Chapter 2015： Extra twins

Chapter 2015 Extraordinary Twins

"Okay, Brother Gungun." My sister laughed aside while holding a bowl.

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

Lu Heting couldn't help laughing.

Subei also laughed and fell into his arms.

Subei put down his chopsticks, and Lu Heting put them down, "You guys, eat slowly."

"What about you?" Lu Gecheng asked.

"Accompany Subei." Lu Heting took Subei's hand and walked to the balcony. The two of them looked at the sky side by side, cuddling each other.

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

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

Every day will be like today.

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

His story will be focused on him, so there will not be much mention of Lu Heting and Subei.

But no matter what, Lu Heting and Subei, both in their own world and story dimension, are very fulfilled, and they will always live happily in the future, with one heart and one mind for each other, and will never leave. )

Five years ago, Su Zhuoqian was 23 years old.

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

Lu Heting had children after getting married.

And he, before getting married, has two children.

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

The other child is more like him, reluctant to use a nickname, and always uses a big name.

The four-year-old Xiaobao's biggest daily activity is to find mommy for herself.

Kyoto.

Shihao Hotel.

At night, the Roman chandeliers decorated with crystals illuminate the hall as bright as day.

The young women in evening gowns with fragrant temples and evening gowns are always going back and forth, as if waiting for important banquets.

Qiao Weiyang walked in in a very simple dress, walking in a hurry.

"Mummy!"

Suddenly, a soft and cute voice pierced into his ears, making Qiao Weiyangqing's indifferent face a trace of doubt.

With his eyes down, a small soft face came into his sight.

The little milk bag who didn't know where it came from hugged Qiao Weiyang's legs and looked at her with blinking eyes, so cute that the tip of his heart softened involuntarily.

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

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

"No, you are my mommy! Mommy!" Xiao Nianbao clung to Qiao Weiyang's leg tightly, and leaned up relyingly.

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

Don't talk about outsiders, even people familiar with it can hardly hide the disgust on their faces when they see this.

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

"Mommy hug!" Xiao Nianbao opened her arms and fell 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 swore a vow to never want Mommy.

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

A few hours ago...

Shihao Hotel.

It was the hottest time in the afternoon, but the door was overcrowded.

Hundreds of gorgeously dressed and delicate women lined up in two teams, waiting to enter the arena in turn.

"Everyone first remove makeup!"

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

Immediately someone held their face in horror and said, "No, how can you see people after removing your makeup?"

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

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

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

Their styling and makeup have been selected and compared by professionals several times before finally confirming that they are the most suitable for them.

No one wants to conquer the young master in one fell swoop tonight, marry Su Zhuoqian, the head of the Su family, and become his wife.

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

For many years, no woman had ever appeared beside him, she was a complete insulator of the opposite sex.

Four years ago, the appearance of the young master sparked discussion and speculation by countless people, but no one knew where the young master came from, who was his biological mother, and what the circumstances were.

However, no one cares about this. To be able to see Su Zhuoqian in person tonight is already a dream of countless people.

If Su Zhuoqian can take a look, or even be selected, it will be the pinnacle of life...

Now, want them to remove all the 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 directly in after you have removed your makeup."

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

Despite reluctance, everyone picked up the lotion and started to remove makeup.

Inner hall.

A little boy of short stature, dressed in a well-fitting British suit, very elite, with a high-cold aura faintly visible between his eyebrows and eyes.

However, a round, red face dilutes his noble and glamorous.

In front of him is a giant screen monitor.

But obviously, he was lack of interest, propped his forehead with one hand, playing with the high-level Rubik's Cube in his hand.

"Xiaobao, look, this one is pretty, and it's pleasing to the eye after removing the makeup, hey, that's not bad, it's pretty smooth!" Lu Mingjue pointed to the big screen.

Lu Mingjue, the son of Lu Weijian and Huacuo, did not inherit the skill and high coldness of Huacuo, but learned the essence of Lu Weijian's escape when he was young.

Facing the flowers and plants in front of him, he looked more enthusiastically than Xiaobao.

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

"Little ancestor, can't you take a serious look?"

Lu Mingjue also had a husky in his heart, and he couldn't go out on the big weekend, he had to guard this little nephew to choose a mummy.

In order for him to choose the right person, Xiaobao's grandmother and the current old wife of the Lu family, Han Qingwan, can't wait to find all the women of the right age in the city, and move them to Xiaobao to show him.

But Xiaobao didn't want to choose at all, so he had to help control the process.

This caused 10,000 points of damage to single dogs.

(End of this chapter)