Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 210 You can go out to play, but you have to go home

   The clear ambergris lingers on the tip of the nose, and the rhythmic heartbeat is close at hand,

   The room fell into silence for a long time, Song Qing's long eyelashes no longer meant to rip,

   "It's the minister who has overstepped the rules."

   Deliberately pull away the alienation, and the ending sounds are cold and cold.

   He moved his body a little to make his temper go away, his fair long legs were pressed by the slender legs under his suit pants,

   Absolutely strong and unshakable strength, with warm fingertips caressing the soft waist,

   "If you don't want to cry, Qingqing."

   After running for a while, the air-conditioning filled the whole room. I was wearing a light and breathable skirt in summer.

   Both of them slept on the thin quilt again, and the traces of coldness ran from their calves to their shoulders.

   After a while, Song Qing, whose heart was a little annoyed, stretched out his arms to hug the man's narrow waist.

   A dazzlingly beautiful face was snuggled into the hard and warm chest, only the black hair of the waterfall was exposed,

   Like a wild cat in a cold day, curled up into a ball and cradled into the owner's arms,

   Huo Yu, who originally closed his eyes and rested in peace, slowly opened his eyes, showing a smile on his three-dimensional face.

  The big palm is gently buckled on the back of the head of the woman in his arms, which belongs to the pampering tenderness of one person.

   the villa next door,

   The TV in the living room was broadcasting a variety show, and several bodyguards were sitting on the sofa smoking and relaxing.

  Shen Bai stood at the gate alone and made a phone call, touching on the rigor of routines and formulas in work.

   "Brother Ting, something happened to our lord temporarily. I told me to tell you that you will replace the voting rights of the lord in this meeting of Nancheng."

   On the highway section from Beijing to Nancheng, the black Maybach drives at a constant speed,

  Jiang Ting swallowed the cigar with his fingers, and when he heard the cold and severe broken eyebrows, he frowned deeply. The concern among the brothers could not be less.

"What happened?"

  The meeting of Nancheng is a matter of the face, and Ayu's status on the bright face,

  Compared to him, which is considered to be more important at best, how big of a deal would it be?

  The relationship between the lord and his wife is not something that can't be said by internal secrets.

  Shen Bai briefly mentioned it, Jiang Ting put out the cigar that was almost burning in the ashtray,

   The whole person leaned back on the seat, a big man with long legs raised 100% was sitting, tsk tsk twice,

   "Ayu is going to abandon the country for the beauty, doesn't this give the old guys a chance to pull him down?"

   He knew that A Yu's decision was not something that a subordinate of Shen Bai could interfere with, and Jiang Ting didn't mean to be embarrassed.

   Fingers played with the silver cold metal surface lighter, Jiang Xinghe gave it, reluctantly agreed,

   "It's okay, you look at it and try to let Ayu come over in person. You also know that I don't have the right to speak to your father in the bright side.

   There are more people who want to kill your father, but there is no time? A Yu's private jet is a decoration? Bad influence? Why do you worry about so much shit,

   I happen to have a piece of land here, Azzo will send you the exact location later, you can take your father here and the plane will park on my piece of land. "

   "Looking back, I have to ask Ah Yu to reduce your annual salary."

  Jiang Ting's tactics have always been vigorous and resolute. Before hanging up the call, he calmly said this sentence:

  Chen Bai at the gate of the villa held his mobile phone, listened to the busy tone in his ear, and watched the gardener trim the green plants neatly.

   His heart was aching for a while, and he was right in thinking about it. How could he be hated by Brother Ting?

  Look up at the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor of the main building, this... I can't listen to Brother Ting's words about him.

"Ugh."

   Sighing and sighing, Shen Bai put his phone in his trouser pocket and strode into the living room, looked at the smoke-filled sofa and said,

   "Ayi."

   Everyone sitting on the sofa looked over to Shen Bai, A Yi pressed out the cigarette and stood up abruptly,

   "Brother Bai, what's wrong?"

   "Call the brother on the plane to inform the inspection that the inspection may be used later."

"OK."

   After explaining one thing, Shen Bai has other things to deal with, Huo Yu himself is busy,

The people under    can imagine that they will not be idle, and the wages that are several times more than ordinary people are not easy to get.

  …

   About half an hour passed,

  I don't know if Huo Yu fell asleep or not, Song Qing, but she didn't even feel sleepy at all,

   From yesterday to ten o'clock this morning, the tormented body has already recovered, and he is a person who can't stay at home.

   The half-an-hour of peace is entirely out of distressed man's exhausted breath, unwilling to continue pretending to be asleep and unwilling to wake up Huo Shizhu,

  Song Qing can click on the aristocrats' dumb hole when he dislikes Xu Shenxuan's noise, and now he can reach out and click on Huo Yu's sleeping hole,

"Not tired?"

   With a sleepy hoarseness, the broad and dry palm wraps the woman's hand trying to do bad things,

  Song Qing's mouth deflated and it was very boring, the dog man with memory is really not as cute as before,

  If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't dismantle it. The curvaceous body with the light fragrance of irises drilled into Huo Yu's arms,

   "I woke up after ten o'clock. I wanted to go out to play. Can you sleep well by yourself? Husband~"

   A soft and coquettish cry, soft clothing at the right time is often the most deadly and effective.

  The innate desire to conquer a man's inferiority, even Huo Yu is not immune.

  The soft weed wrapped in the palm of the hand held up and kissed on the thin lips, the dark eyes were full of tenderness,

   "You can go out to play, but you want to go home, eh?"

  Song Qing almost drowned in the tender eyes of the deep sea.

   Also out of the love accumulated over the past two months, I leaned over and kissed the lips that were straight into a cold arc,

   After kissing, I felt that the deceived thing could not be counted, and the slender jade hand teased and patted the handsome face,

   "Well, I will come back to favor the emperor."

   The words of favoring the emperor made Song Qing's tears and moles fly arrogantly. Those women in the harem who regarded her as a thorn in their eyes,

   are all waiting eagerly for the dog man to favor her, she is different, she is the queen who favors Nangong Yu.

   A low smile overflowed from Huo Yu's throat. How could the ruler of a country who can control the trend of the world not see the thoughtfulness of the person in front of him?

   "Drive slowly, and call me if you can't solve it."

   After he finished speaking, he turned his eyes to the three silver chains of the tube top skirt, revealing the soft waist, squinting dangerously, and his possessiveness was self-evident.

   "Should I change to a conservative one?"

  Song Qing consciously broke the man's wish this time, and she is not going to wear this dress to go out.

  Wear this dress to go to Master and her old man. Master estimated that he would have to find an embroidery needle to sew up the exposed parts of the skirt.

   "Very good."

   The voice soaked in spirits, **** and mellow, exuding undisguised pleasure,

  Song Qing rolled his eyes, and was finally freed from the hard embrace that bound her.

  The wardrobe of the master bedroom has conservative clothes, so I didn’t go to the cloakroom to choose.

  I didn't even feel like going to the bathroom to change clothes. The chain of the tube top skirt was pulled and changed in front of Huo Yu behind him.

   Even without looking back, I could feel the burning gaze of the man on the big bed, raising his eyebrows a little funny, I really don’t know if I should be narcissistic about my own charm,

   It's time for you to be speechless about your overreaction to Lord Huo Shi. You're both old and married, so it's really not the case.

   (end of this chapter)