Madam is a Superstar

wedding?

Song Qing was stunned for a moment, she really never thought about the wedding, and never thought about it. In the beginning, she married Huo Benefactor mainly to extend her life.

Now that she is busy doing love and sex with Master Huo, the superficial rituals are not that important.

"Grandma, there is no rush for the wedding."

A sentence in a steady voice relieves the brief silence of the atmosphere,

Huo Ran's attention was withdrawn from Huo Yu's muscular arm, suspicious in his heart,

Why does the elder brother say that he is not in a hurry? He can understand if the child is not in a hurry. After all, the eldest brother and sister-in-law have not been together for a long time.

There is nothing wrong with wanting to live more than the two-person world. How can the wedding be rushed? Doesn't the elder brother want to give the elder sister-in-law a title.

"Ayu."

The old lady's tone became a little more serious, and it was rare for her to show her dissatisfaction with her beloved grandson.

Looking worriedly at Song Qing, she was afraid that the child would feel uncomfortable hearing it. There is no woman in this world who does not desire to have a complete wedding with the one she loves.

"us……"

The small bowl full of de-shelled shrimp was pushed in front of him, Song Qing's sly eyes lit up, and she saw a man's three-dimensional profile from the side.

"Grandma, we haven't decided whether to choose a traditional wedding or a Western wedding. When Qingqing and I make a decision in the evening,

It's not too late to talk about this matter tomorrow, let's eat first, Qingqing said she was hungry on the way back. "

The disapproval on the old lady's face disappeared in an instant because of this sentence, and she was replaced by a kind and satisfied smile.

"Okay, eat first, eat first, Qingqing, eat more, it must be very boring to be with A Yu in the company, right?

A Yu, you give Qingqing your secondary card, how can you let your wife accompany you to work all day. "

How could it be possible that Song Qing couldn't understand the secret behind the old lady's hints?

Eyebrows raised slightly, Huo benefactor's secondary card? It doesn't matter whether there is any card in her name, she is greedy for the body of Huo Benefactor.

After 6 o'clock, the sky is not completely dark in the summer evening,

The back garden of the old house is very large, and the gardener takes care of it every day to make the green plants and flowers flourish.

"Sister, look, Huahua~"

"The stars are for you to wear."

What the star holds in his hand is a jasmine flower, white and small petals and flower buds alternate with each other, filled with a faint fragrance,

The little guy has changed out of Ultraman's attire and is wearing casual overalls with a round neck T-shirt.

A soft and waxy face, clear and bright eyes smiling, revealing two cute little canine teeth.

"OK."

Song Qing readily agreed, squatting down so that the little guy can reach it, who can bear to refuse the little cutie's request,

"Sister, don't move."

Xing Xing clumsily stood on tiptoe, pinning the jasmine with a few green leaves on Song Qing's long hair,

"Okay! My sister is even more beautiful~"

Xing Xing happily clapped his little hands, very satisfied with his masterpiece, Song Qing pinched the little guy's cheek lightly,

"Thank you Star."

"No thanks, sister, Xing Xingma is also very beautiful~"

When mentioning Qingrou, the little guy smiled, full of dependence and love for his mother,

Before she could speak again, Xing Xing twisted her body and ran towards the old lady and the servant, her milk voice soft and waxy,

"Zuzu, the stars still need flowers, so give it to Mama~"

Song Qing's heart softened, she stood up straight, and the scene she spied last time unexpectedly appeared in her mind,

Sitting in the gilded dragon chair, Nangong Yu hugged the powdered dumpling, caressing his flat belly with his hand like a ghost,

If you have a baby,

It seems that it is not impossible...

"What is Qingqing thinking?"

Huo Yu hugged Song Qing into his arms from behind, and kissed the delicate skin of her shoulders and neck, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes,

"Um?"

Song Qing turned around and embraced the man's strong and narrow waist, took a deep breath of the emperor's dragon breath, and when she raised her eyes again, the dazzling tear moles at the end of her eyes rippling away,

"I didn't think about anything, I was just greedy for the body of the benefactor."

It's impossible in this different world. If you go back to Dayuan, it wouldn't be too much for a high priest with a career to steal a dragon species, right?

Huo Ran, who came out one step later, turned his steps forward, touched his nose awkwardly, and went back to the living room to watch TV.

I give my sister-in-law a thumbs up in my heart, she really knows how to play and flirt, she is both a benefactor and a greedy body, cow!

At nine o'clock, the old house was quiet, and the bedroom on the far right on the second floor was lit with soft lights.

"Crack."

The misty bathroom door opened, and Song Qing wore a light pink short low-cut nightdress with slits on the skirt.

Showing off her white and straight long legs, her waist-length wavy black hair was half-dried after wiping, and scattered wantonly to her waist,

The fabric is comfortable, cool and breathable, except for the somewhat girlish color, Song Qing still likes it in general,

"husband?"

Huo Yu's tall and tall figure stood in front of the window with one hand in his pocket to answer the phone. Hearing the sound and looking over, his narrow, dark eyes narrowed shallowly.

There was a distance of eight or nine steps between the two, Song Qing leaned on the door frame of the bathroom with her shoulders, her posture was lazy yet charming,

"The itinerary may not match, try, just like this, hang up."

At the end of the conversation, Huo Yu put the phone in his trouser pocket, walked towards Song Qing with strides,

Unexpectedly, the man hugged her body horizontally, Song Qing's lazily hanging calves swayed willfully, and the slippers fell to the ground.

"Benefactor Huo, you haven't taken a shower yet."

Her fingers were long and lustrous, and she was playing with the gold-edged buttons on the neckline of her shirt, her soft red lips were slightly pursed,

Attracting the man's deep and mellow indulgent low smile, the rough fingertips lifted the woman's chin, and pitifully pecked at the tender lips,

"Qingqing be obedient, it will be soon."

After saying that, he withdrew and left, and the bathroom door closed softly in a short while.

Song Qing turned over and lay on her side, her soft and boneless arms supported her graceful figure, under the soft light of the bedroom,

A face of a demon queen who is disastrous to the country and the people, her beautiful eyes are flickering wantonly, and her red lips are lightly raised with great interest,

"soon?"

"Benefactor Huo is really informal."

Ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and when the eyes of the two passionately met, it was destined to be a long night without sleep.

…

The sky shimmers,

Song Qing was so tired that she turned over, and drowsiness swept over her. If she didn't sleep, her body would protest against her master.

"Qingqing."

Huo Yu's awe-inspiring and three-dimensional eyebrows were full of helplessness, and he stretched out his arms to pull the woman back into his arms, causing the drowsy Song Qing to frown dissatisfiedly,

Tired and sleepy, he simply didn't bother to care, the hand under the thin quilt raised in a daze, and patted the man's buttocks,

"Sleep, don't make trouble."

Huo Benefactor is really getting more and more able to toss, she shouldn't, it stands to reason that she has internal strength and should be able to resist it.

Huo Yujian's stalwart body froze because of the unexpected movement of the woman in his arms,

Instead, he rested his cold and hard jaw against the lightly scented hair of the iris flower, and sighed helplessly,

"How can you be so noisy, huh? Song Qing."

Song Qing heard this sentence before she fell asleep completely, and wrote it down in a small notebook with vengeance in her heart:

Dog man, he won't recognize anyone when he's full for the second time, don't call Qingqing call Song Qing, heh, man!