Dear, Love Me Gently

After a day's study, Lu Xiaoxin only learned one basic skill in makeup. She usually doesn't like makeup, let alone difficult makeup.

When she left the makeup artist, she received a call from Jason asking her to publicize the company's new design tomorrow. She is from the design department, which is the responsibility of her department.

It turns out that the British side is preparing to pave the way for the early stage of cooperation with Chu Mingyang, so that when new products are launched, they will be highly responsive.

The press conference is not uncommon. Lu Xiaoxin has done it several times before, just to publicize the company's new design.

In the company dormitory.

Mommy, are you ready for tomorrow's press conference? Little Naomi asked with milk in her milk, and her pink mouth sucked the juice very seriously.

What I didn't prepare for was just asking questions about new designs. Lu Xiaoxin continues to design drawings with a pencil.

That's good. A thief's smile flashed across the corner of the baby's mouth, and then he continued to suck the juice. No one knew what the little guy was thinking. He was very excited to think of returning home to find his father soon.

The next day.

Lu Xiaoxin, a famous interior designer, is surrounded by a group of reporters.

Clear eyes, but with no trace of charm. But I can't see it below my eyes. The red pimples on my face make people don't want to look directly at me.

The red pimple on her face was actually what she learned from her makeup yesterday. She just tried to see the effect. Unexpectedly, Jason was scared to almost hit the wall when he saw her early in the morning.

Lu Xiaoxin is very satisfied with his performance.

She can't change other parts. At least she can make red pimples on her face. Of course, red pimples are fake.

Jason knew that she was made up to do this. A heart finally fell to the ground, otherwise she couldn't accept it. Who could accept such a beautiful woman suddenly.

Affect vision.

Even though her face is full of pimples, her talent is still her pride in the eyes of these reporters. She is still the focus of the crowd. Her whole body radiates light, which comes from her proud talent.

In Britain, Lu Xiaoxin's company is the best one in interior design.

Miss Lu, where is the inspiration of your design?

To tell the truth, her inspiration came from being a sales lady in China. At that time, many customers always made trouble for her in order to bargain. After becoming an interior designer, she first thought of the difficulties of those customers. Some inspiration came from her son. Every family will have children, so interior design is very important.

Little normy. Asked where the inspiration came from, she opened her mouth and said her son's name.

Excuse me, who's little normy?

Lu Xiaoxin raised her finger and pointed to her son who was playing an electric toy leisurely not far away.

Hearing the speech, the people looked at it one after another. They saw a handsome boy not far away with a baseball cap. From the facial features under the cap, he was a very beautiful child. The small shape carved with jade was not stingy to be exposed in the sight of the people.

Little Naomi automatically ignored the surprised eyes, looked at the mommy surrounded by reporters with clear eyes and thought: Mommy, don't let me down.

He hopes that this interview can be spread to China. This time, Mommy company cooperates with a large domestic company. Such reports should be sent to China. Mommy is on TV. If Dad watches TV, he may recognize Mommy.

The only regret is that mommy had to vilify herself this morning and made some red pimples.

Unexpectedly, the inspiration of those excellent works comes from this child. It can be seen that this child is very unusual.

What's more, Lu Xiaoxin looks so ugly. Her son is so beautiful. He's a handsome boy.

Miss Lu, what do you think of that company in China? Is it true that your son is going home to find his father? The reporter asked.

Hearing the reporter's question, Lu Xiaoxin screamed, crying in her heart: son, don't play like this!

Looking for Dad?

What are you doing? Why?

Not far away, little Naomi naturally saw mommy's complaining eyes. He twisted his pink face and pretended to see nothing.

Thought: Mommy, don't look at the silver house with that poor look. The silver house has bad eyes and can't see so far!

Mommy, I just want to find out the man who made me and my sister.

Mommy, it's not easy for me to find out my father. This plan has been brewing for a long time.

Little Naomi blinked her cute eyes and looked forward to the slow performance of her carefully arranged plot.

Guys, I'm sorry it's my private business.

"Miss Lu, I heard you are not married yet. How can you have a son?"

"I refuse to answer questions that have nothing to do with my work."

"Can you interview your son?"

Shit!

Lu Xiaoxin turns to look at little Naomi. Come here, son.

Click, click

All the cameras and cameras are aimed at little NOMI. Naturally, he will not be frightened by this situation, because the purpose he followed today is to say something to the camera, so this is the moment he expected.

Little Naomi came to his mommy and called in the milk, Mommy.

"Son, don't talk nonsense. Think about it before you answer."

Seeing her son coming, Lu Xiaoxin whispered.

"Uh huh."

The little guy nodded cleverly.

"Excuse me, children, what's your name?"

"Lunomi."

"How old are you?"

"Five years old."

The little guy raised his hand and raised his bare finger.

"Can you take off your hat and show us?"

Hearing this question, Lu Xiaoxin was worried. Her son hated to be seen by outsiders. As soon as she wanted to stop, she heard her son speak.

"Yes."

Lu Xiaoxin was surprised to hear her son say yes.

"Son, you don't have to face yourself. You are free. No one can force you to do anything. There is a mommy."

Lu Xiaoxin looked at her son painfully.

"Mommy, it doesn't matter. I volunteered."

With that, the little guy took off his hat and faced the cameraman with a lovely smile on his face.

But when he took off his hat, everyone was shocked.

The child is a handsome boy with a hat. Why does he look like a

It's completely indescribable. In a word, it's strange. All the troubles grow against each other and grow upward.

Look carefully, his hair is not very thick. Is it caused by static electricity wearing a hat.

"Children, your hair style is very cool. Later, tell your mommy to buy you a hat made of cotton, so that there will be no static electricity."

"Thank you, aunt. My hair has always been like this. Mommy said I was fried."

The little guy finished and smiled.

"Ah?"

Many people were surprised.

"Aunt, can I say a few words?"

"Go ahead, please."

When little Naomi heard that he could talk, he tidied up his clothes and put his hands into his pants pockets. His posture was very handsome and cool.

"My home is in China, and so is my father. Daddy, we haven't seen it. If you see this report, if your hair is the same, if you love my mommy, please contact me. My phone number is... "