Madam is a Superstar

  Chapter 189 Lion-style coquetry

   "You want me to apologize to your car as a big living person?!"

  Lin Yanzi stood up and stared at Song Qing with wide eyes in disbelief. Why is a luxury car so great? She is a big living person!

   No matter how expensive a luxury car is, it's not a pile of scrap metal, why should she be a big living person to apologize to the pile of scrap metal? !

   "Then you mean you don't want to apologize to my car and want to pay the full cost of my car's maintenance?"

  Song Qing's tone was laziness, and he looked at Lin Yanzi with interest. Those who had not experienced social beatings were different, and their courage was commendable.

   Swallow's eyes dodged, instinctively guilty, and he was unwilling to face Song Qing's playful expression, "Pay, pay, pay!"

   "Cough, cough, cough."

   Shen Bai, who was eating melons on the side, was almost choked to death by the cold beer, so he desperately stared at the garlic crayfish,

   I don’t know what to say. Let’s put it this way, the maintenance fee for my wife’s car is almost half a month’s salary, and his annual salary is 30 million.

   "Girl, how much does your car repair cost, my aunt will see if I can give it to my aunt and find someone to borrow it."

  The old sister-in-law of the Lin family was embarrassed. Yanzi was only conceived when she was forty years old. Not long after she became pregnant, the father became ill and passed away.

   Yanzi has never seen her father in her life, and she feels guilty as a mother.

   "Auntie, I know, my sister-in-law's car..."

   "Xiao Bai, bring a can of cold beer, your brother wants to drink it."

   Song Qing pushed out Lord Huo Shi without blushing, and smiled softly at the old sister-in-law of the Lin family,

   "Auntie who doesn't have much money, you can have two baskets of jujubes from a jujube tree in your yard."

   Then he stood up and leisurely came behind Yanzi and patted the child's shoulder, "Come out with me, I have something to tell you alone."

   "Should, wouldn't you dare to come out with me alone? Sister Yanzi?"

   After saying that, he opened the door of the living room and walked out. The last sentence was intentional,

   got a good grasp of the child's psychology, and sure enough, there were still some hesitant swallows whose temper was instantly ignited and strode to keep up.

"swallow……"

  The old sister-in-law of the Lin family can't be relieved, the acquaintance Mo Ruomu has been like a child for so many years,

  Otherwise, she wouldn't insist on not letting Yanzi go out, for fear that she would be deceived by those random hookups after going out.

   Choosing Gangzi as his son-in-law, what he sees is that Gangzi is willing to bear hardships and stand hard work and perform his duties. Who would have thought that it would be bad for the Luo family boy in the end.

   "Sister Shuwen, don't worry, my family Qingqing can't do anything to your swallows, the children are so old, we should let go and let go, how can we protect them for a lifetime, don't you think?"

   Grandma Song grabbed the old sister-in-law of the Lin family who was going to go out with her, and shook her head inwardly, Sister Shu Wen is fine with everything.

   The first two sons taught well, but the bad thing was that they doted on Yanzi too much. In the end, Yanzi didn't get along well, and it broke the hearts of the two sons.

   "My in-laws said that, sister, sit and chat with us, and let the children solve their own affairs."

   Mrs. Huo has been watching quietly, she is satisfied with the actions of the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law, and even laments her in-laws' sensibleness, no wonder she taught Qingqing so well.

   "Cough, big brother, you want a cold beer."

   Shen Bai knew that he almost said the wrong thing, he coughed lightly and went to the refrigerator to take out a bottle of cold beer and put it in front of Huo Yu,

  Huo Yu put his eyes on the bottle of Tsingtao Beer, lowered his eyelids and wondered what he was thinking, and there was a flat umm from his throat.

  Shen Bai didn't care, he just thought that the master was a tool person who was pulled out by his wife to divert the attention of the aunt of the Lin family.

  Although Grandpa doesn't drink alcohol, he still has to show his wife's face, and pour it into Grandpa's bowl.

  Who knew that not long after the buttocks sat back on the stool, Shen Bai watched their non-alcoholic grandfather,

   Opened the cold beer and took a sip, followed by the second and third...

   And then, empty, empty...

  “!!!”

  Fuck, is he blind! ?

  About seven minutes before and after, Song Qing pushed open the door and walked in. Behind him was a slumped swallow with his head bowed.

   "Swallow."

  The old sister-in-law of the Lin family couldn't hold back her anxiety and stood up, walked over and looked up and down, holding the swallow.

   I didn't see anything about the swallow, as if it was hurt and relieved. As for the red eyes, I gritted my teeth and didn't ask or comfort,

  Sister Song is right that the swallow is so big and deserves it. She is already sixty years old, so how many live heads can she still have to protect the swallow.

   And the first thing Song Qing saw from entering the living room was the canned beer opened by Huo Yu's right hand. When their eyes met,

   Huo Yu's eyes are far away to peep into the unfathomable depths, which seems to be no different from usual.

  Song Qing was stunned for a moment, and had a faint intuition that Lord Huo Shi was drunk.

   The hand under the table skillfully held the man's big palm and intertwined his fingers, and had a tentative conversation.

   "Husband, are you drunk?"

   As he said that, he picked up the canned Qingdao on the table with the other hand, and shook it with a little bit left.

   glanced at the bottle marked 550ml, and the alcohol content could not be lower, Song Qing had a magical feeling of opening the door to a new world,

  Just here, can you get drunk?

  Song Qing's voice was not deliberately lowered, and everyone who was still talking in the living room stopped talking and looked over.

   Huo Yu seemed to be unaware, his broad and dry palms wrapped around the soft grass in the palms, very tight,

   His long, dark eyes were fixed on Song Qing, and the three-dimensional awe-inspiring browbones softened, "I'm not drunk, Qingqing is wrong."

   The voice is mellow and hoarse, but it is also mixed with the ultimate tenderness, which is especially obedient.

  Song Qing: "..."

  A drunk person will never admit that he is drunk, and even Lord Horsch is not immune.

   "The girl is fine. Since you and Yanzi have agreed, then you can help Ayu go up and rest for a while. Grandpa is here."

   "Your grandfather is right, girl Song Qing, you don't have to think anything, we also told Uncle Song about your banquet tomorrow, you should go up."

   "Yes, Qingqing, take Ayu up."

   In the persuasion of several people, Song Qing said politely and took Huo Yu away from the table,

  The door of the room closed quietly, Song Qing looked at the man sitting quietly beside the bed with his head bowed, his mood was indescribable.

   A person who gets drunk with a bottle of beer, forgive her for seeing her for the first time. Besides, it was originally in Dayuan,

   Although this man is not addicted to alcohol, it is not impossible for him to drink. After all, the palace has four or five banquets a year.

but……

  Song Qing's charming and seductive face, the sly light of her beautiful eyes spread to the end of her eyes, she came to the bed and squatted down,

   greeted Huo Yu's deep black eyes from an upward angle, reached out and stroked the well-defined and handsome face,

   There is indeed a little enthusiasm and redness from the effect of alcohol, and the more evil taste in his eyes, the anti-bone began to grow wildly and wantonly.

   But at this time, the man who seemed to be particularly obedient without saying a word, leaned forward with his proud and arrogant body,

   A handsome face was buried in the woman's shoulder like this, his eyes were closed, and his high and straight nose bridged over Song Qing's white neck.

   "Wife, I'm not drunk, I'm not angry."

   (end of this chapter)