Chapter 1036 Tigress

Lu Jueyun looked at Su Zixuan's homework, and Su Mixue's face flashed in his mind for no reason. He even began to wonder whether he rushed to Bishui Qingyuan like this for her, or just because he was worried about Su Zixuan and Su Zixuan. Su Zimo.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Lu Jueyun couldn't help but shudder.

For that tigress?

What an international joke.

It seems that I have been too tired recently, so tired that my brain is starting to have uncontrollable thoughts.

Lu Jueyun shook his head to get rid of the strange thoughts in his mind. He withdrew his mind and continued to stare at Su Zixuan's homework book.

*

When Su Mi Xue finished styling Meng Changxin, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

"OK, perfect!" He Ziqing stared at Meng Changxin's face and joked. "With this hairstyle and this makeup, I felt pity for her little appearance. I couldn't help but want to hold her in my arms and love her. This is the real Bailian."

"Fuck you!" Meng Changxin pushed He Ziqing away, but suddenly had some other thoughts in her heart. The sexy look last time failed to attract Mu Jianhua's attention. Next time, if she wants to change to the look of an innocent and soft girl, maybe he will How about this one?

"Oops. Zixuan and Zimo are still waiting for me downstairs." Su Mixue looked at her watch, put down the makeup brush in her hand, and said to He Ziqing, "Ziqing, if you have anything to add, you can discuss it with Sister Xin. Record it, and remember to take some photos by the way, we will study the details tomorrow, I will go downstairs first."

"Go, go." He Ziqing pushed Su Mixue out, "Don't let Zixuan Zimo wait too long."

"Yeah." Su Mixue didn't say much, turned around and hurried downstairs.

Su Zixuan and Su Zimo were not in the living room. On the coffee table in the living room, there was a row of uneaten pastries.

Looking at the packaging bag, Su Mixue knew that Lu Jueyun must have been here.

Su Mixue walked to the coffee table. Su Zixuan and Su Zimo's homework books were neatly arranged. She picked up the notebooks and looked through them. Su Zimo didn't care. Su Zixuan also completed the homework obediently.

It seems that Lu Jueyun is indeed good at disciplining children and is a qualified nanny.

As soon as the word "daddy" popped into Su Mi Xue's mind, Su Mi Xue immediately forced herself to stop the terrible association.

Even if Lu Jueyun can make his children happy, it has nothing to do with him.

She took a deep breath, put down her notebook, and strode towards the bedroom.

There was no sign of Lu Jueyun in the bedroom. Su Zixuan and Su Zimo were already asleep. There was a copy of "The Count of Monte Cristo" on the bedside table.

The day for the awards will come soon.

Lu Jueyun took Su Zixuan and Su Zimo to sit on the sofa in the living room and watch the live broadcast.

"Look! The camera flashed past again just now, and I saw Mommy and Grandma Meng!" Every time the camera flashed across the auditorium, Su Zixuan would quickly find Su Mixue and Meng Changxin in the crowd.

She and Su Zimo didn't care whether Liu Qingqing won the award. What they cared about was Su Mixue in the camera.

"Mommy's makeup is too light today, and the clothes she wears are also plain. Grandma Meng next to her is dressed more prettier than her." Su Zixuan's words almost made Lu Jueyun spit out a mouthful of juice.

Meng Changxin is cute and pretty, what the hell is this description?

Su Zimo rolled her eyes at Su Zixuan: "What do you know? This is called a sense of luxury!"

"Tch! I'm too lazy to explain to you, an ungirly woman." Su Zixuan did not agree with Su Zimo's aesthetics. She grabbed a piece of seaweed from the snack plate on the coffee table and stuffed it into her mouth, and continued to capture Su Zimo in the live video. Michelle's figure.

"Best Style Award! Liu Qingqing!" The sweet voice of the host came from the video, and then Su Zixuan saw Liu Qingqing in a white dress slowly walking towards the award podium.

Huh, if it wasn't for Mommy's credit, how could she win the award? Su Zixuan drooped her mouth and said to Lu Jueyun unhappily: "Uncle Jueyun, this award is not fair. Since it is a styling award, then it should be done." It’s only fitting that the person who styled it comes on stage to receive the award.”

Lu Jueyun touched Su Zixuan's head: "It's different in front of and behind the scenes, but no one can take away your mother's credit."

Sure enough, the live broadcast was full of comments praising the stylist.

"Oh my God, what kind of fairy stylist is this? Liu Qingqing's style is so beautiful."

"Didn't you notice that Liu Qingqing's style today and her general attack style are completely different? As expected, a beauty is a beauty, she can attack or receive, she can move forward or back."

"I suspect someone is driving upstairs, but I have no evidence."

"I don't know if there is a car upstairs, but she said something wrong. This is obviously the credit of the stylist. An excellent stylist can not only make you full of energy, but also make you look smaller in seconds. White Rabbit.”

“The world owes me a stylist!”

"Please post on the stylist's Weibo, I want to be your apprentice!"

Su Zixuan looked at the content of the barrage and slowly raised her drooping mouth. The barrage was full of comments praising mommy. Although Liu Qingqing won the award, the honor did belong to her mommy!

"Uncle Jueyun, have you figured out how to celebrate mommy?" Su Zixuan suddenly turned to look at Lu Jueyun, "How about we have a party at home?"

"Yeah! Zixuan's suggestion is good!" Lu Jueyun sat up straight and called his assistant to arrange the party.

*

Award ceremony.

The host is still continuing, and other newcomer awards and popularity awards are slowly coming out.

Liu Qingqing kept an awkward but polite smile on her face, but she began to care about it in her heart.

She has won many awards, big and small, but this is the first time she has won the so-called Best Look Award. Although she is the winner, anyone with a discerning eye knows that the actual beneficiary is Su Mixue behind her. .

If it were someone else, that would be fine. She is not a stingy person. It is not that she does not understand that the honor of the team is actually the honor of the individual. A good team and a good stylist are also bonus points for her worth, but that person It was Su Mi Xue, and she always felt a little unexplainable unhappiness in her heart.

"Tick tock."

The phone vibrated, and Liu Qingqing swiped her finger on the screen. It was a text message from Meng Changxin.

"We won't go to the celebration party. You have a good time."

Not going to the celebration party? Could it be that Lu Jueyun was celebrating Su Mixue alone?

Thinking of this possibility, Liu Qingqing's eyes dimmed and she quickly replied to Meng Changxin: "No, today's award belongs to all of us. If you don't go, then I won't go either. Where are you going to celebrate? Don't leave me behind."

Meng Changxin was stunned for a moment after receiving Liu Qingqing's text message.

To be honest, they don't have much contact with Liu Qingqing in private. After all, they haven't gotten to know her well enough yet, but with everything said, it really doesn't look good to leave her alone.

She thought for a while and replied to Liu Qingqing: "Then you come back to Bishui Qingyuan with us for a drink?"

Liu Qingqing looked at the WeChat message sent by Meng Changxin with a genuine expression on her face. After she quickly replied with a "good word", she put her phone back on the table.