Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

The competition had officially begun.

The host came on stage and announced the title of the competition, which was simple: to design a dress for their model partner.

Type of dress was up to the designers, but it had to bring out the model's temperament as well as their strengths.

Instead of just using the model as a hanger, as usual, regardless of whether the clothes match the model or not, they had to treat the model as a guest and design clothes for the model.

Linda's temperament, which Violet knew too well, she was lively.

Linda was a model, so naturally she had a good shape.

So to design a dress for Linda was easy for her.

With that thought, Violet smiled at Linda, then looked down and began to draw.

Pennie frowned slightly, and a sense of crisis surged in her heart, as she found that Violet drew so quickly.

She then tapped the studs in her ears.

Soon, a husky female voice came out of the studs.

The female voice was so low in volume that only Pennie could hear it, "Wait, I'll draw it for you right now."

When Pennie heard this, her tightly furrowed brow stretched out, the crisis in her heart was lifted, and looking at Violet, there was only provocation left in her eyes.

About an hour later, Violet finished drawing her design, which was a halter dress with a short front and trailing back.

This dress brought out both the feminisms of Linda and the cute side of her personality.

Linda's long legs would only be shown off by the trailing tail of her dress.

After that, it was a simple matter of making the dress out.

garments, but simply pieced together until they were similar to

walked towards the fabric section, ready to choose fabric

while striking up a conversation, "Miss Hunt,

was, of course, the group with the

room, and of course they all wanted to be in Group A. But it was not

was talented, so it was still unknown whether they

head slightly and smiled at Pennie, "I don't know, let's wait for the judges to

can be in Group A, because your talent

you said." Feeling the hostile

eyes went cold, but her face still maintained

the truth. Well, Miss Hamilton, there's no fabric

Violet walked towards the

about your talent in front of so many designers and saying that you can

wanted to enter Group A, and if Pennie said that Violet could enter,

hostile to Violet, and might even stitch her up in the

Linda's exasperated look with a smile, "Well, I'm not angry, so you don't be angry. I know

I just feel unhappy. You have not offended her,

know, maybe it's the animosity between the contestants, after all, all of designers are rivals to each other, and if

her just now, she looked at your back like she wanted to eat you. I'm getting chills down my back just

Violet wrinkled her

looked at you with hostility like you have killed her parents, otherwise why she looked at you like

her red lips and

was then that she realized that Pennie actually had

hell was

this what you want? The sign says it is silk, and you wrote it in your

looked like it was glowing and

is ok." Linda waved

fabric, and then went back to start cutting the fabric and making the

large room was buzzing with the

concentrated on making the skirt. She chose the simplest three-dimensional cut,