Madam is a Superstar

It was still early, so after breakfast, the two of them could hang out for a while, but Song Qing was serious about the word moderation.

bedroom,

Song Qing was putting on makeup slowly, and she had not yet changed out of the nightgown she wore last night.

The black curly hair is tied up randomly, forming a strong contrast with the large expanse of snow-white and delicate skin.

She found something very interesting. Compared with the nightgowns in the room of the old house,

The length of the nightgown here is particularly short, especially the recently purchased one, so Donor Huo is really sultry.

"Buzz——"

The mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated. It belonged to Huo Yu. Song Qing looked away and spoke without looking back,

"Honey, your phone is ringing."

Hurry up and pick it up, maybe it’s another multi-million order?

Huo Yu was shaving in the bathroom. When he got close, the ambergris on his body was refreshing and smelled good.

The warm kiss fell on the shoulder and neck, and there was a little itch in the numbness. Song Qing's hand applying the lip gloss almost smeared to the corners of her mouth when she shook, she was so cute,

"Don't make trouble, go pick it up quickly."

The voice is seductive and sultry.

I successfully saw the man's Adam's apple rolling in the mirror, and his charming red lips evoked a smile.

The long eyelashes are lowered, hiding the cunning and cunning in a pair of beautiful eyes. Is this, moderation?

The ringtone of the mobile phone was still ringing, and the man who was usually mature and steady showed a rare hint of impatience.

Striding over, the name of the caller ID came into view. Huo Yu's slender fingers paused for just a moment and slid towards the reject button.

"Um?"

Song Qing was surprised, but he had no intention of interfering. He simply packed up and stood up.

When the man took him into his arms, he clearly felt an indescribable reaction, and his eyes were raised deeply.

"Donor Huo, you are not good."

Song Qing patted Huo Yu's hard chest with her slender fingers, her cold fingertips going all the way down.

He caressed it very slowly, and unexpectedly heard a beguiling muffled sound. He raised his eyes with satisfaction,

Putting his hands on his shoulders and pushing him away, he stepped back calmly and steadily in slippers to distance himself.

Under the gaze of sea-like black eyes, he showed a vindictive and enchanting smile,

"Honey, be good and be in control."

The voice was extremely dull, and there was no hint of all kinds of emotions that were contained in the coquettish voice just now.

downstairs,

Shen Bai stood in the living room waiting with the car keys. Aunt Wu arranged the roses and came down from the second floor. She was very puzzled when she saw it and greeted her enthusiastically,

"You kid, don't you usually sit and wait? Why are you still standing today? It's okay to sit. I change the sofa cushions every three days.

The husband and wife only sit on the sofa in the middle. It doesn't matter, the children. Standing is so tiring and the legs tend to get sore. "

Besides, both Mr. and Mrs. are easy to talk to, so why worry about these things.

"No, aunt, I just need to stand today."

Shen Bai felt indescribable sadness and uneasiness in his heart. He asked his wife to stabilize him yesterday and he hasn't found them yet.

He thought this was a good thing, but he found that they were all wrong. They became more and more uneasy if he didn't find them.

It's like having someone put a gun to your head and threatening you, but you still don't pull the trigger or put it down, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

If I had known this, it would be better to die early and be born early. I would at least be able to sleep peacefully with confidence.

"you……"

There was movement on the stairs, and Huo Yu's figure appeared in their sight. The man with broad shoulders and long legs quickly went downstairs.

"Let's go."

After saying that, Shen Bai walked out first, and Shen Bai quickly followed the clean and delicate face, which was even more sad.

I originally thought that after one night, my anger would subside a little.

Now it seems that my father's anger has not subsided but has become even greater. I wonder if I can still watch the rising sun with my little ancestor tomorrow.

"This kid."

"My husband is really busy, and he doesn't have much time to spend with his wife. The same goes for Ayou. Alas, it's all about making money."

Aunt Wu looked at the backs of the two young people drifting away, shook her head and sighed,

It’s not strange at all not to see Song Qing. Madam usually gets up late, but she got up so early today.

After breakfast, I definitely have to go back and take a nap, and I can’t waste time standing around.

She had to hurry up and make some nutritious soup while it was still early, and then send it to her daughter-in-law to work.

"I don't know if Madam likes the ones I buy from ordinary supermarkets. Let's stew a little more and see if Madam drinks it. If not, I can drink it myself."

Aunt Wu walked into the kitchen and got busy, murmuring a few words to herself, and soon humming a tune again.

The black and solemn convoy drove smoothly on the mountain road. Shen Bai controlled the steering wheel and occasionally glanced at the rearview mirror.

I don’t know how many times during this period, when I see my father thinking about something, he will unconsciously rub his thumb.

He felt an indescribable weirdness. He remembered that Master Mingming had never had this habit before.

It seems that the first time I saw him act like this was after I picked up my wife from the countryside...

"Buzz——"

A sudden sound made Shen Bai, who was stuck in his own thoughts, shake his hand holding the steering wheel.

The person in the back seat could easily catch the tiny movements. Huo Yu's dark eyes narrowed slightly.

The two people's eyes met through the rearview mirror, and their thin lips lightly opened and uttered two very faint words:

"concentrate."

"Okay, Master."

Shen Bai hurriedly responded, wishing he could slap himself in the face for having the guts to think of anything else before Madam's business was finished yesterday.

You dare to make more mistakes at this time, because you think the salary deduction is not enough.

Huo Yu withdrew his gaze, reached out and picked up the vibrating screen, turned on his phone and opened it. It was a WeChat message sent by Song Qing.

Madam [Husband, are you okay? Whether it's broken or not, I just remembered that it seems like it will break if you men hold it in. 】

Attached is an open-eyes-make-me-can emoticon.

Huo Yu's three-dimensional eyebrows beat uncontrollably, regretting that he let the woman go so easily with just one kiss.

He tapped the buttons with his fingertips and quickly replied to Song Qing. Then he put away his phone and called the person in charge.

"Go back to the old house and inform them there to take Qiao Peng back with them."

Shen Bai agreed, his heart suddenly stuck in his throat. He wanted to let the old lady know what he did to Miss Qian Ge.

It seems that I have no intention of retaining any affection this time. Miss Qiange and Qiao Peng are going to be sanctioned. Can they be far behind?

There's not much else. Anyway, I'm thick-skinned. Mainly, I don't know how much my salary will be deducted this time, and I have to support my wife...

private estate,

Song Qing was lying on the soft big bed, staring at the two words Huo Yu sent over and wondering what they meant.

SY【Skin, huh? 】

It was very short, so she should be able to understand it, but she always felt that the word "um" at the end had a profound meaning.

So is Donor Huo angry or not, and is he bad or not?

The woman's intuition told her not to pursue this topic any further. She glanced outside at the dazzling sunlight that was starting to hit just after seven o'clock.

I plan to go for a swim next door, and no longer insist on teasing Donor Huo’s green fingers to leap,

Dayuan’s No. 1 Magic Stick【I’m wrong about my husband, huh~】

I dare you next time~