The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

Chapter 840 New Year’s Eve

As soon as Hua Wan returned home, she completely took over all the affairs in the villa.

Cheng Yuan rushed directly to Chu Luo's room, "Am I that bad at what I did? I think I did pretty well!"

"Wanwan has been talking about me for two days."

"It felt like I couldn't do anything right in her mouth."

"Chu Luo, tell me, did I really do a bad job?"

Hua Wan also came in later. She held her mobile phone in one hand and put one hand on her hip. She glared at Cheng Yuan angrily, "You didn't care about the private messages in Miss's account at all."

Cheng Yuan: "Those private messages are either thanking or flattering and attentive. Do you need to care about them?"

"This is work, you can't ignore it." Hua Wan was angry.

The two glared at each other, and then turned to look at Chu Luo who was standing next to them.

"Chu Luo, tell me, do you want to take care of these private messages?"

"Miss, you judge!"

Chu Luo: "..."

She blinked, "Huo Xiaoming is here, I'll go down and take a look."

Before the two of them could recover, Chu Luo quickly walked around them and went downstairs.

She had just arrived downstairs when Huo Xiaoming came in with a designer and two bodyguards behind him pushing a pile of clothes.

"How did you know I was coming?" Huo Xiaoming looked at Chu Luo waiting in the living room with some confusion.

Chu Luo: "Forget it."

Huo Xiaoming: "...when do you think I will come?"

His black eyes flashed slightly, and when he looked at Chu Luo, there was a slight smile and shock.

It turned out that she was waiting for him to come to her.

"No, Hua Wan and Cheng Yuan came to me for comment, but I couldn't comment. I calculated in my mind whether there was any way to escape, until you came."

Huo Xiaoming's expression froze for a moment, then he couldn't help but smile.

This is Chu Luo.

He motioned to the designer and a pile of clothes behind him, "These are the clothes made from the drawings Miaomiao gave to the designer before."

The designer is communicating with Song Miaomiao.

"Kid, you are really talented! When you grow up, do you want to be a fashion designer? I can introduce you to a teacher now!"

Song Miaomiao looked at the rows of rainbow-colored clothes with bright eyes. She did not answer the designer's words, but ran to the designed clothes, "So beautiful!"

The designer followed, "Yes, yes! The clothes you designed are all very unique. I only changed the size and size a little bit, but nothing else was changed. They look so good."

"New Chinese-style clothing can be so... colorful!"

She looked at Song Miaomiao with warm eyes.

lovely!

sensible!

Still smart!

It seems to be stolen back!

Ahhhhh!

The designer shouted in his heart, his eyes even more excited.

"No! Our Miaomiao cannot be stolen!" A voice suddenly came.

The designer turned his head suddenly and saw Cheng Yuan who had come to him at some point, "Miss Cheng! I..."

"You spoke your mind."

"..." The designer smiled awkwardly.

Cheng Yuan walked over, picked up Song Miaomiao who was on the ground, and raised his eyebrows at the designer proudly, "Our Miaomiao is cutest for the first time in the world, the most beautiful in the world, and the smartest in the world!"

"No one can match the wonderfulness of our family!"

"No one can try to steal Miaomiao from our family."

The designer looked even more embarrassed.

Cheng Yuan hugged Song Miaomiao and was very excited, "Miaomiao, you are so awesome! The clothes you designed are so beautiful!"

"Even if you are so young and have never studied design, you are still super awesome!"

&nnbsp; Song Miaomiao's small hands circled Cheng Yuan's neck, and she rubbed Cheng Yuan's cheek, "Sister Yuanyuan, I'm not sad or sad."

Cheng Yuan touched her hair and said, "Let's look at the clothes! Such beautiful clothes must be worn by us who are equally beautiful!"

"Quick, quick, call everyone to come and collect New Year's clothes."

She urged Hua Wan.

Hua Wan glanced at Chu Luo, and after Chu Luo nodded, he called everyone.

The first people to arrive were Sun Yajing and Hong Yin.

As soon as Sun Yajing rushed in, she rushed over and hugged Song Miaomiao, "Ahhh! Miaomiao, you are really the cutest little girl in the world. I didn't expect that you could still think of me when you design clothes!"

"What kind of angel are you?"

Hong Yin walked to Jing Jiayan's side, tilted her head slightly, and asked softly, "How was your Demon King Contest?"

Jing Jiayan made an OK gesture and said, "Everything goes well."

"Where's Jiuzen?"

"in class!"

"Where's Hu Xiaoli?"

"Going out to work."

Hongyin looked at Jing Jiayan.

Jing Jiayan's eyes immediately widened, "What's that look in your face? I'm not too lazy to do anything, I'm also doing something right! I...I..."

Hong Yin snorted coldly, "Life is so good! There were people in Jingtai Temple who helped you practice before, but now that you are out, there are people who support you for free!"

Demons compete with demons, which makes demons angry to death!

While Jing Jiayan was enjoying herself here, he had to follow Sun Yajing around and live broadcast all day long.

Bitter life!

Jing Jiayan snorted and dragged Hong Yin to the garden to fight.

The living room was very lively.

Chu Luo sat on the sofa in the corner of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the lively scene in front of him with warm eyes.

"I originally wanted to invite you to my house for New Year's Eve dinner." Huo Xiaoming sat on the armrest of the sofa. He put one hand on the backrest and looked at the lively scene with Chu Luo.

"But forget it."

Chu Luo looked sideways at him.

"I'll call my parents to come over for New Year's Eve dinner!" Huo Xiaoming lowered his head and chuckled, "We will bring our own cook and ingredients."

Chu Luo hummed.

The smile in Huo Xiaoming's eyes deepened, "Has the Chu family contacted you?"

Chu Luo nodded, "Brother called me and asked me if I wanted to go back? I refused, so he didn't ask any more questions."

She leaned on the back of the sofa, her vision a little empty, "Actually, my fate with the Chu family ended a long time ago."

She had already died in the swimming pool.

It’s okay to hate!

Love is also good!

It’s good to look forward to it!

As early as a hundred years of practicing in another world, it has become very light.

Chu Luo blinked, "Time can make everything become... unimportant."

As soon as she finished speaking, a hand fell on her shoulder.

Chu Luo looked at Huo Xiaoming in confusion, and saw that his brows were heavy and his handsome eyebrows were furrowed, "I can't practice..."

Chu Luo nodded.

Huo Xiaoming: "So I will die earlier than you."

Chu Luo: "..."

Huo Xiaoming: "Are you implying to me that if I die in the future, you will forget me for a long time?"

Chu Luo opened her pink lips slightly and blinked, "I..."

"With our current relationship, how many years after my death will you completely forget about me?"

Chu Luo: "That's not what I meant, I wanted to say..."

Huo Xiaoming: "How many years! With our current relationship, can you remember ten years after my death?"