Madam is a Superstar

While Huo Yu answered the call, he bent down again and picked up the TV remote control to exit the animation page.

Song Qing was amazed by the childishness of his behavior. He stood up from the extravagantly comfortable double bed.

Putting on slippers, the fair and straight lady with standard long legs walked over to the man and sat down.

A little thirsty and too lazy to pour another cup, he leaned over and picked up Huo Yu's half-full glass of water and took a sip.

While moistening her red lips, she rested her dazzling face against the man's broad shoulders,

As far as she knows, there are only a few old people in the area who can allow Donor Huo to address you.

The grandparents have already rested in the room, and the only one left besides the old lady is the old lady.

Logically speaking, they wouldn't bother her on the wedding night. If she guessed, it was the old lady who called.

"How many do you need? Send me the card number and I'll have someone transfer it to you right away."

Huo Yu stretched out his hand and rubbed Song Qing's dried hair with his broad, dry palm.

The movements are skillful, just like taking time out to play with the clingy cat at home while the owner is busy at work.

"Um?"

How much do you need?

card number?

As a great master who used to tell fortunes and make money in order to survive, Song Qing keenly grasps these key words.

The fingertips unconsciously clicked on the wall of the glass water glass and paused, and the coquettish tearful mole hung up in confusion.

As I got closer, I could vaguely hear the voice on the other end of the call. It was Master's voice, yes, but what did Master want money for?

Also, why did the first person who needed money turn to Donor Huo instead of her as his apprentice?

Doesn't she look like someone with this condition?

"No trouble, I'll ask Ah Yi to pick it up at the bank and send it to you. When the time comes, you can just go downstairs and open the door for him after receiving the call."

After a few simple greetings, the call ended.

Huo Yu opened the contacts with one hand and looked for A Yi's mobile phone number to dial.

He pinched the cheek of the woman who was looking at him quietly, and he couldn't put it down because of the feeling as always.

"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly looking at me like this and realizing that I'm more attractive than him?"

Song Qing was stunned for a moment, then realized who he was referring to here and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

You don’t have to believe in the fortune-telling ability of the great magician, but you can always believe in Huo Benefactor’s mind, which is as small as the eye of a needle.

"division……"

"Master, tell me."

When the phone was connected, A Yi's voice rang, and Song Qing took back the words that came to her mouth.

He raised his chin slightly toward the bright phone screen, signaling Huo Yu to finish the matter first.

Huo Yu did not insist on this point. He explained Miaoshui's request to A Yi in a few sentences.

After getting a positive reply from the other party, the short phone call ended with a thank you.

"What does Master want 100,000 yuan in cash for? Why did he come to you instead of me? Tell me, are you and Master hiding something from me?"

Song Qing played with the burgundy nightgown belt of the person next to her with her fingers. She had a face with extremely aggressive beauty and a sinister expression.

If Huo Yu didn't tell the truth honestly, he would pull and pull the strap in his hand viciously, trying to tighten it.

There is no way, ever since I found out that I had been involved in one scam after another,

Her trust in this dog man has dropped from 100% to 70% now.

"Qingqing doesn't know?"

Huo Yu deserved to be calm and put his phone aside. Under Song Qing's resentful gaze,

The palm of his hand, which had already taken off his wrist watch and had distinct wrist bones, patted his thigh. The meaning was obvious, come and sit.

"Ah."

Song Qing opened her delicate red lips and gave a disdainful sneer, then moved her graceful curves,

He sat down docilely yet arrogantly, his two weak and boneless arms resting on his broad shoulders.

The mole on the left side of her beautiful eyes is raised, her voice is lazy, her words and actions are like an extremely wild and untamable wild cat.

"Say it, listen."

"Qingqing entered that small room with the old priest that day. Didn't you notice the intertwined red lines and bells on the ceiling?"

Huo Yu's handsome face had a deep smile, and his long and well-proportioned fingers picked up a strand of wavy black hair.

Smell it gently with a high and straight nose, the light fragrance of iris penetrates into the soul and makes the dark eyes narrow in pleasure.

"I saw it, and I asked about it. Master told me that it was for fun."

Song Qing disagreed and didn't understand why Donor Huo would mention what the old lady used to play at this time...

His thoughts stopped here. The high priest's intuition was always more accurate than that of ordinary people.

When their eyes met, there was a vague guess in my mind, and the hand holding the strap of my pajamas slowly loosened.

"So, those are not used by Master for fun. Master, are they really used to simulate the vision of Nine Stars Lianzhu?"

The smile between Huo Yu's brows deepened undeniably. He was obviously very happy to have such a method.

"Well, there is no result yet, but it will be soon."

Song Qing's complicated mood was more than a surprise. The master left the palace and traveled around for only three or four years.

Is the ability already so terrifying? The nine stars in a row are a great phenomenon between heaven and earth.

If even the old woman can simulate such a vision using a red string bell, then what else can't Master do?

Huo Yu caught the strangeness of his beloved woman in his eyes, smiled, and gently smoothed her slender back with his big hands like coaxing a child.

"This is why grandma nodded in agreement before the wedding started today."

"If everything goes well, we will be able to go back soon. You and the old priest calculated that the nine-star continuum in half a year will be the time when we come back here again."

His deep eyes fell on Song Qing's lower abdomen, and then he wrapped his arms around the beauty's slender waist and hugged her into his arms.

"I feel more at ease if you are born here."

This sentence overflowed from Huo Yu's throat, and he sighed as he felt relieved about a difficult situation in his heart.

Song Qing pinched the man's ear with her fingertips and asked everything she wanted to know.

"When did you start this matter?"

"More than a month ago, earlier than when I found out you were pregnant."

"Why didn't you tell me then?"

"At that time, it can be said that I was completely unsure and didn't want to disappoint you."

Apart from the funny sounds of SpongeBob playing on the LCD TV, the only sound left in the room was the conversation between the couple asking and answering questions.

"Did you really hide it from me on purpose?"

Song Qing's eyes were filled with doubts. She really couldn't blame her. Anyone would find themselves trapped in one scam after another.

No matter how much you trust and rely on the other person, you will still feel wary, let alone a naturally rebellious person like her.

"You don't trust me that much?"

Huo Yu's stretched eyebrows were visible, and his big palms were wrapped around the catkins and his fingers were tightly clasped together. There was a hint of worry about this realization.

"Donor Huo, why do I distrust you so much? Do you have no idea?"

Song Qing hated to see the man frowning the most, so he smoothed the wrinkled eyebrows with his smooth fingertips.

It was pleasing to the eye, and the slender fingertips were poking and poking at the hard chest, feeling most dissatisfied.