"Mommy, are you making a fridge cover?" Xinbao looked at Mommy, who had been busy until late at night, and felt a little distressed.

"Not really." Ling Qixi raised his hand and wiped his forehead, smiling bitterly in his heart.

Isn't this just to meet the principal?

As a parent, I can't see it, and when I reported the name of the president of the Ling family, people only replied that I knew.

There was no way, she could only make a cheongsam and send it over......

It's ridiculous that she can't see the director herself, and she has to show Ali

Signature.

In this circle that recognizes vests and doesn't recognize people, I don't know whether to be happy or helpless.

"And what are you doing? Why are you so fat? Wrap the dust cover of the cabinet? "Xinbao has never seen such a big cheongsam, and I feel that I can fit several mommys.

"Do it for the customer." Generally, I don't see myself, and Ling Qixi will not make clothes based only on data.

I'm afraid that I will meet someone like Zhou Yarou who deliberately hides his body information.

But the head of the garden is on the fat side, and it can't be made into a close-fitting one, so Ling Qixi formulated a casual evening dress for her.

If there is anything in this world that is worth her hard work, it must be three lovely children!

"It's scary, Mommy, the customer who can wear this dress must be an elephant, right?" The little guy laughed out loud.

She seemed to be able to imagine the comical appearance of an elephant in a beautiful dress.

"Don't say that! Mommy's clothes are not for beautiful women. Clothes are mainly for flattering people, beautiful clothes can improve self-confidence! No matter how famous a designer is, he must also serve his customers. ”

Ling Qixi taught the child: "Mommy used to be ugly, and she was also ridiculed by many people...... If I hadn't met Master, I would have lived in ridicule for the rest of my life. ”

"I see." Xinbao said sensibly: "I'm not laughing, I just think it's funny." Mommy, I won't say that in the future. ”

The child just thought it was novel, and it didn't mean much sarcasm.

After hearing Mommy's analysis, the little one was a little more cautious.

"Good boy, go to bed early." Ling Qixi touched the child's fleshy little face, and couldn't bear to say, "Do you feel lonely when you sleep by yourself?" ”

The two little brothers, Mo Mo and Ci Xiu, can naturally live together as companions, and in comparison, Xinbao is much more lonely.

"Yes!" Xinbao said pitifully, "If only I could have another sister!" That way, I don't have to sleep alone. ”

"Sister, that's impossible, Mommy can buy you some dolls, and then dress them in beautiful cheongsam, and be your sister, okay?"

It is impossible for her to have a baby again in this life, and an experience that life is worse than death is enough.

"Oh?" Xinbao's little mouth became an O-shape, and he asked innocently: "Mommy, have you reconciled with Daddy?" ”

The little guy found that Mommy and Daddy have always had endless things to discuss recently, and they seem to be very intimate.

"Where?" Ling Qixi said helplessly: "What are you thinking in your little head?" ”

"Didn't you?" Xinbao touched his chin and said seriously: "But how did I dream that you and Daddy held a super grand wedding?"

I'm always accurate in my dreams, Mommy, you know? ”

"Think about it day and dream about it night! Go to sleep, you have everything in your dreams! Ling Qixi hugged the little one and walked to the children's room.