Madam is a Superstar

Baicha pinched the inspection sheet, a soft girl with a dull face, her sister Qingqing is going, going to be a mother?

"Why, Xiao Chacha, are you stupid?"

Xu Shen joked, after all, I still feel a lot of emotion in my heart, it is too fast,

Two months ago, his baby was still a red rose that bloomed independently and was beyond the reach of men.

"Sister Qingqing..."

Bai Cha ignored Xu Shen, put the list aside and moved the chair closer to Song Qing.

Carefully hugging Song Qing's waist, then lowered her head with twin ponytails.

Song Qing was taken aback for a moment, then fiddled with Chamei's twin ponytails amusedly,

Xu Shen couldn't bear to look straight at her and turned his eyes away, well, the silly third sister after falling in love with the little boy is completely hopeless.

Nine p.m,

The lights in the main building of the private manor are turned on and off, and the sky is filled with twinkling stars,

Song Qing, who was used to being undisciplined, was finally willing to take on the character that a high priest should have at this moment,

Huo Yu didn't step forward to disturb, and stood quietly four or five steps away with his hands in his trouser pockets,

Because of the black shirt, his straight and tall figure almost blended with the summer night in early August.

about seventeen minutes,

Song Qingcai left from the astronomical telescope, walked towards Huo Yu, embraced her waist and cuddled with her whole body,

Greedy makes her feel more at ease, and also greedy for the time when this man belongs to her alone,

"Nangong Yu, when did you like me? You obviously didn't like me before."

The ending is muffled, and the mood tends to be low.

"Why do you suddenly want to know this? Do you not want to go back, or do you regret loving me?"

Feather-like kisses fell on the white and delicate shoulders and neck, Huo Yu's voice was mellow and hoarse,

Song Qing was naturally very guilty when she was poked at the center, and she opened her mouth to deny it without confidence.

"It's nothing, Huo benefactor, don't think about it."

The conclusion she drew from watching the stars was the same as that of the old woman, and she didn't know if it was because she was pregnant with a powdered dumpling.

Unexpectedly, there was a feeling of shrinking back again. It was true that one child after another was born in the harem of the late emperor.

There are very few princes and princesses who survived and grew up smoothly, let alone the subsequent battle for the throne.

"Um?"

Huo Yu seems to be able to see through these eyes all the thoughts of the woman he loves, the eyes are deep,

Unexpectedly, the chin was lifted lightly, followed by a possessive and gentle kiss,

When she left, her delicate lips were bitten lightly for punishment, and her four eyes met Song Qing's beautiful eyes, which were still stained with three points of confusion,

Huo Yu's protruding and sexy Adam's apple slid up and down irresistibly, pulling him into his arms and kissing his hair to make a promise,

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you and our children, trust me, don't regret falling in love with me, and don't abandon me like you did in Dayuan."

"Song Qing, I'm also afraid, afraid that you don't want me."

The unknown and fragile side is unreserved,

Song Qing suddenly felt the boundless shame spread to the bottom of her heart, and hugged the tall and stalwart man tightly,

"Don't think about it, be good, the child should laugh at you, father."

Wearing flat shoes, she tiptoed slightly to bite Huo Yu's earlobe and whisper softly,

"How could you be so reluctant to let you go? Your Majesty, don't forget that Song Qing from the priest's hall was greedy for you when he was young. He finally succeeded, but he will eat you for a lifetime."

Because of this touching sentence, Song Qing was carried back to the room limply in Huo Yu's arms.

For no other reason,

Huo's and Song's deep kisses were too hot and long-lasting, and it was common for Song Qing to overflow with tears from the corners of her eyes.

The feather floor lamp in the room is soft, dreamy and at the same time the dim light urges people to fall asleep.

Huo Yu was taking a bath, while Song Qing was nestling on the sofa like a lazy cat without bones,

She hasn't said hello to the old house yet about her pregnancy, and has discussed with Huo Yu to go there tomorrow morning.

I wanted to make a phone call with my grandparents in the country, but I took a look at the time in the upper right corner of the screen and temporarily stopped thinking about it.

Song Qing supported his chin with one hand, while the other hand unconsciously caressed his flat belly,

According to Master's words, if you want to bring people from this other world back to Dayuan, you must use turbid air,

Now that she and Huo Benefactor have fans, she really needs to pay close attention to finding turbidity.

After all, no one can guarantee that the opportunity for the Nine Stars Lianzhu will not be advanced, and it is better to be well prepared.

…

next morning,

The black convoy drove into the winding mountain road, the fresh air and the occasional birdsong made people feel refreshed,

Song Qing leaned on Huo Yu's shoulder, looking at the beautiful scene outside the car window, she was still sleepy,

Especially the rustle of flipping through documents from time to time, and the upper and lower eyelids are constantly fighting.

"Didn't you say you weren't sleepy?"

Huo Yu naturally noticed the small movements of the woman beside him, and stretched out her palm with clear wrist bones,

Holding Song Qing's face, she pinched and teased lightly, and then was bitten unceremoniously in the next second.

A doting and helpless low laugh overflowed from his throat, with a warm voice of encouragement without hiding,

"It's too light. Qingqing doesn't like heavy things. If you want to bite, you don't have to show mercy to me. After all, in Qingqing's heart, I have rough skin and thick flesh."

Song Qing's face darkened successfully, and he looked at the partition board that had been raised early in the car, and heaved a sigh of relief, and stopped biting.

Instead, pinch Huo Yu's thigh through the suit pants. If she hadn't reached halfway up the mountain, she would even want to pluck her leg hair to relieve her hatred.

Early in the morning, I said something shameless and shameless, and the hands that thought of making trouble became more presumptuous. However, the bad thoughts of evil taste just got up,

Huo Yu firmly grasped his hand and interlocked his fingers, but he failed anyway.

Song Qing admired Huo Benefactor's perfect profile with sly eyes, and calmly waited for the man's reaction.

Huo Yu kept flipping through the documents, took the catkin and put it to his thin lips and kissed his shiny fingertips,

"Be quiet."

After one sentence, there is no more text,

Song Qing suddenly felt bored, but the last few traces of drowsiness were dispelled after such a fuss.

The convoy quickly stopped under the shade of the sycamore tree in the parking lot of the old house, and the door of the Lincoln car opened.

Before coming here, I hadn't greeted the old house in advance, so the scene when I entered the living room was unexpected for the couple.

Song Qing held Huo Yu's arm and stood there, staring at Miaoshui who was sitting opposite the old lady.

The expression on his face was indescribable, and he could never have imagined that the guest the butler was talking about would be Master.

"Master, do you know our family Qingqing...?"

The master and apprentice looked at each other for a while, Mrs. Huo easily noticed the subtlety,

Being in a wealthy family, it is inevitable to think too much. For the first time, the old lady became suspicious of the marriage between her eldest grandson and his daughter-in-law because of the birth date.

There are always people who better than you,

No matter how transparent Mrs. Huo's mind is, she can't beat Miaoshui who spent most of her life in the palace.

The old woman looked back calmly, shook her head and nodded mysteriously at the old lady with a smile,

"I don't recognize this face."

"However, I am familiar with this fate. Madam, I will tell you that everyone's fate is different.

Since I figured out that the horoscope of this child's birthday matches your grandson's, I must be able to recognize this child when I see it. "

Cloudy and foggy, mysterious and mysterious, preconceptions give people a sense of inscrutability.