Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Pennie held the pencil tightly, and the next moment, the pencil snapped, startling the designer next to her.

"What's wrong?" The designer asked.

The sound was not small and some people looked over.

That included Violet.

Violet narrowed her eyes and stared at Pennie, her red lips pursed up.

Could it be her?

Violet was unsure.

Although she and Pennie didn't have a big feud, Pennie obviously didn't treat her very well either.

If it was Phoebe, it made sense.

"Sorry, my pencil broke." Knowing that someone was watching her, Pennie apologized with an embarrassing smile.

The designer looked at her broken pen and didn't say anything, sort of accepting her apology.

The other designers averted their eyes.

Only Violet was left still staring at Pennie.

Pennie felt it, but pretended not to notice it. She took out a new pencil and sharpened it carefully, with a very calm look.

Violet still didn't see anything from Pennie's face, plus the competition had started, she couldn't afford to continue watching, so she turned her head back.

Pennie felt the disappearance of Violet's sight and sighed with a faint and unbearable relief, but in her heart, she was depressed.

It seemed that Violet was already suspecting her.

Pennie bit her lower lip, touched her earring and lowered her voice, "There's something that I want you to help me out with first, otherwise we won't be able to continue the game."

"Go ahead." A raspy voice came out of her earring stud.

Pennie looked around, covered her lips, and gave her order.

It was only when she heard the man say yes that she felt relieved.

a preliminary round,

atmosphere in the large competition avenue was

this round, twelve

be one of those

drew the design, made the dress, and then the model walked the runway

was different

it was

the

directly and literally, but one must understand what love was, and only when one understood

for designing a dress that was

some single designers who hadn't had

such a difficult theme." Calvin stood in front of the TV and rubbed his chin, analyzing

as he hugged the drowsy Ayra, "How do you

are all depressed and haven't moved their pens until now, that already says it."

you

reading criminal investigation books lately, and micro-expression analysis is

"Why do you want to

to be a criminal profiler in

top of the building, being the one

on, he suddenly understood that he was not his father's biological child and it was better not to have extravagant hopes for

darkened slightly as he looked at Calvin, seemingly

rubbed Calvin's head, "You're still

nodded and added, "Mommy won't be

his eyes

her, he was sure that this theme,

pondering what love was and looking for inspiration, Violet was

in her opinion, could be understood in

of adolescence, the boldness and passion of youth, the blandness of

age group and

same and was recognized worldwide, and that

love, but love

best understanding of

was finished. It was black and white,

Violet got up and went to

Everyone else was stunned.

some had only just painted, some were only

saw that Violet had finished painting, she was nervous for she had not begun to