"Who is it?"

"The snarky woman I splashed last time?"

[No, it's the one who came to borrow money from you after you won the lottery and didn't get it. 】

"Oh." It turned out to be the woman who could talk to her on weekdays.

It is worthy of the sisterhood of plastic flowers.

It can come in handy when it comes to the critical moment.

[Hehe, after Chen Jue's woman saw your design drawings, she didn't doubt it at all, she was as happy as anything, and spent 50,000 yuan to buy those drawings. 】

There's a good show to watch now.

"My pictures are not low-grade, the style is also very novel, and all kinds of fashion elements are fused together, of course she will not doubt it."

It's a pity that there is no such thing as pie falling in the sky for no reason.

In the last life, after the design drawings were stolen by this Chen Jue, Su Qiao was very miserable.

Not only did he lose all his savings to the company, but he was also fired.

On top of that, her reputation was ruined, and she couldn't get along in this line anymore.

The jewelry competition was held on the second floor of the convention and exhibition center, and all the elites of the industry came, as well as some celebrities, as well as ladies and celebrities in the upper circles.

The jury even invited some of the most famous old design masters in the world.

When Su Qiao entered, everyone was almost there.

She looked calm, carrying a black briefcase, her long hair was coiled up, and she was wearing a navy blue suit skirt, neat and crisp, which attracted the attention of many people.