Madam is a Superstar

After the call ended, Song Qing's hair was almost wiped to a semi-dry state.

Huo Yu picked up the hair dryer placed aside and patiently dried the waterfall-like curls.

Then he stretched out his hand to take the person into his arms, his chiseled chin resting lightly on the delicate skin of his shoulder and neck.

I was greedy for the faint fragrance of iris that seemed to be there, and my big palm caressed Song Qing's lower abdomen,

She seemed to be able to feel the child's presence, and she had no intention of moving away for a long time.

"Did you find anything?"

Song Qing asked questions knowingly while turning the pages, her voice still stained with the carelessness after taking a bath.

Huo Yu's teasing words resulted in a kiss on the shoulder and neck, arousing a slight warmth and tingling.

"Why don't you let me and my family mention that we also want to have a Chinese wedding?"

Not long after discussing the wedding with the old lady, other people drove back one after another.

It’s not easy to come back from various places. I have to stay at home for at least two days before leaving.

What's more, there are group matters to be handed over this time, and everyone will inevitably have one or two comments about the wedding. After all, we are a family.

"Just get one. I never thought that there are so many things to prepare for one.

The Chinese-style weddings in Zuohua Country are similar to ours in Dayuan. It would be easy to hold them again when we go back..."

Song Qing's words stopped here, she closed the book and turned around to face the man surrounding her.

"Nangong Yu, how are you going to explain that the child in my belly is yours after you go back?"

Going back must be to the time before this man was struck by that lightning. No matter whether the pink dumpling comes out or not,

It’s hard to explain to the world that it would be fine if she doesn’t stay with this man after she goes back.

She can stop everyone in Youyou by giving any reason. No matter what, she is also a priest of the Great Abyss.

Not everyone can discuss her daughter, and she has nothing to do with outsiders and can't hinder their affairs.

It's different with Nangong Yu. Fan Tuanzi is the emperor's heir. You can imagine what the ministers who are concerned with the emperor's heir will do.

"No need to explain, Dayuan Priest Song Qing can only be pregnant with the child of Dayuan Emperor Nangong Yu."

Huo Yu's eyes were deep, and he raised Song Qing's chin with his long and well-proportioned fingers and kissed it lovingly.

While swearing to have absolute sovereignty in a tone that cannot be criticized, his strong possessiveness is self-evident.

Even Sen Han, who was rising vaguely with his disciples, was obviously unable to hear the slightest hint that Song Qing was not his Nangong Yu's woman.

"Let's talk about business."

Song Qing rejected Huo Yu's desire to continue the deep kiss. She pushed her broad shoulders away with her slender hands and patted them, signaling to be more serious.

A mellow and magnetic laughter escaped from Huo Yu's throat. The ferocious carnivore lion in the grassland was not as obedient as usual this time.

The tall and majestic body leaned forward, and the female who was close to him spread her warm breath in her ears, and every word came out from her thin lips,

"Don't worry about this, Song Qing, everyone in the world knows that I love you."

"Otherwise, do you think your mother is teaching you how to win a man's heart because she is too busy in her old age, huh?"

Song Qing: "..." Could it be, isn't it?

at the same time,

In a villa area far away from the bustling area in the center of Beijing, in a three-story bungalow,

Bai Cha couldn't sleep, so she lay on the extra large pink princess bed and rolled back and forth.

Ten paces away, Naanbian lay lazily in the same pink luxury doghouse.

A husky has a silly face, indicating that it cannot understand the owner's confusing behavior.

"well."

Bai Cha finally stopped rolling, lay flat on his back, looked at the ceiling, and let out a long sigh.

The soft girl Loli's face was indescribably dejected, her cherry blossom-colored mouth was pouted into a pot.

"Sure enough, you are smiling with your parents during the day, but you still can't help but cry at night?"

"Woof."

Naan Bing gave a loud bark in order to prevent the owner from talking too coldly.

Bai Cha glanced in the direction of the naan cakes and saw that the silly dog ​​at home started wagging his tail happily at him.

The corner of his mouth twitched, he picked up the mobile phone thrown on the bed and walked to the sofa in his slippers.

"Woof woof."

As soon as Bai Cha crossed her legs and sat down, Naan Bian came over. Although he didn't jump on the sofa properly, he looked obviously eager to try.

"No, did you see that? That's your sofa. Sit on your own sofa."

Bai Chazhi pointed to the dog-specific sofa on the right, but Naan Bing didn't buy it.

However, he didn’t insist on being squeezed together with the owner, and obediently squatted down beside the white tea sofa.

Then he raised his head and looked at Bai Cha eagerly. His intention to beg for praise was obvious.

Bai Cha sighed again, and while clicking on the Honor of Kings game interface, he stretched out his hand to rub the silly silly dog's plush head.

"Yeah, yeah, really stupid."

"Woof!"

Naan Bing doesn’t understand, but that doesn’t stop it from thinking that the owner is praising it for being smart.

The evening breeze in early August outside the window is very hot. The air conditioner is turned on in the room, and one person, one dog, one person is playing games, and the other is watching the owner playing games.

"Victory!"

"Buzz-"

The game victory tone fell and the vibrating sound sounded. At the same time, a WeChat message popped up.

Bai Cha habitually crossed out the message, returned to the game lobby and immediately started a new round of matching.

When I entered the hero selection process, I felt something was a little strange. I happened to be ranked last.

After banning the hero, exit and click on the WeChat interface to take a look. It’s okay if you don’t look at it.

At first glance, everyone was a little confused. The red dot showing unread messages was Shen Hui's avatar frame. The chat content was very short and you could read it completely without clicking in.

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming [Bai Cha, please reconcile with my brother. 】

"Buzz-"

Another new message, this one is longer.

[My mother and I no longer oppose you. Of course, it doesn’t mean that we accept you, but we don’t want to see my brother become decadent because of breaking up with you.

He didn't want to go back home. He didn't want to talk to us when he came back, and he didn't eat the large table of food he had prepared. 】

"Buzz-"

[I don’t know what attracts my brother to you. 】

Seeing this line of text, Bai Cha curled his lips, bit his lip and hesitated for a while, and finally chose to exit the dialog box and return to the game interface.

It happened to be her turn to choose a hero, and most likely the ones left at the end were in the auxiliary position.

He poked at the screen bitterly and chose Cai Wenji, then hardened his heart and left Shen Hui alone.

Why would they break up if they let themselves and Guaiguai break up? If they let themselves and Guaiguai get back together, they would get back together.

Why does she have to compromise when it comes to falling in love, so that people can come and go as soon as they are attracted?

Who is not a princess who is loved by her parents? Sister Qingqing was right when she was at the racecourse that day.

She is young, rich and beautiful, not only cute but also has an interesting soul. She wants nothing!

Is it because the game is not good? Isn’t it nice to eat, drink and have fun? Wouldn’t it be great to make money by taking tarot cards? Why do you have to taste the pain of love!

Girls should be free and easy and be able to take things and let them go, so as not to suffer the pain of love.