Madam is a Superstar

The next day, at twelve o'clock, there was a brief drizzle in the morning, the rain cleared up in a blink of an eye, and the midsummer sun reflected on the ginkgo trees of the hotel.

A gust of hot wind swept across, rustling the ginkgo leaves, and shaking the shadows of the trees on the ground.

"Om—"

The notification tone of WeChat vibrates, and the WeChat message that pops up is surprisingly sent by Huo Yu.

【We are here, Qingqing. 】

Song Qing put down the phone and exhaled to calm down the unreasonable tension, started the car,

The red Ferrari drove out of the hotel, and its slow speed betrayed the owner's mood in disguise.

A low-key black Porsche is parked on the road in front of the hotel, and the red body of Ferrari is already eye-catching.

As soon as they appeared in the car, everyone noticed that Mrs. Huo was dressed very plainly today.

When he saw the car, his fine-lined face showed joy, and he pushed Huo Yu, who was looking sideways,

"Not yet."

The car door opened, and the old lady looked at the back of her eldest grandson and shook her head. She had the nerve to keep this old man from her because she had such a trouble with Qingqing.

Why did this child go back more and more? The window of the car was slowly lowered, just as the door of the Ferrari was opened. Song Qing came out and looked at this side.

The old lady smiled and waved her hand to signal that she didn't need to come over, then turned her eyes away to look at Shen Bai who was driving in the front seat,

"Little Bai, let's go first."

You have to give the young couple some space. At this time, she, an old man, is not easy to get involved.

"Okay old lady."

Shen Bai deserved it, and his tone was full of lightness. The ghost knows how the group of them came here during the two days of cold war between the master and his wife.

The black Porsche left first, and soon three black cars followed behind the car at a distance.

Inside the Ferrari, there was a cool breeze, Song Qing sat in the passenger seat and felt unspeakably awkward.

While cursing herself for being worthless in her heart, the man's tall and proud body approached unexpectedly,

Song Qing's whole body became stiff for a moment, until the sound of the seat belt buckling could be clearly heard next to her ears, and the tense nerves gradually relaxed.

"Qingqing."

Huo Yu didn't just pull away and leave, Song Qing's beautiful eyes flickered slightly when she met her pitch-black eyes, she instinctively wanted to escape,

The fingers hanging by the side quietly tightened to endure, forcing myself to ignore the inexplicable discomfort in my heart, and responded,

"Um?"

Just, very cowardly, this is not the high priest's wanton and free and easy style.

The distance is too close, the clear ambergris and the light fragrance of iris are intertwined, and the handsome face is close at hand,

The bridge of the handsome nose tentatively rubbed across the tip of the woman's upturned nose, her Adam's apple slipped,

"Qingqing, is it okay?"

The man's cautiousness and this inquiry undoubtedly showed that he was consciously lowering his posture due to his discomfort.

Song Qing's heart was stung unavoidably, the uneasiness of seeing each other after the cold war disappeared, and she clasped Huo Yu's shoulder wordlessly,

"husband."

The soft red lips are addicted to the extremely gentle request, and under this gentle surface, there is a raging tsunami that has long been out of control.

Three minutes later, the Ferrari drove onto the road track, followed by the black team at a distance from the car behind.

Song Qing leaned her head on Huo Yu's shoulder to adjust her disordered breathing, and landed on the man's generous palm with interlocking fingers,

He squeezed restlessly to express his sorrow, which caused deep and magnetic laughter from the top of his head,

"Hey, I'm driving, don't make trouble."

Song Qing really didn't have the extra energy to make a fuss now, and turned her gaze to the passing scenery outside the car window,

There was a smile on the dazzlingly beautiful face, and something seemed to loosen a little at the tip of her heart, after all, she loved Huo Donor, didn't she?

…

In the village outside the mountain, in the evening,

The sky darkened, the clouds all over the sky were mottled and the mountain wind passed slowly, the temperature was finally not as hot as in the daytime,

On the way into the village, the old man Tian, ​​who herds sheep in the village, drove the flocks of sheep home.

At this time, a woman was eating with a bowl, and at the same time she came out of the kitchen in the small second-floor building and shouted at the old farmer driving the sheep,

"I said Lao Tian, ​​I didn't mean you, you really have to be optimistic about your sheep. My pumpkin seedlings were eaten by your sheep the day before yesterday.

Tell me about the young leaves that have just grown, don’t drink your two sips of wine while looking at the sheep every day,

Next time, don't blame me for calling my guy, catch your sheep and kill them and drink stewed mutton soup. "

The old field has kept sheep for decades to feed the children of the family, go to school and marry a wife. He is also famous in the village for his good temper and cheerful response.

"Okay, Miss Chunhua, I'm really sorry, my family is also planting pumpkin seedlings in the field,

If you don’t mind the trouble, you can move a few trees and plant them. If you don’t mind the trouble, wait for the pumpkins to ripen, and then come to my house and take some home to eat. "

"Go, go, who doesn't know that your family is famous for searching, who dares to come to your house to ask for something to eat, hey, there is a car behind you, return two cars, whose child is back, this is it."

Aunt Chunhua took a mouthful of the food in the bowl, while staring at the two cars driving into the village,

Not only Aunt Chunhua, but also a group of people eating with bowls under the century-old tree at the entrance of the village.

There are not many young people in the village, and it is usually very quiet when it is not a festival. Of course, when someone comes back, he wants to see it.

"Madam, let me tell you, the last time my master and I came here just in time..."

The black Porsche quickly drove behind the old field, the flocks of sheep were not so easy to drive,

Shen Bai was not in a hurry, instead of honking the horn, he happily talked to the old lady in the back seat about what happened in the village last time.

"Qingqing is still skilled?"

The old lady was quite surprised, and she became even more excited when she mentioned Shen Bai, "Yes! Old lady, let me tell you that what I just said is nothing,

Last time in the fighting arena in the dungeon, Mrs. was the one who was the most powerful, and she knocked down the yelling foreigner in two or three hits.

I always feel that my wife's skills are better than mine, maybe even on par with my master! "

The more the old lady listened, the more surprised she became, and the person behind the two Ferraris was sleeping soundly against the back of the car seat.

Song Qing tossed and turned all night last night without feeling sleepy. When it was dawn, she couldn't hold back her sleepiness and fell asleep.

Let the pre-booked alarm clock wake up near noon, check out and wait in the car after a simple wash.

Huo Yu looked at the small courtyard of the Song family not far away, and could vaguely see the two elders standing at the door looking over here,

Withdrawing his gaze, he gently stroked the cheek of the woman beside him with his fingertips, but he couldn't bear to wake him up no matter what.

The old field has been herding sheep for decades. Although the sheep are difficult to drive, they did not keep the two cars behind them waiting too long.

As soon as he looked back, he recognized that the strange red car in the back belonged to that Qing girl of the old Song family.

After thinking about it in my heart, I knew that the car in front should belong to the family that Miss Qing married.

Last night, old Song Ke told him that his in-laws were coming to visit, and the speed of herding sheep was faster.

You can't delay the personnel affairs, but Lao Song said that this time, his relatives came all the way from the capital,

I just want to come back and hold a banquet for the young couple, and treat the people in the village to a wedding and wedding candy.