Madam is a Superstar

Song Qing looked at Huo Yu, who was walking towards her leisurely, stopped and did not move forward any further. The man's strong arms embraced his waist.

"Let's go home."

…

A few minutes later,

The black and solemn motorcade left the racecourse and drove smoothly and smoothly back to the private estate.

The air-conditioning in the Lincoln car is filled with ambergris, and the refreshing smell is refreshing.

Song Qing took the mineral water that the man handed him and unscrewed the bottle cap, and asked what he wanted to ask,

"Why did you come here with Pei Jinnian?"

Huo Yu unscrewed the cap of the second bottle of mineral water, turned his head and looked at Song Qing beside him for a while.

The unscrewed water was not drunk, and the arm wearing the watch raised its palm to drag the woman's face.

The rough thumb pad gently rubbed the delicate chin,

"He just came over to talk to me about something."

"Song Qing, don't pay attention to what those irrelevant people say, it's not worth it."

Song Qing didn't speak, her lips pursed silently and she met the man's eyes.

The partition between the back seat and the front seat in the car allows Ayou to press the up button as early as when the car is started.

Neither of them spoke, and the air gradually became very quiet. The emotional entanglement and contact of two lifetimes,

Huo Yu thought he knew his beloved woman better than anyone else. His eyebrows were drawn up and then relaxed without leaving any trace.

"Song Qing, there is no misfortune. The fate of my wife here is true. You are the only one who is fine. To me, you are my luck."

"There's no need to be unhappy about it, there's no need, huh?"

"Pfft."

Song Qing didn't suppress the smile that kept rising at the corners of her mouth. She tightened the bottle cap and put it aside.

He opened his arms to hug the confused and slightly startled man, with his charming face resting on his broad shoulders.

The hand around Huo Yu's waist tightened again and again. Even after this, it still felt not enough.

I wish I could just blend into each other like this, one after another sweet words between husband and wife,

"I'm not unhappy. On the contrary, I'm very happy now because of you Nangong Yu."

"Why would I care about those irrelevant people? I will only care about you and wonder if you will be the same again now that you have recovered your memory.

Because I was causing trouble outside, they ignored me and gave me a cold face, but I think this possibility is unlikely.

Because you won’t give me a cold look now, you will only pick me up and spank me, am I right? "

Just thinking about it, I can picture that scene and pinch Huo Yu's ears unceremoniously.

Without giving the man a chance to answer, Song Qing's flaming red lips pressed against the man's ear and breathed out like orchid, and the charming king's lazy voice touched the heartstrings.

"Nangong Yu, I love you, very much."

She said this to Huo Donor who was born in this other world, but she never said it to Nangong Yu.

Whether it was Benefactor Huo or Nangong Yu, she thought they had been poisoned to the bone and there was no cure.

Don't care about the fact that he kept himself in the dark, and deliberately didn't ask when exactly he had the memory.

The opportunity for the Nine Stars Link is still unknown, and she doesn't want to waste any of his time.

"Song Qing."

Huo Yu's voice was hoarse, and his body was extremely stiff due to the excessive shock. He suppressed the huge waves in his heart caused by the woman's words,

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Such a reaction was expected. Song Qing followed the example of a person who usually has big cats,

Bury your face in the man's neck and rub it randomly, and don't forget to take a deep breath of the source of life.

"Of course I know. Is the Emperor still deaf?"

With a tender and tender smile at the end, he bit Huo Yu's shoulder maliciously and rebelliously.

"Your Majesty, do you want to hear it again? If so, I can tell you a few more times while I'm in a good mood."

Song Qing regretted it within a few minutes of saying these words. Until the Lincoln stopped at the private estate,

Her throat was freed. She said it so many times that her throat was burning and smoking.

After getting off the car, under the astonished gazes of Ayou and others, he drank most of the bottle of mineral water in one breath.

"Buzz——"

Song Qing walked into the living room, and the cell phone that was placed in Huo Yu's suit trouser pocket vibrated and rang with an incoming call. It was Bai Cha.

"Hey baby, are you home yet?"

Song Qing answered the call and walked to the stairs. She went up to take a shower to get rid of her bad luck and changed her clothes.

Bai Cha came back with them and they didn't get in the same car. They were in different places and parted ways halfway.

Considering that Xiao Chacha was in a low mood and should not drive, she asked the bodyguard to drive her back.

Bai Cha on the other side of the call replied, and the two chatted for a few more words before the call ended.

The bathroom of the master bedroom on the second floor soon started to feel foggy, and Song Qing didn't know how to take a cold shower in the summer.

I thought Huo Yu went upstairs with her because he still had something to say to her or a long kiss or something.

"hehe."

Song Qing looked at Huo Yu, who was also in the bathroom, and gave a very emotionless and perfunctory laugh.

Obviously she still underestimated how shameless this bitch could be.

Fifteen minutes later, the two of them walked out of the bathroom filled with the scent of shower gel.

A long and passionate kiss may be late, but it will never be absent.

After the kiss ended, Song Qing skillfully adjusted her slightly disordered breathing while she refused to open the business in a high-sounding manner.

"That's it, hubby. It's daytime now, so it's not appropriate."

Huo Yuben didn't think about that. He placed a kiss on the woman's forehead and pulled away.

The phone that happened to be on the bedside table rang with an incoming call. I walked over and picked up the phone to answer it.

I left the group to go to the racecourse during working hours, so I can imagine that I would not be idle.

Song Qing sat down on one of the lazy sofas in the room and slowly began to wipe her hair.

She didn't have much patience for drying her hair, and her ideas ran out after a few seconds.

Click on WeChat to find the old lady who loves sweets. When the French manicure comes into contact with the lit screen, there is inevitably a slight movement.

The Second Magic Stick of Dayuan [Master, are you sure that I am simply having bad luck today and not a bloody disaster? 】

"Buzz-"

Miaoshui replied quickly, [Old lady, didn't I figure out that you can escape? Besides,

There must be some small accidents and excitements in life. Otherwise, it would be smooth sailing. Without some challenges, it would be boring, right? 】

Small accident?

A little thrill?

Song Qing twitched her red lips. It was really unnecessary to do things like today. Just as he was about to retort, the dialog box popped up again.

Old lady who loves sweets [You kid, don’t always think about lying down and being a salted fish. Before Nangong ascended the throne, you only thought about relying on me.

After Nangong ascended the throne, you leaned against his big tree to enjoy the shade. How could you do this without making progress?

It's a shame that you still can't figure out why that kid from Nangong wants to fight for the throne. How can he let you do whatever you want if he doesn't fight for that position? 】

It's a very long paragraph. If it were normal, Miaoshui would definitely send a voice note directly, but not this time. The intention is self-evident.

The old lady finally hoped that the relationship between the two children would make some progress, but she had to add fuel to the fire quickly.

Song Qing paused at the fingertips that turned on the screen and froze.