Madam is a Superstar

  Chapter 293 Pregnancy Responses

   Three days later, at eight o'clock on the summer night,

  The entire forest surrounding the private manor is quiet and peaceful, except for the occasional one or two unknown insect chirping.

  The bedroom in the main building is lit with soft lights, the floor-to-ceiling glass windows are closed with large curtains, and in the spacious and comfortable lazy sofa directly opposite,

  The couple cuddled with each other, while wearing a mask and listening to soothing music,

   "Om—"

   One of the two mobile phones on the desktop rang a mechanized ringtone, which belonged to the male host.

  Song Qing consciously moved his head that was leaning on Huo Yu's shoulder, and picked up a soft pillow in his arms,

  Closed her eyes and fell asleep. Ever since she was pregnant with powder dumplings, her laziness has gotten worse day by day.

   "Asheng."

   When Huo Yu picked up the phone and connected it, he stretched out his arms and palms to cover the woman's black and thick hair,

   rubbed soothingly, acting like he was teasing the wild and recalcitrant cat at home.

   "Ayu, William took his private jet to return to country y half an hour ago, your people can be put away."

"I know."

  The phone call was very brief, Huo Yu hung up the phone and turned his head to meet the smiling eyes of the woman beside him,

   "William left? Carrying the plane overnight?"

  Song Qing's good mood was undisguised. Although she did not lean against each other, it did not prevent her from hearing the content of the chat.

  The wedding is approaching, she always wanted to take her wife back to the countryside to pick up the two old people to Beijing in person,

  How could there be William, a lunatic who would use a knife and a gun at every turn, and Lord Huo Shi was not at ease to let her go,

  If William doesn't leave again, he can only let the people of Lord Huo Shi go to the countryside to take over the two old men.

  If it wasn't for the last resort, she still wanted to pick up the two old people in person. Grandparents and grandparents have never been out a few times in their lives.

   There is no reason to let unfamiliar people take over the two elders. After all, the people around Lord Huo Shi,

   Grandpa and grandma are only familiar with Xiaobai. If Xiaobai picks it up, it is too easy to reveal. Everyone knows that Xiaobai is the person of Lord Huo Shi.

   "Well, let's go."

   Huo Yu knew all these things. His slender and well-proportioned fingers pinched the woman's delicate cheeks,

   He knew that he was so busy at this stage that he couldn't get away to accompany her, so he was so happy?

   He stretched his arms and embraced him again, his straight high nose rubbed against the snow-white shoulders and necks.

   "When are you going to leave?"

  The matter of returning to the countryside has been finalized since the two of them received the Dragon's Head Horn Cup from William.

   You don’t need to say more, you can understand what the starting point in the words specifically refers to.

  Song Qing has lost the drowsy sleepiness just now, and the soothing music in the bedroom is no longer a lullaby.

   "Of course, the sooner the better. There are only a few days before the end of the month. Besides, I can't come back as soon as I go back. I must stay for a day or two."

   In a light tone, he turned around and stretched out his fingertips to remove the mask from the man's face.

  Really, it’s just a matter of coaxing you to apply the mask together, and it’s rubbing against yourself every time.

   "A day or two?"

  Huo Yu raised his eyebrows, and as soon as the mask was removed, that handsome and precious face was exposed to the air,

   This man's skin is undoubtedly excellent, whether in the great abyss or in this other world,

   "It's really jealous."

  Song Qing muttered to himself, stood up from his broad embrace and threw away the mask, and took off his own face and threw it away,

   "Well, what's wrong?"

   As he spoke, his slender and shiny fingertips had already started to pat his face.

   came back and put his knees on the sofa, half bent down and patted Huo Yu's face.

   "In a day or two, will Qingqing miss me?"

   The distance between the two is very close, Huo Yu raised his arm and wrapped it around Song Qing's waist,

   The handsome face that was close at hand also got closer and closer, and the deep eyes like the sea reflected the appearance of the person in front of him.

"you guess."

  Song Qing felt that she was really bad. She knew exactly what the man wanted, but she was ambiguous and did not answer directly.

   Huo Yu was not satisfied with such an answer, his eyes fell to his lower abdomen, and he was not at ease.

"I go with you."

  Song Qing was so helpless, Huo Shizhu's excessive protection sometimes made her feel that she was not alone, but a fragile ceramic doll in the kitchen window.

   "Aren't you very busy at this stage? There's no need. It's just a trip back. Counting the time for the round trip, it will be over soon."

  Huo Yu's straight and arrogant figure was half leaning on the high-back sofa, his quiet black eyes and beautiful eyes looked at each other, his thin lips were pursed, and he didn't say a word.

   Being looked at like this, Song Qing's words, "Go and wash the mask", were stuck in his throat. He couldn't tell how he felt.

   What I have to say is that I have been a little tired recently, and I don’t want to have conflicts or quarrels in the middle of the night, so I simply took a step back and compromised,

   "Okay, if your schedule can be pushed back, let's go back together."

   In the end, he wanted to go to the bathroom first, but his hands were held in time by the big palms. The temperature of the palms touched, and the mellow voice sounded at the same time.

   "I asked them to drive you and the old priest there."

  The old lady is afraid of being too high to sit on a plane. Miao Shui mentioned this when she was eating at a Thai restaurant that day, and both of them kept it in mind.

   "You've been getting more and more sleepy recently. It's not safe to drive back by yourself. There are too many bends on the mountain road with grandparents, so it's not as easy to drive as the road in the capital."

   These are all things that Song Qing has no reason to refute, nor does he intend to refute them, the lazy voice is quite docile to his ears,

"it is good."

  Because of this unprovoked conflict, the atmosphere between the husband and wife was inexplicably subtle.

   was not in the mood to do anything else, the bedroom in the main building quietly fell into darkness before 8:30,

   Even so, the two who were accustomed to sleeping with each other in their arms still did not turn their backs to each other.

  Song Qing, as always, snuggled into the man's arms, leaning against her chest to listen to the strong and rhythmic heartbeat,

   Embracing her strong narrow waist and feeling the scent of ambergris that made her feel at ease,

   "Song Qing."

"Ok?"

  The chin was lifted up by the slender and well-proportioned fingers unexpectedly, and it slammed into the dark eyes,

   "Three or four days, will you miss me?"

  Huo Yu didn't give Song Qing a chance to answer. With a few strands of cold moonlight, he still skillfully held the woman's soft red lips,

   After a strong and long kiss, the cold lip line was attached to the ear to kiss, the voice line was **** and hoarse,

   "I will miss you so much."

  Song Qing could clearly feel how much the force around his waist tightened, and the sour fermentation wrapped around his heart hurting badly.

   "Of course I will miss you too, Nangong Yu, don't think about it, I love you very much."

   There was a brief silence in the air-conditioned room, just when Song Qing thought he couldn't wait for an answer,

  The lips were choked again unexpectedly. Unlike the strong kiss just now, the kiss this time was carefully ground, with extreme patience and gentleness.

"no kidding."

  Song Qing couldn't bear such tenderness the most, she pushed her beautiful eyes away in time without consciously showing affection, and the corners of her eyes filled with adorable tears.

   Huo Yuquan's arm around the beauty's waist exerted a little force, and he imprisoned the person in his arms again, punishing him for biting the seductive vermilion lips,

   "You don't want me to accompany you back, Song Qing, love me, eh?"

  Song Qing: "..."

   Her original intention was to be considerate of his recent tiredness and troubles in the group. Where did this man think he was?

   Zhou Fei said that it is normal for pregnant women to think too much, so right now, is it her or her Huo Shizhu who is pregnant with powder dumplings?

   (end of this chapter)