President Daddy is super strong

The father son war was finally solved by Muqiqi's wit.

With a sigh of relief, she went to the kitchen, speechless.

After a period of orderly work, I finally prepared a big dinner.

The same to the dinner table, mu qipiao to the living room playing very lively father and son.

The man with a bad face, who is usually cold and can freeze people, is now playing cat with the little star.

And according to her observation, when little star put the Beanbag in the man's arms, he didn't have any excessive reaction, but stroked the soft hair of the Beanbag, and the corners of his mouth were very high.

Muqiqi can't help but doubt that this man's cleanliness addiction is true or not?

······After supper, Mu Qiqi saw Mo yanjue with the little star, and then he went into the room.

As a new employee, there are many places to learn, so she has to spend more time and energy in private.

And today manager Li talked to her and asked her to design five sets of the latest children's wear in three days.

Although she has always been confident in painting, she still faces some pressure in fashion design.

I don't know where I came from at that time. I really dare to raise my pen in front of so many colleagues. Fortunately, I got the approval of the manager. If the design was broken, it would be really embarrassing.

Grabbing the disorderly hair, she began to force herself to calm down, picked up the paintbrush on the table and began to sketch a little bit according to her own ideas.

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in the gap where the bedroom door is open.

A tall figure stood there.

The deep and boundless eyes fell on the straight back of the room, the flowing black, long, straight and soft were spread on the shoulders, the tight white T-shirt tightly wrapped her petite back, the loose Home Shorts were criticized by Mo yanjue, but it still did not affect this beautiful picture of quiet years.

After standing for a long time, he thought of Zhou Hua's report to him, "Miss Mu goes from the manor to the company to the three buses every day... She can't help but squinting.

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two designs make Muqiqi endure to 12 points.

Looking at the time, she put down her brush, stretched out her stiff and aching arm and neck, and stood up from the chair.

Fortunately, no matter how hard I worked, I finally finished two works, and I don't know if I can pass the test at the manager's place.

Dragging her tired body, she went to the bathroom for a hot bath, and then climbed into bed.

Maybe it's too tired. Maybe she's used to it these days. Tonight, she went to sleep easily, and the quality of her sleep is very good.

When I fell asleep at daybreak, I saw the soft and cute face of the little guy. The little meat hand was around her neck, close to her cheek.

"Mommy, are you awake?"

Muqiqi narrowed his eyes. After enough sleep, his complexion became different. He turned over comfortably and put his hand into his arms.

"Baby, why did you wake up so early?"

The little guy stroked her cheek with his little hand and said, "Mommy, it's almost eight o'clock now. Are you lucky to work hard, so you think it's too early to sleep?"

"What?" Muqi sat up for a while, flustered to find his mobile phone. The time on the screen of the mobile phone was five minutes and eight o'clock, and his eyes were almost falling out.

How could she sleep so hard that she didn't even hear the alarm clock?

Alarm clock?

Suddenly thinking of the alarm clock, Mu Qiqi turned around curiously. "Star baby, did you turn off the alarm clock of Mommy's mobile phone?"

"It's daddy. Daddy wants you to sleep more!"