Madam is a Superstar

"Me, sister?"

Song Qing pressed the off button to light up the screen for a while, and gave an introduction after a little hesitation.

"Snapped--!"

Baicha could clearly hear the sound of her heart breaking into glass shards, how could this be so,

Last night when my brother-in-law asked me if I was an obedient girlfriend, Sister Qingqing just said yes,

Sister Qingqing has never been introduced to others. If she is her younger sister,

Whoa whoa whoa! !

Bai Cha was crying loudly in his heart, looking at Song Haohao and Song Qing,

Biting the lip of Cherry's small mouth, tears flickered in her eyes, as if Song Haohao bullied her,

And it was as if she had been greatly wronged, Qi Qi Ai Ai didn't dare to say that she would cry in the next second.

"Sister, what's wrong with you, your friend?"

Maybe it's because he has never seen someone who can say red-eyed than himself, Song Haohao was stunned,

I always feel that such a scene seems familiar, as if it has happened often before.

Song Qing's eyelids twitched, noticing that the clerks in the store were looking at them from time to time, and tiredly picked up the small bag and stood up.

five minutes later,

The three of them appeared in the coffee shop on the first floor of the shopping mall. People with good looks and outstanding temperament will be a beautiful scenery wherever they go.

Not to mention the three beauties with different temperaments, the moment they walked into the coffee shop, they had already attracted countless eyes.

"Look at what I'm doing, aren't I thirsty?"

The latter sentence was said by looking at Bai Cha, Xiao Chacha's pouting cherry mouth now,

Visually, there is nothing wrong with hanging the oil pot. Song Qing leaned back and took a sip of the iced Americano.

The straight long legs overlap casually, feeling the cold air in the store filled with the aroma of coffee,

Only then did I feel a little helpless in my heart, and I raised my beautiful eyes and glanced at the lady sitting upright,

Song Haohao, who was sipping Mocha coffee, raised his brows in puzzlement,

White tea is a jealous little vinegar essence, so why is this cheap little sister following her?

Is there a saying that green tea and white flowers are mutually exclusive?

"snort!"

Song Qing: "..."

"Sister Qingqing, why do you look at her and not me? Don't they look better than her?"

Bai Cha was so angry that her ponytails began to dangle up and down, and she bulged her cheeks in the ice American style.

Xiang Song gave a disdainful and hostile look to Song Haohao, and drank mocha,

The taste is different from what they like to drink, and she even wants to rob sister Qingqing from her!

"Sister, she is so fierce."

Song took a good look at the white tea, and when he said this to Song Qing, his long eyelashes drooped sadly.

"I didn't mean to disturb your shopping. It's Dad's birthday in a few days. I'm here to pick up the watch customized for Dad."

"Sister, does your friend dislike me? Then, shall I go?"

What a familiar white flower quotation.

The small flame in the white tea's heart burst into flames in an instant, and he let go of the coffee spoon with a vicious sneer in his heart,

Sister, I'm afraid you don't know that the little white flower who is weak and unable to take care of herself is out of date these days!

Bai Cha cleared his throat, completely ignoring Song Qing's expression of stopping in moderation, and began to smell the tea,

"Let's go, you should go."

"I don't know who yelled at me before, picking on sister Qingqing of our family every day, unlike me who has always been gentle and cute to sister Qingqing,

Yes, I am fierce, I am fierce, I can protect sister Qingqing, can you? Can't, hum~"

"Om—"

The mobile phones of the three are all placed on the table, and the one that lights up is Song Qing's mobile phone caller ID husband~

Song Qing glanced at the two who had quieted down by coincidence, and raised the corners of her eyes. Sure enough, she couldn't live without Huo Benefactor, right?

the phone is connected,

"husband."

"Why call me at this time, are you done?"

Changing from her careless laziness, her voice is so soft and seductive, and her smile is as bright and eye-catching as a delicate flower in midsummer.

White Tea: "..."

Song Haohao: "..."

The time is approaching eleven o'clock at noon, and after taking the sticky white tea back to the community to pick up the car and leave,

Song Qing drove straight to the royal restaurant to pick up the meal, and the Ferrari drove into the underground parking garage of the Huo Group headquarters.

The car door opened, and Song Qing walked towards the president's exclusive elevator as usual, carrying the packed lunch and stepping on stilettos.

The nude manicure has been removed at the nail shop, and no new manicures have been done, only maintenance,

Doing manicures is the same as what Huo Shizhu said to her last night, too often is not good,

I reached out to press the elevator button only to find that the elevator was descending, so I raised my eyebrows unexpectedly.

"Ding-"

The elevator doors open,

Three people, old lady Huo Yuhuo and Wen Qiange, Huo Yu and Wen Qiange supported the old lady's hand from left to right,

This scene that fell into Song Qing's eyes was a bit of an eyesore for no reason. It seemed that her coming to deliver lunch to Huo benefactor was superfluous.

"Qingqing, are you bringing lunch to A Yu?"

The three of them were all taken aback when they saw Song Qing. The first to speak was Mrs. Huo, who had lived most of her life.

Even though Song Qing still had a slight smile on her face, the old lady knew that the eldest daughter-in-law would feel uncomfortable about this matter today.

"Well, grandma, why are you here? Have you eaten, do you want to eat more?"

Song Qing looked away from Wen Qiange, smiled at the old lady who walked out of the elevator,

I didn't go to see Huo Yu, it was annoying to be honest, she just wanted to be in this different world before returning to Da Yuan,

Why is it so difficult to have a vigorous romance with the dog man quietly?

"No need, Qiange and I ate before we came over. Grandma saw that you packed two servings and you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

The old lady didn't wait for an answer, she took Song Qing's hand and let Huo Yu hold it, touching the man's warm palm,

Song Qing subconsciously repulsed and wanted to pull away due to her temperament, but her generous palm was tightly wrapped and she couldn't break free.

"Qingqing, A Yu hasn't eaten yet, you young couple, hurry up and eat, I have Qiange here, don't worry about me."

How could the old lady not see it, she sighed in her heart and blamed herself for being too reckless in caring about her granddaughter,

He didn't tell A Yu in advance when he came, and he shouldn't have brought Qiange along.

"Ayu, you and Ms. Song can go up to eat, don't worry grandma has me here."

Wen Qiange uttered a voice, her words and deeds were decent and generous, and Miss Song in the words made the old lady frown slightly,

But the love for the granddaughter in my heart is also true, and I only feel disappointed with the smiling granddaughter.

It seems that the child Qian Ge didn't listen to a single word of what she said all these days.

Huo Yu and Song Qing didn't go up first, but kept watching the Huo family's car leave the underground garage and disappear out of sight.

Before Song Qing had time to show any temper, Huo Yu hugged her body while she was in the air.

Still holding the packed lunch from the imperial court, the empty hand grabbed the man's shoulder instinctively,

"Huo Yu!"

He gritted his teeth with two words, but it was useless to a man who could not be blamed. Under the ambergris cage with his proud and muscular body,

Kissing the soft red lips flatteringly, and slapping the woman's buttocks very lightly with the big palm with well-defined bones,

"Don't be angry, it's not worth it."

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The update is like this [around 9:00]

The base is 4,000 a day, and it will not be interrupted unless there is something urgent.

From time to time, it will be 6,000 (this thing mainly depends on inspiration)

It's a waste of your money to forcefully write it out, and I'm also worried about it, so I can't do it.

(except for big recommendations)

[This thing came without inspiration, and I had to forcefully squeeze out the inspiration. The aftereffect is a serious loss of vitality. 】

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