Madam is a Superstar

Three days later, at eight o'clock on a summer night,

The entire forest surrounding the private estate is quiet and peaceful except for the occasional chirp or two of unknown insects.

The bedroom in the main building is lit with soft lights, the floor-to-ceiling glass windows have large curtains closed, and there is a spacious and comfortable lazy sofa directly opposite.

The couple cuddled together, applying facial masks and listening to soothing music.

"Buzz——"

One of the two mobile phones on the table rang a mechanical incoming call tone. It belonged to the male owner.

Song Qing consciously moved her head away from Huo Yu's shoulder and picked up a soft pillow in her arms.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep. Her laziness had become worse day by day since she became pregnant.

"Asheng."

When Huo Yu picked up the phone and connected it, he stretched out his arm and placed his palms in the woman's thick black hair.

He rubbed it with a strong sense of comfort, acting like he was teasing the wild and untamed cat at home.

"Ayu, William took his private plane back to Country Y half an hour ago. You can put your people away."

"I see."

The phone call was very brief. Huo Yu hung up the phone and turned his head to meet the smiling eyes of the woman next to him.

"William left? He carried the plane away overnight?"

Song Qing's good mood was not concealed. Although they were not close to each other, it did not prevent her from hearing the chat.

The wedding was approaching, and she had always wanted to take her old lady back to her hometown and pick them up in person to come to the capital.

However, with William, a lunatic who is always ready to use knives and guns, Donor Huo was worried about letting her go.

If William doesn't leave, we can only ask donor Huo's people to go to the countryside to pick up the two elders.

If she hadn't had no choice, she would still have wanted to pick them up in person. Her grandparents had never traveled far away a few times in their lives.

There is no reason to ask unfamiliar people to pick up the two elders. After all, the people around donor Huo,

Grandpa and grandma are only familiar with Xiaobai, and it would be too easy for Xiaobai to pick him up. Everyone knows that Xiaobai is from Huo Donor.

"Well, let's go."

Huo Yu knew all these things. He pinched the woman's delicate-skinned cheek with his long and well-proportioned fingers.

Knowing that he is too busy to go with her at this stage, why are you so happy?

He stretched out his arms to hold the person in his arms again, and his straight and high nose repeatedly rubbed his snow-white shoulders and neck.

"When are you ready to leave?"

The matter of returning to the countryside has been finalized by the two of them since they got the Dragon Head Cup from William.

No need to say anything more to understand what the departure in the words specifically refers to.

Song Qing no longer felt sleepy as before, and the soothing music in the bedroom was no longer a lullaby.

"Of course, the sooner the better. There are only a few days until the end of the month. Besides, I won't be able to come back right after I go back. I will definitely have to stay for a day or two."

With a brisk tone, he turned around and stretched out his fingertips to remove the mask from the man's face.

Really, you have to coax me to apply the mask together, and you just have to rub it on yourself every time.

"A day or two?"

Huo Yu raised his eyebrows. As soon as the mask was taken off, his handsome and noble face was exposed to the air.

This man's skin is undoubtedly excellent, whether in the Great Abyss or in this other world,

"It's so jealous."

Song Qing muttered to herself, stood up from Li Kuan's arms and threw away the mask, taking it off her own face as well and throwing it away.

"Well, what's wrong?"

As he spoke, his slender and shiny fingertips had already begun to pat his face. After patting his own face, he was not satisfied.

He walked back and put his knees on the sofa, half-bent down and patted Huo Yu on the face.

"Will Qingqing miss me in a day or two?"

The distance between the two of them was very close. Huo Yu raised his arm and put it around Song Qing's waist.

The handsome face that was very close at hand also got a little closer, and the deep eyes like the sea reflected the appearance of the person in front of him.

"you guess."

Song Qing felt that she was really bad. She knew exactly what answer the man wanted, but she was vague and refused to answer directly.

Huo Yu was not satisfied with this answer. He cast his eyes down to his lower abdomen, feeling uneasy. He raised his eyebrows without leaving any trace.

"I go with you."

Song Qing felt helpless. Donor Huo's excessive protection sometimes made her feel that she was not a person but a fragile ceramic doll in the kitchen window.

"Aren't you very busy at this stage? There's no need. It's just a trip back. Counting the up to three or four days of going back and forth, it will pass quickly."

Huo Yu's upright and proud figure was half leaning on the high-backed sofa, his calm black eyes and beautiful eyes looked at each other, his thin lips pursed, without saying a word.

Being looked at like this, Song Qing's words "Go and wash off the mask" were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't explain how she felt.

If I have to say it, I've been a little tired lately. I don't want to have conflicts or quarrels in the middle of the night, so I just take a step back and compromise.

"Okay, if your schedule can be postponed, let's go back together."

Finally, he wanted to go to the bathroom first, but his hand was held by a big palm in time. The warmth of the palms touched each other, and a mellow sound sounded at the same time.

"I asked them to drive you and the old priest there."

The old woman was afraid of heights and couldn't fly. Miaoshui specifically mentioned this when they were eating at a Thai restaurant that day, and both of them kept it in mind.

"You've been getting more and more sleepy recently. It's not safe to drive back by yourself. There are too many curves on the mountain road over there. It's no easier to drive than the road here in the capital."

Song Qing had no reason to refute these, nor did she intend to refute them. Her lazy voice sounded quite obedient to her ears.

"good."

Because of this conflict that arose out of nowhere, the atmosphere between the couple was inexplicably so delicate that they had nothing to say.

Not in the mood to do anything else, the bedroom in the main building quietly fell into darkness before half past eight.

Despite this, the two people who were used to sleeping hugging each other still did not turn their backs to each other.

Song Qing snuggled into the man's arms as usual, pressing her chest to listen to the strong and rhythmic heartbeat.

Hugging her strong and narrow waist, she felt the scent of ambergris that made her feel at ease.

"Song Qing."

"Um?"

Unexpectedly, his chin was gently lifted by slender and well-proportioned fingers, and he looked into the dark eyes.

"Will you miss me in three or four days?"

Huo Yu didn't give Song Qing a chance to answer. With a few rays of cold moonlight, he still pressed the woman's soft red lips skillfully,

After a strong and long kiss, the cold lip line touched the ear and kissed, the voice was sexy and hoarse,

"I'm going to miss you."

Song Qing could clearly feel the force around her waist tightening a little, and there was a sour fermentation that wrapped around her whole heart and made her heart hurt.

"Of course I will miss you too, Nangong Yu, don't think too much, I love you very much."

There was a brief moment of silence in the air-conditioned room. Just when Song Qing thought she couldn't wait for an answer,

Unexpectedly, the lips were pursed again. Different from the strong kiss just now, this time the kiss was fine and gentle, with the utmost patience and gentleness.

"Stop it."

Song Qing couldn't stand such tenderness the most, so she opened her beautiful eyes in time and couldn't help but feel affectionate, with endearing tears filling the corners of her eyes.

Huo Yu's arm around the beauty's waist exerted a little force, and he imprisoned the beauty in his arms again, biting the tempting red lips as punishment.

"You don't even want me to go back with you, Song Qing, love me, eh?"

Song Qing: "..."

Her original intention was to sympathize with his fatigue due to the group's recent affairs. Where did this man go?

Zhou Fei said that it is normal for pregnant women to overthink, so at the moment, is it she or her benefactor Huo who is pregnant with pink dumplings?