Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 9 Then I will accompany you

  In the highest-floor building of the community in the prime area of ​​Beijing, at 7:30 pm,

   Outside the huge glass floor-to-ceiling windows is a spacious balcony. Next to a few green plants, there is an astronomical telescope with the most advanced accessories.

  Song Qing, dressed in snow-white silk pajamas, Ge You slumped on the soft sofa, her wavy black hair was not completely dry and was dyed with water vapor.

   Porcelain White's slender long legs folded lazily on the table, the red wine in the goblet on the crystal table at his hand swayed lightly, his eyes poked at the screen,

   Da Yuan's first magic stick: [Mr. Huo, are you there? What are you doing】

   After thinking about it, he sent another sentence,

   Dayuan No. 1 Magic Stick: [Did you miss me? 】Walking eyes.jpg

  Song Qing hooked her lips in satisfaction, picked up the high wine glass, shook it gracefully and took a sip,

   Waiting for a reply from a dog man who once said, 'Even if you turn into a gray widow, you'll recognize it as you'.

   Huo's old house, brightly lit,

   It will be Mrs. Huo's 70th birthday in two days. All the four houses of Huo's family, which have developed all over the world, have come back. There are many people.

   A few of the grandchildren gathered around the old lady and said things to please the old lady, and the others were also greeting each other.

   Laughter and laughter in the living room,

   Huo Yu was the only one, sitting quietly on the single-seat sofa in dark home clothes, tall and proud, sitting upright and noble,

  No one came forward except for the greetings from the juniors and a few greetings from the elders, either because they didn’t want to or didn’t dare.

  Huo Yuxijing, Liang Bo, who has been accustomed to temperament since he was a child, usually does not like to be disturbed by excessive enthusiasm. The whole Huo family is aware of this.

   The phone vibrates and the screen lights up, and the WeChat chat page pops up.

   Huo Yu's cold brows and eyes eased slightly, and his slender fingers with sharp knuckles tapped the screen to reply one by one patiently, [Here, we have a meeting at home, I thought about it. 】

   The message came back soon from there,

   Dayuan No. 1 Magic Stick [Ah, then am I bothering you? 】

  This 'la' is used very cleverly, with a hint of intimacy and coquettishness, which invisibly narrows the distance between the two who have only met once and are not familiar with each other.

  Huo Yu's mind flashed the sly beautiful eyes that she saw in the car today, and hooked her lips, "No. 】

  【No one spoke to me. 】

   over the phone,

  Song Qing has already got up from the sofa, came to the balcony and put his hand on the astronomical telescope at will, enjoying the night view of the prosperous Beijing city.

   When I saw this sentence, I was stunned,

  Huo Yu's WeChat nickname is very simple, Y, cold and clear, just like his people, whether it is Emperor Dayuan or the current Huo Yu,

   is all,

   Aloof and alone.

  Song Qing instantly made up his mind that the man was left alone in the corner, looking at the happy faces of the whole family,

   After all, she often experienced this kind of scene in the Song family, and of course she never cared about being a few clowns singing for free,

  Because she has the memory of Da Yuan and knows who she is, but Huo Yu doesn't know...

  Song Qing felt distressed, and suddenly, the mother's love overflowed, she tapped the screen and clicked send without hesitation,

  【Then I will accompany you~】Add a cute emoji pack of touching your head.jpg

   The news is still very fast this time [Okay. 】

  Song Qing nodded, and gave this kind of news a quick response in his heart +1.

  Opened Baidu to find some funny jokes, and sent them to the poor man on the other end of the phone to avoid being too lonely and sad.

   So much so that the Huo family's old house,

   When the elders were chatting, Yu Guang would pay attention to Huo Yu, who is now in power, and was surprised to find that their nephew, who was used to being incapable of understanding emotions and anger, seemed to be in a good mood tonight.

   "Big ~ Brother ~"

   The milky sound is soft and waxy,

   The son of the eldest son of the Huo family's second roommate, who is also the son of Huo Yu's cousin Huo Shaochen.

   The little guy is just two and a half years old this year, his soft hands are pulling the edge of Huo Yu's trousers, and his raised face is white and tender.

  The eyes are like crystal clear purple grapes, and the curled eyelashes flicker and flicker, which is very cute.

"Hahaha!"

   Huo Shaochen was amused by his son. He patted his thigh and laughed, and glared at his husband with a soft temper.

   Quickly got up from the sofa and came over to the little guy, rubbed his son's head dumbfoundedly, and taught in a soft voice,

   "Xingxing can't, you want to be called Uncle, you can't be called Big Brother like daddy, do you know?"

   (end of this chapter)