Madam is a Superstar

The messages in the magic stick group are still being uploaded. Bai Cha, who usually likes to join in the fun, was especially quiet today. From the beginning to the end, not a single one came out.

Song Qing raised her eyebrows in surprise. Thinking of a possibility, she asked casually, "Honey, will Xiaobai have a day off tomorrow?"

"Um."

A kiss fell on the shoulder and neck as delicate as gel. Huo Yu was closing his eyes to rest, his eyelids covering his unfathomable sea-like eyes.

Song Qing understood. He simply typed a line and sent it to the group to exit without saying anything more.

I wanted to put my phone aside, but unexpectedly, another message popped up. It was from the Neptune kid.

[Sister, you are really a fortune teller! 】

[Sister, you asked me not to eat mushrooms. I told my grandma and my mother today.

I thought it was nothing at first, but now I find that your calculations are so accurate, you are like a prophet! 】

After two consecutive messages jumped over, when Song Qing tapped the first pinyin with her fingertips, two new ones jumped over.

[Then sister, my grandma wants to ask you for a fortune telling. 】

[Sister, since my grandpa passed away last year, my grandma has been feeling pain in her shoulders.

My mother took her to many hospitals to no avail. My grandmother kept thinking,

Is it because my grandpa hasn’t walked on her yet? Originally, my mother and I didn’t believe this.

But today I told my mother about the mushrooms. The most important thing is that my grandma wants to see you now.

She is watching eagerly next to me now, fearing that if you don't agree, she will be so sick that she won't be able to eat or sleep. 】

[Of course, sister, it’s okay if you don’t agree. It just became a hot search today. I understand that it’s on the cusp of the storm. I can just talk to my grandma. 】

Song Qing stared at the densely packed long paragraph in the middle, her eyelids inevitably twitching.

It’s not without reason that the kid Ukyo Tachibana is so quick to draw the sword, his fingertips are beating,

The Second Divine Stick of the Great Abyss [Don’t look at it, a person’s soul is destroyed when he dies. It’s not what you think. It’s just psychological effects. 】

As for shoulder pain…

Song Qing's fingertips paused for a moment before clicking, "I have a friend who may be able to help you with your grandma's shoulder pain. I can help you ask if necessary." 】

The friend she was referring to was none other than her sweet-eating master.

The old woman is not serious at all, but she knows a lot of things. A fortune teller and a martial arts scholar can use words to disguise herself and medicine can use poison...

She is not good at academics. Apart from being proficient in fortune telling and martial arts, she has only scratched the surface of other skills.

"cough."

Thinking of this, Song Qing felt a little ashamed for no reason. In fact, it was either because he was not good at studying or he was just lazy. He always wanted to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade.

"Qingqing is very concerned about his affairs?"

"What?"

Song Qing turned her eyes and saw the man's narrow, dark eyes, filled with obvious jealousy.

For a moment, the enchanting and dazzling mole of tears bloomed, and the tempting lips took the initiative to move forward,

The fiery kiss was long and lasting, and when it ended, Song Qing's eyes spread with a coquettish, soft blush.

Huo Yu looked at Song Qing in his arms with dark eyes, and his protruding Adam's apple slid up and down. It was impossible for him to remain calm in his arms with the woman he loved.

"Qingqing cares about me as a man."

The abstinence and hoarseness reached the extreme, but I just kissed the beautiful red lips,

There is no plan for the next move. There are some excesses at this stage that should be controlled.

"Well, my baby~"

"My darling, huh~"

The smile in Song Qing's beautiful eyes almost overflowed, and she kissed again. This kind of sweet and greasy life really made her want to stop.

The two of them had been soaking in the bath for a long time. Six minutes later, the couple came out wearing bathrobes.

The bedroom is very big, and the heavy rain is still falling outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window. The kid from Neptune has already replied,

【Sister, I want it! Sorry, sister! 】

Song Qing sent an OK gesture and exited, intending to send a message to the old lady to ask.

A glance at the time in the upper right corner showed it was past nine o'clock. I paused in the dialog box and hesitated whether to ask.

The old lady sent a message first, which was a colorful video and a voice message.

A bad premonition went straight to her head. She clicked on the voice and video. Her master did not disappoint her.

"Disciple, do you want to bring the Nangong child with you to meet Master? You two are not at odds, right?

You two young people can't enjoy life as much as my old lady. Look at these colorful lights.

Take a look at these little girls and boys, they are all pretty and juicy.

This is more fun than the brothel we have there, but the constant DJ playing is really noisy. "

After listening to a voice message, Song Qing's scalp felt numb and her temples ached sharply. She pressed the record button.

"Master, which bar are you in now? Did you go alone? Send us a seat and Ayu and I will pick you up?"

Huo Yu raised his eyebrows, played with the black curly hair stained with water vapor with his long and well-proportioned fingers, and patiently dried it slowly with a hair dryer.

It was just a few accidents, not to mention a lot of surprise. The old priest loved to play,

He likes to be exposed to some new and strange things, and he has long been accustomed to them.

"Buzz-"

"No, just pick up whatever you want and sleep well. Old lady, I'm not here alone.

I came here with that guy from Qingfeng. If he hadn’t told me that I didn’t know there was such a fun place,

Don't worry, that kid will send me back later. Anyone can be tricked.

As an old lady, I can't be fooled, that's all, oh, this sound is loud. "

It was recorded along with the old woman’s voice, and there are also some that are so explosive that they can make people’s ears ring over and over again:

"If I were DJ, would you love me...! Would you love me, would you love me...!"

Song Qing: "..."

The song was so magical that Song Qing even forgot the purpose of finding the little old lady in the first place.

…

The next day, as the time for fish belly to turn white approached, the heavy rain all night gradually stopped.

We slept early last night. The couple woke up at 6:30 in the morning. After a while, they simply washed up and went downstairs to eat.

It was almost half past eight when we officially left the house. After a night of heavy rain,

The entire mountain forest has taken on a new look, exuding vitality under the light golden morning light.

The arrogantly colored fire-red Ferrari is particularly eye-catching in a parking space filled with almost all black cars.

Song Qing was in a very good mood. She got into the driving position and started the car, feeling the long-lost roar of the engine.

I soon discovered some changes in the car. Many places showed signs of being modified and replaced.

It is a higher level than the equipment Xu Shen gave her before. The most important feature is probably the bulletproof glass.

The safety index is greatly improved. Of course, if the vehicle speed is not limited to a certain range,

Song Qing will be happier. Fortunately, the restrictions are acceptable, so overall he is still in a good mood.

"Sir, my wife's car has been modified according to your wishes. The safety has been greatly improved. The inside of the car..."

Ayou was giving detailed explanations, while Huo Yu, who was standing tall and straight with his back to the morning light,

His eyes were always on the woman holding the steering wheel in the driver's seat, with a beautiful face and wanton expressions on her eyebrows.