Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 223 I'm not happy because I don't need it

  Song Qing looked at Huo Yu who was walking towards him, stopped and didn't move forward, let the man's strong arms wrap around his waist,

   "Go, go home."

  …

A few minutes later,

   The black and solemn convoy left the racecourse and drove back to the private manor at a steady and gentle speed.

  The air-conditioning in the Lincoln car is filled with ambergris, and the refreshing breath is refreshing.

   Song Qing took the mineral water that the man handed over to loosen the cap, and asked what he wanted to ask,

   "Why did you come here with Pei Jinnian?"

  Huo Yu unscrewed the cap of the second bottle of mineral water, tilted his head and quietly looked at Song Qing beside him for a while,

  I didn't drink the water that I unscrewed, and the arm wearing the watch raised the palm to drag the woman's face,

  The rough thumb pulp, rubbed very shallowly on the delicate chin,

   "He just came to talk to me about something."

   "Song Qing, don't pay attention to what those irrelevant people say, it's not worth it."

  Song Qing didn't speak, just pursed his lips wordlessly and met the man's eyes,

  The partition between the rear seat and the front seat in the car, let Ayou press the up button as early as the car starts,

   Neither of them spoke, the air gradually became very quiet, the emotional entanglement and contact of two lifetimes,

  Huo Yu believed that he knew the woman he loved better than anyone else.

   "Song Qing, there is no misfortune. My fate here is true. You are the only one who is fine. For me, you are my luck."

   "No need to be unhappy about it, no need, eh?"

   "Pfft."

   Song Qing didn't hold back the smile that kept turning up at the corners of his mouth, he tightened the bottle cap and put it aside,

   opened his hands to embrace the puzzled and slightly startled man, with a seductive face resting on his broad shoulders,

   The hand wrapped around Huo Yu's waist tightened and tightened. Even so, he still felt that it was not enough.

   I wish I could just blend in the marrow like this, the sweet and greasy words between husband and wife, one after another,

   "I am not unhappy, on the contrary I am very happy now because of you Nangong Yu."

   "How can I care about those irrelevant people, I only care about you, thinking about whether you will be the same as before when you regain your memory now,

  Because I caused trouble outside, ignored me and gave me a dead face, but I think this possibility should be very unlikely,

  Because you won't give me a cold face now, you'll just pick me up and spank me, I guess right? "

   Just thinking about it can make up the picture, and rudely pinched Huo Yu's ear,

   There was no chance for anyone to answer the call. Song Qing's flaming red lips were attached to the man's ear and he exhaled like a blue orchid.

   "Nangong Yu, I love you very much."

   She said this to Lord Huo Shi, who was born in this different world, but never to Nangong Yu,

   Whether it is Lord Huo Shi or Nangong Yu, she thinks that she has been poisoned into the bone marrow and has no cure.

   Don't care about him keeping himself in the dark, and deliberately don't ask when the memory is there,

The opportunity of    Jiuxing Lianzhu is not yet known, and she doesn't want to waste every cent and occupy his time.

   "Song Qing."

   Huo Yu's voice was hoarse, and his body was extremely stiff due to the excessive shock, and he strongly suppressed the great waves that were set off by the woman's heart.

   "Do you know what you're talking about?"

   Such a reaction is to be expected, Song Qing learned from people who are usually big cats,

   Buried his face in the man's neck and rubbed it randomly, while not forgetting to take a deep breath of the source of life,

   "Of course I know, is the emperor still deaf?"

   The tail tone hung with a tender smile, and he bit Huo Yu's shoulder with wickedness.

   "Do you want to listen to the emperor again, if you want, I can tell you a few more times while I'm in a good mood now."

   Song Qing regretted it a few minutes after saying this, until the Lincoln car stopped at the private manor,

   Her throat was relieved, she said so many times that her throat was burning with smoke,

   After getting off the car, Ayou and the others looked at him in astonishment, and drank half of the bottle of mineral water in one go.

   "Om—"

  Song Qing stepped into the living room, and the phone that was placed in Huo Yu's suit trouser pocket vibrated and rang, it was called by Bai Cha,

   "Hey baby, are you home yet?"

  Song Qing walked to the stairs while connecting, went up to take a shower, and changed his clothes by the way.

   Bai Cha came back with them and did not take the same car, the location was different, and they parted ways.

   Considering that Xiaochacha was in a low mood and not suitable for driving, she asked the bodyguard to drive her back home,

   Bai Cha on the other side of the call answered, and the two chatted for a few more words before the call ended.

  The bathroom of the master bedroom on the second floor soon became foggy, and Song Qing would not take a cold shower in the summer.

  I thought that Huo Yu went upstairs with her, if he still had something to say to her or a lasting kiss or something,

"Ha ha."

   Song Qing looked at Huo Yu who was also in the bathroom, and gave a very emotional and perfunctory smile,

   Obviously she still underestimated this dog man, how shameless he can be.

   After fifteen minutes, the two of them walked out of the bathroom filled with the scent of shower gel.

   A long, fiery kiss may be late, but it will never be absent,

   After the kiss ended, Song Qing skillfully adjusted her slightly disordered breathing, and refused to open the business with a grandiose sound.

   "I almost got my husband, it's daytime, it's not suitable."

  Huo Yu didn't think about that. He kissed the woman's forehead and pulled away.

   The phone that happened to be on the bedside table rang, and I walked over and picked it up.

  This is a racecourse that left the group at work time, so it is conceivable that it will not be leisurely.

  Song Qing sat down on one of the lazy sofas in the room, and slowly began to wipe her hair,

   She used to have little patience for drying her hair, so the meaning disappeared after a few moments.

  Click on WeChat to find the old lady who loves candy, the French manicure touches the lit screen, and inevitably there is a slight movement,

   Da Yuan's Second Magician [Master, are you sure that I just committed bad luck today, not a bloodbath? 】

   "Om—"

  Miao Shui responded very quickly, [Wife, didn't I figure out that you can escape? Besides,

  There are always some small accidents and small stimulations in life, otherwise it will be smooth sailing, and it will be boring without any challenges, right? 】

Small accident?

  Small stimulation?

  Song Qing's red lips twitched, it's really unnecessary for something like today's, the organization language is about to refute it and the dialog box pops up again,

  The old lady who loves candy [You kid, don’t always think about lying flat and being a salted fish. Before Nangong ascended the throne, you only thought about relying on me,

  After Nangong ascended the throne, you would lean back under his big tree and enjoy the shade comfortably. How can you do it if you don’t think ahead like this?

   Thank you, you still can't understand why that kid in Nangong wants to fight for the throne, how can he let you do whatever you want if he doesn't fight for that position? 】

   is a very long paragraph. If it was replaced by usual Miaoshui, it would definitely send a voice note directly, but this time it didn't. The intention is self-evident.

   The old lady finally hoped that the relationship between the two children would make some progress, but she had to quickly increase the fire,

  Song Qing paused at the fingertips that lit up the screen, froze.

   (end of this chapter)