Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 220 Still have to pay close attention to the raw flour dumplings

  Song Qing was brought up by the little old lady, so other aspects may not be affected much.

   But the influence on the protection of shortness can be said to be true.

   stretched out his hand and rubbed the back of Baicha's neck, and pressed the man with his head down and his head down until his waist was straight.

   "Sister Qingqing..."

   Bai Cha was holding the empty drink cup, the corners of his eyes were red and he looked like a little white rabbit who was being bullied outside.

   "Am I bad..."

   As he spoke, he fell into self-doubt, and his baby face was about to drop listlessly.

"fart."

   A sharp-edged and cold voice suddenly sounded above his head, Bai Cha raised his head upright,

  The twin horses swayed slightly with the wind blowing across the meadow, looking at Song Qing in a daze, what did Sister Qingqing just say?

  Song Qing raised her brows, her outstretched hand was changed from massage to hold Bai Cha's chin. The eye-catching tear mole at the end of her eye was flirtatious.

   "What are you thinking in your head? What's wrong with you, a girl in her early twenties,

   Make a lot of serious money with your own skills, you need a house, a house, a car, a car, you need to save a lot of money,

   can also support their parents and help their family members, how many people want such a life and how many people can do it,

  You still feel bad about yourself, and you feel bad after a few relationships? "

   Even in Dayuan, the set of words of parents' life and matchmaker's words have gradually been eliminated.

   Besides, in this different world, whoever doesn't want to fall in love can go straight to the end,

   But how many people are so lucky, the one who started out is the right one.

   "But, but..."

   White tea curled and thick eyelashes blinked, and there were still a few crystal clear teardrops,

   just fell down, she knew that Sister Qingqing was right, but she still wanted to cry.

   "No, but white tea, you are fine, don't doubt yourself because of other people's harsh words with prejudiced eyes,

   You and Xiaobai are not in love with his sister. Xiaobai is twenty-seven this year. You have to believe that he can handle the relationship well.

  If he didn't go or was incapable of handling it, and waited for you to explain and compromise alone, then he wouldn't deserve your unhappiness. "

  Song Qing took a sip of the lime ice drink at hand, without any intention to speak again,

   In this regard, Lord Huo Shi has done a good job. It is impossible for everyone in the Huo family to like her.

   It seems that Huo Ran didn't like herself at first, but Lord Huo Shi never made her feel embarrassed and couldn't come to the stage,

  I am an adult, I am not a child who knows nothing about the world, if I can't even do the most basic thing to protect my lover,

  Then end it as soon as possible, if you can't fall in love, you don't have to expect anything after marriage, whether male or female.

  There are not many people at the racecourse at this time, and the surroundings are still quite quiet.

   White tea held the cup and held it for a while, took a deep breath, and hummed as if determined.

   "Okay, if it's a big deal, let's be sad for a while."

   But she still can't bear to be obedient, alas...

   People who have seriously liked are not so easy to give up when they say they give up. As a past person,

  Song Qing knew this well, thinking that after returning to Dayuan, she and the dog man had to draw a line again,

   The light in his eyes flickered slightly, and the gloom and subtlety that passed away in an instant, the fingertips holding the straw tightened,

  Well, we still have to pay close attention to the raw flour dumplings. It is also good for no man to have a soft and glutinous padded jacket by his side.

  When the two of them were thinking about each other, there was a rapid sound of horseshoes kicking from far to near,

  Song Qing's slightly slack eyebrows twitched, raised his eyes, a tall horse with shiny and dark hair, red eyes rushing uncontrollably,

   Running frantically towards the rest area, the body often reacts to danger faster than the brain.

   “peng—”

  The loud noise of the obstacles being crushed and collapsed to the ground, as well as the neighing sound of the horse's sadness, resounded in my ears.

   was thrown out of the safe area by a force of white tea, holding the glass and staring blankly at everything in front of him,

   A gust of wind covered his face with a heat wave, he suddenly sobered up, threw his cup away and rushed towards the rest area,

   "Sister Qingqing!"

   "Don't come here, I'm fine."

  Song Qing's gaze retracted from the dark horse that fell to the ground and was completely dead, and looked at Bai Cha running over to stop it.

  Scarlet hot blood gushed out from the horse's neck, and the strong **** smell spread in the sunlight, which was especially pungent.

   "Sister Qingqing, your hands are bleeding and your face hurts? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll call the 120 ambulance and come here soon,

  I'm sorry Sister Qingqing, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have called you to come over..."

  The blood was so frightened by the white tea that he panicked and took out his mobile phone to make an emergency call. His fingers were shaking because of fear.

  Song Qing tried her best to ignore the warm and sticky blood to stop the discomfort on her face and hands.

   "I don't need white tea, I'm not injured, this is not my blood, it's all horse's."

   "Really, really?"

  Bai Cha raised his eyes and stared at Song Qing, his fingertips resting on the phone screen were still shaking uncontrollably, his voice almost choked.

   "Really, don't be afraid, don't call an ambulance, just call the police."

  Song Qing's eyes jumped straight to the two of them, and the several racecourse staff who ran over anxiously,

   Projecting behind everyone, the blond middle-aged man on the horse,

   can be regarded as an acquaintance, Lin Fanghua's lover, Wei Lin, has the premise of a hot search on Weibo, so it is difficult for her to think about this matter today.

   "Hof people, are you and your friends all right?"

   The one who was speaking was headed by the staff of the racecourse. His face was ugly. From the corner of his eye, he hurriedly glanced at the dark horse that fell to the ground.

   Looking at Song Qing and Bai Cha who were standing intact, he breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces were pale and pale with the whiteness of the rest of their lives.

   Before the staff in charge of the racecourse ran over, several waiters in the service lounge ran out first.

   However, because he is usually only responsible for simple tasks and has no direct contact with internal affairs, one by one stands bewildered.

   "Do you know what the consequences would be today if I hadn't avoided it just now?"

  Song Qing didn't answer the question, took the towel that Bai Cha pulled from the dumb waiter's hand, and wiped the sticky blood-stained hands little by little.

  's calm tone, as if she was not the one who had experienced the critical moment of life and death.

The person in charge led by    turned pale, and the chill spread all over his body. Of course he knew what the consequences would be, and because he knew, he was afraid.

   "People from Hof, what happened just now is indeed our fault. We are willing to pay compensation and meet all the conditions you put forward. I'm really sorry. We didn't expect this kind of thing to happen."

   "Mistake?"

  Song Qing hung the blood-stained towel on the round table that had collapsed due to the force of the impact.

   A pair of beautiful eyes appeared with a smile that was not a smile because of the staff's remarks, and looked at the horse's reins to stop but did not mean to turn over,

   With a high attitude, he despised the ants, and Wei Lin, who was full of drama, had a sharp coldness under the interest in his eyes.

   (end of this chapter)