my sister is a supermodel

Roca immediately changed his words, "Very beautiful!"

"Yes, it looks good and the design is very creative, especially the design of this fat kangaroo pocket, which is perfect."

Miranda exclaimed.

Roca nodded again, "That's what I think."

"Hmph, do you know what is good or not? You don't know anything. How could you think the same as me?"

Miranda rolled his eyes at him.

"What you said is very reasonable, can't I give you a thumbs up?"

Rocca laughed.

"Hmph, Roca, you are going to be a father too, don't be so thick-skinned, okay? If the baby is like you, how do you tell him to grow up?"

"Why can't you be a human being like me?"

Roca said angrily.

"Enough of you guys!"

Kate took the thread and sewed a few stitches on the overalls, glanced at the two of them and said, "Every time you are together, you quarrel and quarrel, and the quarrel gives me a headache."

Lima smiled, touched her belly and said, "The baby was sleeping just now, and you woke me up all of a sudden, and he was still kicking my belly. When he is born in the future, he will definitely make you sleepless."

Miranda stuck out the tip of her tongue, leaned over to help tidy up the clothes, and said while tidying up, "Baby, I'm sorry, it's all your father's fault, your father is a bad guy."

"Ah~"

Lima suddenly called out.

"what happened?"

Kate quickly helped her sit down.

"The little guy kicked me again"

Lima smiled lightly.

"Miranda, you said that his father is not good, the little guy is angry."

Kate laughed.

"I don't think so, the little guy must be trying to beat the bad guy, what a good baby!"

Miranda nodded Lima's belly and smiled.

Roca shook his head, and reached out to touch Lima's belly. The little guy was only seven months old, and he moved quite vigorously.

"Lima, what about the design of these maternity clothes?"

Kate asked.

"What's the matter, are you going to do a maternity series?"

Lima laughed.

"Yes, I have this idea. I hope that through this series, I can help pregnant mothers become fashionable. Fashion is everywhere. What do you think?"

Kate asked.

"I agree that pregnant women are a special group, a time-limited identity, and we must create unlimited fashion in this short period of time."

Miranda said, shaking her fist.

Lima nodded and smiled, "That's right!"

"Rocca, what do you think? Tell the truth!"

Kate asked.

Roca twitched the corner of her mouth, "If you're pregnant, you can stay at home quietly and raise your baby. What are you doing in such a fashionable dress?"

"..."

Each of the three gave him a blank stare.

"Kate, you shouldn't ask him. For a person like him who has no sense of fashion, it's useless to ask."

Miranda said with the corner of her mouth curled up.

"It's not in vain!"

Kate smiled lightly and said confidently, "We all know that Rocca is a person who doesn't understand fashion, so this kind of person is collectively called old stubborn. This kind of person's vision runs counter to fashion, so the design Rocca likes must not be fashionable... "

"Haha, I understand. The design that Roca doesn't like must be fashionable enough, right?"

Miranda clapped her hands and laughed.

"That's right, that's what it means. Before Roca spoke just now, I was worried that he would say that this set of designs is very good. If he said this, I would immediately throw away all the designs. Fortunately, he objected!"

"Haha~"

Lima and Miranda couldn't stop laughing.

Roca's face turned black again, so black that it smoked, "Stop laughing," he said while touching Lima's belly, "Laughing too much is not good for children."

"No, scientific research shows that a child born in a family full of laughter will definitely be a cheerful and lively little guy when he grows up."

Miranda said.

"My child will definitely be a cheerful and lively teenager in the future. Does it need to be said?"

"narcissism!"

While chatting, the sky gradually darkened. Roca walked into the study with his work documents and checked some information for tomorrow's interview.

After tidying up, he sent another email to Britney, chatted about the recent situation, greeted her body, and talked a lot.

Clicked send, waited for a while, but there was still no response, he sighed softly, got up and prepared to leave.

ding dong~

There was an extra unread email in the mailbox, it was Britney's email, and Roca was very excited. In the past few months, he wrote seventy or eighty emails, and he wrote every time he had free time, but Britney kept no reply.

Finally replied today.