Chapter 2015 Extra Story Twins

"Okay, goon brother." The younger sister smiled while holding the bowl.

"Lu Xinyue!" Lu Gecheng stuffed a piece of spareribs into his sister's mouth.

Lu Heting couldn't help laughing.

Subei also fell into his arms with a smile.

Su Bei put down his chopsticks, and Lu Heting put them down, "you guys, eat slowly."

"What about you?" Lu Gecheng asked.

"Accompany Su Bei." Lu Heting took Su Bei's hand and walked to the balcony. The two looked at the sky side by side and cuddled with each other.

The three children who were accustomed to eating dog food made a sour expression and continued to eat with a smile.

The years are quiet, and every day is like yesterday, peaceful and happy.

Every day must be like today.

(Next, I will write the story of Dabao growing up. Dabao's name is Su Zhuoqian, and he is also a proper overbearing president.

His story will be written on him, and there won't be much mention of Lu Heting and Su Bei.

But no matter what, Lu Heting and Su Bei are very complete in their own world and story dimension, and they will always live happily in the future. )

Five years ago, Su Zhuoqian was twenty-three years old.

After he had an accident, two boys were left at home.

Lu Heting had a child after getting married.

And he, before getting married, has two children.

Su Zhuoqian's nickname is Dabao, so one of the children continued his nickname, called Xiaobao.

The other child is more like him, not willing to use a nickname, always using a big name.

Four-year-old Xiaobao, the biggest daily activity is to find a mommy for himself.

Kyoto.

Shihao Hotel.

At night, crystal-embellished Roman chandeliers illuminate the hall as bright as day.

Young women with fragrant hair on the temples and in evening dresses, come and go like clouds, as if waiting to attend an important banquet.

Qiao Weiyang walked in in a very simple dress and walked in a hurry.

"Mummy!"

Suddenly, a soft and cute voice got into his ears, causing a trace of doubt on Qiao Weiyang's cold and indifferent face.

Lowering his eyes, a small soft face entered his line of sight.

The little nipple who got out of nowhere hugged Qiao Weiyang's leg, and looked at her with blinking eyes, so cute that the apex of her heart softened involuntarily.

Qiao Weiyang was stunned, thinking of his own child four years ago.

She bent down, and on her cold face, a rare gentleness and patience appeared: "You have recognized the wrong person. I will take you to find your mommy."

"No, you are my mummy! Mummy!" The little milk bag hugged Qiao Weiyang's leg tightly and leaned up.

Tonight, because Qiao Weiyang met clients at work, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, her face was specially made up to make her look old and ugly.

Don't talk about outsiders, even people who are familiar with them usually can't hide the disgust on their faces when they see this picture.

This little milk bag hugged her thighs and refused to let go.

"Mummy hug!" The little milk bag opened her arms and leaned on her.

What Qiao Weiyang didn't know was that the soft and cute little bun in front of him was just a little devil who had sworn a poisonous oath that he would never want Mommy.

When he saw her for the first time, he realized that he needed Mommy very much, very much!

A few hours ago...

Shihao Hotel.

It was the hottest time in the afternoon, but the door was full of people.

Hundreds of gorgeously dressed and delicately made-up women lined up in two teams, waiting to enter the arena one by one.

"Everyone remove their makeup first!"

The person in charge standing at the door waved his hand, and hundreds of bottles of lotion were brought over.

Immediately, someone held their faces in horror and said: "No, how can you see people after you take off your makeup?"

Tonight, it is an important dinner for the 4-year-old young master of the Su family to select mommy. All the invited are rich and wealthy ladies.

The person who received the invitation, even though he knew that he was running for the election was just a "stepmother", he did not complain at all.

On the contrary, those who got the invitations were left after several primary elections, which itself symbolized the supreme glory of being initially recognized.

Their shapes and makeup are finally confirmed after several screenings and comparisons by professionals, and they are the most suitable for them.

No one wants to conquer the young master tonight, marry Su Zhuoqian, the ruler of the Su family, and become the young lady of the Su family.

Su Zhuoqian, the most famous man in Kyoto, this name represents the top power and unparalleled dignity.

Over the years, no woman has ever appeared by his side, and he is a complete insulator of the opposite sex.

Four years ago, the appearance of the young master caused countless discussions and speculations, but no one knew where the young master came from, who his biological mother was, and what was the specific situation.

However, no one cares about this. To be able to see Su Zhuoqian with his own eyes tonight is already the extravagant dream of countless people.

If you can be seen by Su Zhuoqian, or even selected, it will be the pinnacle of life...

Now, want them to remove all their delicate and flawless makeup?

"Young master doesn't like the smell of cosmetics." The person in charge said in a serious tone, "You can go in directly after removing your makeup."

As for those who do not remove makeup, unfortunately, they have been eliminated at the door.

Although reluctantly, everyone picked up the lotion and began to remove makeup.

Inner hall.

A little boy with a small stature, dressed in a fitted British suit, very elite, with a cold air faintly visible between his eyebrows.

However, a round, red face dilutes his nobility and coldness.

In front of him is a giant screen monitor.

But obviously, he lacked interest, propped his forehead with one hand, and played with the high-level Rubik's cube in his hand.

"Little Treasure, look, this one is pretty, and it looks pleasing to the eye after taking off the makeup, hey, that one is not bad, it's pretty neat!" Lu Mingjue pointed at the big screen.

Lu Mingjue, the son of Lu Weijian and Hua Cuo, did not inherit Hua Cuo's ability and coldness, but learned the essence of Lu Weijian's escape when he was young.

Facing the flowers and plants in front of him, he was more interested than Xiaobao.

"You need to improve your aesthetics." Xiaobao lifted his eyelids and glanced casually.

"Little Ancestor, can't you take a serious look at it?"

Lu Mingjue was also getting tired of the husky in his heart. He couldn't go out on the big weekend to have fun, so he had to guard this little nephew to choose what mommy.

In order to allow him to choose someone he likes, Han Qingwan, Xiaobao's great-grandmother and the current old lady of the Lu family, could not wait to find all the women of the right age in the city and move them all to Xiaobao to show him.

But Xiaobao didn't have the heart to choose at all, and he had to help control the process.

This simply caused 10,000 damage to the single dog.