Madam is a Superstar

After Shen Bai left, Xu Shen's evil face and evil smile became more and more unscrupulous.

He caught a glimpse of the third sister lying limply beside the hospital bed, and the upward curve of the corners of her mouth narrowed a little.

He stretched out his hand to fiddle with the two twin ponytails that had drooped down due to his master's depression, and spoke out words of comfort.

"Okay, Xiao Chacha, you have some backbone. You are just a 27-year-old man. When I am discharged from the hospital, I will take you to the amusement park to play the pirate ship."

A 27-year-old man?

Song Qing put her mobile phone against her thigh and stopped turning. She looked at the person on the hospital bed with a half-smile, and corrected her sentence quietly,

"My man is also 27, he is not old."

Xu Shen was confused and his smile gradually disappeared, so what? A man is a man, and the eldest brother is not the eldest brother! ?

Feeling so good, Bai Cha raised his hand listlessly and weakly refused.

"He also often goes with me to ride on the pirate ship at the amusement park, but he doesn't go anymore."

Xu Shen slowly stretched out his hand and exaggeratedly covered his chest. A mouthful of old blood was stuck in his heart and would not come down.

He turned his head and looked out the window at the blue sky. The sky in the capital was so blue and his heart was so cold.

…

It hurts the muscles and bones for a hundred days,

Although Xu Shen did not have to lie down for a hundred days, it took nearly half a month to fully recover. The day he was discharged from the hospital was already in mid-to-late August.

In the huge parking lot at the entrance of the hospital, Xu Shen took the car key handed over by Ah Sen.

I pressed the button with excitement, and the coquettish sapphire blue BMW instantly made a pleasant sound.

"Listen, it's my baby's voice."

The corners of their mouths twitched. Song Qing held Huo Yu's arm and even got goosebumps on her hands.

But I can understand the noble's mood. After all, since he was diagnosed with pregnancy,

Donor Huo wouldn't let her drive by herself. She had to be picked up and dropped off by others every day.

Thinking about these beautiful eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, and he glanced at his belly,

Thinking back to the increasingly intense early pregnancy reaction in the past few days, my resentment is even deeper.

While Bai Cha and the others were laughing and not paying attention, his slender and shiny fingers calmly stretched out to pinch Huo Yu's narrow waist.

After pinching, the little flames of revenge flickered, and the fingertips poked the man who didn't dodge and let him do whatever he wanted.

When their eyes met, the long eyelashes blinked innocently, and the beautiful eyes were full of agility and cunning.

"Honey, does it hurt?"

The smile on Huo Yuqinggui's handsome face deepened, and his arm around the beauty's slender waist never left.

The wrist watch on the wrist reflects a ray of sunlight, and the thumb of the sharp-knuckled hand rubs Song Qing's fingertips,

"It doesn't hurt, but Qingqing, does your hand hurt?"

Song Qing glared angrily, it was enough that the ascetic appearance of the overlord of the capital was torn to pieces by her.

How come Emperor Dayuan, who has a good memory now, still learns to talk about earthy love words?

The corner of his eye inadvertently glanced five or six steps away. Shen Bai and a group of bodyguards were standing next to the Bentley motorcade talking.

Occasionally, I would glance in their direction, more specifically, at the white tea.

"poor child."

Song Qing couldn't help but sigh sentimentally. She had already figured it out. Bai Cha and Xiao Bai needed an opportunity to reconcile.

Now half a month has almost passed, but this opportunity has not yet appeared. In the past, their relationship was influenced by Shen Hui.

Now Shen Hui has no objection, but Bai Cha has a knot in his heart, and they have been torturing each other for half a month.

Huo Yu had always been indifferent to these matters and continued to play with the woman's shiny fingertips without saying a word.

He didn't mean to make any remarks, nor did he explain the subtle change that Song Qing had become more and more worried about since she became pregnant.

"Sister Qingqing, husband-in-law, please stop showing off your affection there, otherwise we won't be able to eat anymore, so we left the private room No. 3 of the Royal Dining Room."

Song Qing looked up and saw Bai Cha, the co-pilot of Xu Shen's arrogant blue BMW, waving to him.

Lolita is dressed in an eye-catching outfit, with a baby face that smiles and has crooked eyebrows. She smiles and nods in response.

"I know, you go there first, we will follow soon."

Forget it, it's enough that Sister Zuocha is in a better mood recently than she was some time ago.

It’s past six o’clock in the evening,

The large fire clouds were dazzling, and a motorcade drove from the hospital to the palace dining room in the dusk glow.

During the fifteen-minute drive, Song Qing enjoyed the massage function of the car seat and lazed around.

Swipe the screen with your fingertips to enjoy the wedding photos of yourself and Donor Huo. The old lady told you that the wedding date is set at the end of this month.

She was very satisfied with the wedding photos. The more satisfied she was, the more regretful she felt. After all, she couldn't take her mobile phone back.

"Open your mouth."

The green orange slice was brought to her mouth. Song Qing took it into her mouth without taking her eyes away from the screen.

The taste that is ridiculously sour to other people is just right for her. After eating a green orange,

Huo Yu stopped feeding and took out a wet tissue box from the box beside him.

Slowly wiping his slender and well-proportioned fingers, his gestures are a dignified demeanor cultivated by upper-class wealthy families.

"Donor Huo, I want more."

Being held in the hands of men and pampered all day long, Song Qing's way of speaking and her tone of voice always reveal pampering and tenderness inadvertently.

While I was eating happily, I heard the sound of a tissue being pulled out, and I blurted out a sentence naturally:

I didn't realize at all that my words were said in such a tone and in the presence of outsiders, how arousing people's imagination.

Huo Yu made a move, and the partition between the front and back seats in the car was raised sensibly.

His distant dark eyes looked at Song Qing who still didn't notice anything was wrong, and his thin lips pursed with a hint of helplessness.

A big palm landed on the back of Song Qing's neck, and he massaged the area with moderate force to relax it. His voice was mellow, low and warm.

"It's too sour. You can't eat too much at once. It will make your stomach uncomfortable. You have to eat later. If you don't like spicy food, I'll give you some more."

Rather than comforting, it is more like reasoning with the disobedient children, and it also has a strong sense of coaxing.

Song Qing had just finished browsing the last wedding photo and met Huo Yu's deep black eyes asking for advice.

The ends of her upturned eyes were curved, and she grasped the man's broad shoulders and pressed her lips against the cold lips.

"Okay, just listen to Master Huo."

Huo Yu's eyebrows were raised, and the straight bridge of his nose rubbed against the tip of Song Qing's straight nose.

I was very surprised to see such a well-behaved woman today, so I thought of it and asked,

"Why are you so good today, Qingqing? You didn't even cry, huh?"

When this incident was brought up, Song Qing's aggressively beautiful face turned black for no other reason.

Qingrou knows that she likes to eat hot and sour food. When she came to the private manor the night before yesterday,

I specially brought a box of green plums here. I took Little Xingxing to the farmhouse to pick them from the orchard.

It was quite a big box. Aunt Wu washed it before she got home from get off work and put it in the refrigerator to keep it fresh.

Watching TV in the living room at night, she put one pill after another into her mouth and ate most of the box in a short while.

Donor Huo looked on and frowned. He came over and confiscated the remaining half of the box of green plums. No matter how coquettish and angry she was, he would not let go.

Pregnant women shed tears as soon as their emotions rise, hugging each other and complaining sadly that the dog man doesn’t love her anymore.

He was not even willing to eat a few plums, and it was useless for Huo Yu to comfort him at that time.

In fact, these are not important. What is important is that she doesn't know what happened, she is crying and falling asleep...