Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 275 Why do you want to taste the pain of love

   After the call ended, Song Qing's hair was almost wiped to a half-dry state.

  Huo Yu picked up the hairdryer on the side, and patiently dried the waterfall-like curls,

   He reached out and embraced the person, his chiseled chin resting lightly on the delicate shoulders and neck of the skin,

   Greed for the faint fragrance of irises, which seems to be absent, as for the big palm, which is caressing Song Qing's abdomen,

   seems to be able to feel the presence of the child, and has no intention of removing it for a long time.

   "Did you find anything?"

  Song Qing asked knowingly while turning the page, her voice still tinged with the sloppy after bathing,

   The joke was exchanged for Huo Yu to place a kiss on the shoulder and neck, arousing a little warmth and numbness,

   "Why didn't my family and I mention that we also have a Chinese wedding?"

   Not long after discussing the wedding with the old lady, the others also drove back one after another.

   I finally came back from various places, and I had to stay at home for two days before leaving.

   Besides, this time, there are still group affairs to be handed over, and everyone will inevitably raise a word or two about the wedding. After all, we are a family.

   "Just do one, I didn't think about it before, there are only so many things to prepare,

   The Chinese-style wedding in China is similar to ours in Dayuan, and we can do it again when we go back..."

   Song Qing stopped abruptly here, closed the book and turned to face the man who surrounded her,

   "Nangong Yu, how do you plan to explain that the child in my womb belongs to you after you go back?"

   Going back is bound to go back to the time before this man was struck by that thunderbolt, and no matter if the powder dumplings come out at that time,

   It's not easy to explain to the world, if she doesn't stay with this man after she goes back, that's all.

   She can block Yunyou's mouth with any reason, no matter what, she is also a priest of the Great Abyss,

   Her daughter is not something that everyone can talk about, and she has nothing to do with outsiders again and can't get in their way.

   Being with Nangong Yu is different. Fan Tuanzi is the emperor's heir, and it can be imagined what kind of **** the ministers will do when it comes to the emperor's heir.

   "Why do you need to explain that what Song Qing, the priest of Dayuan, can only conceive is the child of Dayuan Emperor Nangong Yu."

   Huo Yu's eyes darkened, his slender and well-proportioned fingers raised Song Qing's chin and kissed it tightly,

   While swearing absolute sovereignty in an unequivocal tone, the strong possessiveness is self-evident.

   Even the ruthless Sen Han who rose up with his disciples, obviously couldn't hear the slightest remark that Song Qing was not his Nangong Yu's woman.

   "Speaking of business."

  Song Qing rejected Huo Yu's deep kiss that he wanted to continue, and slender jade hand pushed aside the broad shoulders and patted the situation, indicating to be serious,

   A mellow and magnetic laughter overflowed from Huo Yu's throat. The lion, a ferocious carnivore in the grassland, was not as obedient as usual this time.

   The tall and sturdy body leaned forward, and the female close to him shed a warm breath on the ear, and the words were milled out from the thin lips,

   "Don't worry about this, Song Qing, everyone in the world knows that I love you."

   "Otherwise, do you think that your mother taught you how to grasp a man's heart, is it really because you are too busy in your old age to panic, eh?"

  Song Qing: "..." Could it be, isn't it?

at the same time,

   A villa area far away from the bustling area of ​​the center of the capital, in a three-story house,

   Bai Cha couldn't sleep, and rolled back and forth on the oversized pink princess bed,

  10 steps away, Naan Bing lazily lay in the same pink luxury dog ​​kennel,

   A husky face is silly and silly, indicating that he cannot understand the confusing behavior of the owner,

"Ugh."

  The white tea finally stopped rolling, lay flat in a large shape, looked at the ceiling and let out a long sigh,

   Soft girl Lolita's face is indescribably dejected, her cherry blossom-colored mouth pouted into an oil can,

   "Sure enough, you laugh with your mom and dad during the day, but at night you still can't help thinking about crying obediently?"

   "Wang."

  The naan cake gave a very face-saving bark, lest the host talk to himself and the picture would be too cold,

   Bai Cha glanced in the direction of the naan cake, and saw that the silly dog ​​at home began to wag his tail happily at himself,

   The corners of his mouth twitched, he picked up the phone that was left on the bed and walked to the sofa wearing slippers,

   "Wow."

   Bai Cha crossed his legs and sat down when the naan cakes came over. Although he didn't jump on the sofa, he was obviously eager to try.

   "No, see no, that's your sofa, sit on your own sofa."

   White tea finger pointed to the dog-specific sofa on the right, but Naan didn't buy it.

   But he didn't insist on huddling with the master, and obediently squatted down beside the white tea sofa,

   Then he raised his head and looked at the white tea to ask for a compliment.

   Bai Cha sighed again, and while opening the King of Glory game interface, he reached out and rubbed the fluffy head of the silly silly dog,

   "Hmmm, really stupid."

   "Wow!"

  The naan cake doesn't understand, but it doesn't prevent it from thinking that the owner is complimenting it for being smart,

  The evening wind in early August outside the window is hot, and the air conditioner is on in the house. One person, one dog, one person plays games, the other watches the owner play games.

   "Victory!"

   "Om—"

   The notification sound of game victory fell, the vibrating sound sounded and the WeChat message jumped out at the same time.

   Bai Cha habitually crossed out the message, and returned to the game lobby to start a new round of matching immediately.

   When I entered the stage of choosing heroes, I felt a little strange.

   After banning the hero, exit and click on the WeChat interface to take a look.

   At first glance, the whole person is a little confused. The red dot showing the unread message is Shen Hui's avatar frame. The chat content is very short and you can read it completely without clicking on it.

  Spring flowers are blooming [White tea, you and my brother will be reconciled. 】

   "Om—"

   is another new message, this time it is longer,

  【My mother and I are not against you anymore, of course it doesn’t mean we accept you, but we can’t see my brother becoming decadent because of breaking up with you,

The    family didn't want to go back, and he didn't want to take the initiative to tell us a word when he came back, and he didn't eat the large table of meals prepared. 】

   "Om—"

  【I don't know where you attract my brother. 】

   Seeing this line of words, Bai Cha pouted, bit his lip and hesitated for a while, and finally chose to exit the dialog box and return to the game interface.

   It happened to be her turn to choose a hero, and nine out of ten left at the end were support positions.

   Angrily poked at the screen and chose a Cai Wenji, hard-heartedly left Shen Hui to dry,

  Why do they let themselves break up with Gu Guai, they will break up, and let themselves and Gu Guai get back together, she will get back together,

  Why do she have to make compromises when it comes to love, and let people come and linger,

   Who is not the princess who was held in the palm of the hand by my parents, sister Qingqing was right at the racecourse that day,

   She is young, rich and beautiful, not only cute but also has an interesting soul, what does she want!

   Isn't the game delicious? Isn't it delicious to eat, drink and have fun? Isn't it good to make money by taking a list of tarot cards? Why do you have to taste the pain of love!

  Girls need to be free and easy, and they must be able to hold and let go, so as not to suffer from love.

   (end of this chapter)