Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 159 Men want to mix well

   This can be said to be very petite.

   "Okay, okay."

   Bai Cha's tone weakened, what should she do, she didn't want to be so cowardly,

   But she is obediently working under her brother-in-law's hands, and she wouldn't dare to come out clearly if she wanted to compete with her brother-in-law for jealousy.

   In order to live a better life with her brother-in-law, she felt that she had to say something,

   Make up for the situation where you just said the wrong thing, grit your teeth and say the words of blessing without conscience,

   "Sister Qingqing, brother-in-law, you have fun, I heard that the night view of Yuncheng is also very beautiful,

   You should be staying in the Presidential Suite of the Royal View Hotel, which is very suitable for doing shameful things while admiring it. "

   said, hung up the phone, lying on the pink and tender big bed at home, looking at the ceiling, heartbroken,

  Her sister Qingqing, tonight is my brother-in-law's woman woo woo woo woo! !

   over there,

   Bai Cha's words of tigers and wolves seemed to be echoing in the room, Song Qing didn't feel anything at all,

   Take a look at the bright night view of the city outside the window, like a sea of ​​golden stars twinkling,

   "Really good."

   turned around and looked at Huo Yu, who didn't know when he had approached his arms and wrapped his arms around his waist.

   The charming face and the lower jaw are slightly raised, and the cunning and fiery beauty of the beautiful eyes are fully revealed,

   "Husband, try?"

  The city is too bright and the lights almost never go out all night, always making the night starry sky appear dim,

  The luxurious presidential suite on the highest floor of the Royal View Hotel, only sees the warm yellow and warm shimmer,

   Pieces of curtains cover up tightly, and a man with a strong possessiveness treats his woman,

   I don’t want others to see it at all, even if it’s a one in ten thousand chance.

   "Master Huo Shi is so gentle tonight."

  Song Qing’s black curly hair is scattered on the soft pillow like a waterfall, and her hands are clinging to the man’s neck to praise,

   Out of the corner of his eyes, he squinted at the tightly shielded curtains, and the charming and overly soft lighting,

   I wanted to laugh for some reason, but now I realize that Huo Yu seems to be very formal about this kind of thing all along.

   "It's a bit excessive these days."

  Huo Yuyun put on his warm lips, and pity kisses the lips of women who are seductively picked like peony flowers,

  The voice line is reassuringly calm, not the ultimate hoarseness when you get out of control and crazy,

  The rough finger pulps press and knead regularly on Song Qing's temple to relieve fatigue.

   "Excessive is not good, go to bed earlier."

  Song Qing's eyelids twitched, listening to what Lord Huo Shi said, those who didn't know thought she was so dissatisfied,

   The row of switches for the lights in the room happened to be on the side where she slept.

"Good night husband."

   She had a good time today and was in a good mood. There were also photos of her with Lord Huo Shi on her phone.

"Good night."

  The night in early July is warm.

  …

  The next day, it was cloudy and rainy, but it did not prevent the weather from being sultry.

   At 7:00 in the morning, the black motorcade drove all the way back to the capital under the hazy rain curtain.

   Song Qing rested her chin in her hand and admired the rain outside the car window, still continuing her good mood from yesterday,

   Huo Yu's voice in a video conference with someone was in his ears, and that sentence was a laborious one.

   "Om—"

   The phone vibrated and the ringtone soon sounded. It wasn't that her phone belonged to Huo Yu.

  Song Qing had no intention of looking back until she vaguely heard a familiar sobbing from a woman.

  's face darkened all of a sudden, it was Wen Qiange, his eyes moved away from the scenery outside the window and turned around,

   "Husband, who is it?"

   "What are you doing early in the morning?"

  's voice is soft and charming, with a lazy tiredness afterwards.

  Huo Yu's video conference ended when the incoming call bell rang, whether it was out of courtesy,

   still just ended. Song Qing was very upset when he recognized the voice of Wen Qiange.

   It is not too much to call a married man crying in the morning, saying that he has a serious illness?

  Why, is Pei Jinnian dead or what, her husband doesn't come to find her man.

  Song Qing's soft voice fell, and the warm and sobbing complaints in the car,

   It came to an abrupt stop as if someone had pressed the pause button, Song Qing was quite satisfied with this,

   Yes, and a little shame.

  Shen Bai, who was originally focused on driving in the front seat, suddenly felt numb in his scalp and looked at the rearview mirror subconsciously.

   Sure enough, he looked at his father's slightly narrowed dangerous eyes, wishing he could slap himself,

  Why do you have to rush to find something you know, and then press the lift button on the partition inside the car without hesitation.

   "You know, the eldest lady of the Pei family."

   Huo Yu's eyes fell on a woman who was jealous, and a simple introduction,

   smoothed the little wild cat's hair, and the anger that appeared in Song Qing's beautiful eyes disappeared in an instant.

   took the initiative to sit over and put a beautiful and moving face on Huo Yu's shoulders and long eyelashes flashed playfully,

   "Oh, is something wrong?"

   "Husband, I was so tired last night, I was so hungry."

   Liar, Lord Huo Shi was so gentle last night, how could he be so tired.

  Because of getting closer, the subtle movements of Wen Qiange on the phone can be heard more clearly,

   "Ayu, you are busy first, I will hang up."

   "You say sorry to Miss Song for me, I just called you because I was panicked and helpless,

  You know, there are not many people who treat me sincerely, I didn't want my grandma to worry about me, so I called you,

   I didn't expect Miss Song to misunderstand. Please explain to her, I'm really sorry. "

   tried to suppress the sobbing sound of the crying voice, and then the call was hung up.

  Song Qing made no secret that he was deliberately thinking carefully because of jealousy, and under the gaze of the man,

   rolled his eyes very bluntly, and listened to what kind of white flower quotes these are. It was really bad luck in the early morning.

"very sour."

   "The two bowls of seafood porridge that Qingqing ate in the morning, I don't remember adding vinegar, why is it so sour, eh?"

  Huo Yu pressed down the corners of his mouth and couldn't restrain the arc he wanted to raise, put the phone on the car seat,

   stretched out his strong and powerful arms, and easily took the woman who smelled of vinegar into his arms.

   "It's not that Lord Huo Shi is too good, attracting bees and attracting butterflies makes people remember, it's really worrying."

  Song Qing's slender and lustrous fingers, interspersed with broken black hair, rubbed them in a punitive manner,

   Anyway, her host Huo Shi is doing so well, it doesn't matter if her hair is not back.

   "Qingqing, I will go directly to the headquarters later."

   Huo Yu sighed helplessly, but he didn't mean to stop him at all, and the awe-inspiring three-dimensional browbones were full of connivance.

   "Ah, you didn't say it earlier..."

  Song Qing looked at the man's hair that was messed up by her wicked eyes, her red lips pursed tightly,

   "If you want to laugh, you want to laugh, don't hold back, it's not good for your body."

   "Pfft."

  I couldn't hold back, the delicate and graceful body of iris threw itself into Huo Yu's broad and secure arms,

   "It doesn't matter, my husband is still early when he returns to the capital. I have a small comb in my bag and I will comb it for you. I will definitely comb it for you neatly and meticulously.

   Saying that, I don’t mean to stop laughing, what should I do if my stomach hurts,

   Huo Yu also continued to stand, patting Song Qing's slender back with his hand to prevent the woman from laughing.

"it is good."

   Sorry for being late, slipped away.

   Ask for a ticket!

   I want a ticket woohoo

   (end of this chapter)