Madam is a Superstar

  Chapter 42 Private, I want to hide

"Ok?"

  Song Qing returned to his senses, put down the teacup, and put her slender hand on Huo Yu's shoulder, smiling innocently and her sweet voice was a bit charming,

   "I'm interested in antiques, so I came here to have a look. How about you, husband, why are you here?"

   exhaled like a blue orchid, hooked with the aroma of clear wine, and tickled the heart invisibly.

   Song Qing was unaware, and his attention somehow fell on the black shirt that Huo Yu had just stretched out and unbuttoned two buttons at will.

   Under the dark light and shadow of the private room, the ambiguous traces left by her nibbling on his neck in the car at that time clearly came into the eyes of people.

  Song Qing was itching, what should I do? I still want to bite. If I bite, it will be much more angry than the emperor dragon who has passed over by hugging and hugging.

   This is also her accidental discovery. If dog men can be like those antique antiques,

   Obediently let her take it home, take it out and bite it when you need it,

   "Drinking?"

   The voice is still as mellow as it has been soaked in spirits, and there is no emotional fluctuation in it.

   Just a strong arm wrapped around Song Qing's slender waist, bringing the person into his arms quietly.

   Seeing Jiang Ting and Pei Sinian in the private room, they were sullen and wise in their hearts. They are all smart people.

   Compared with Ayu's sister-in-law, he is obviously more jealous of Ayu, and more precisely because of Ayu's body.

  Look at Ayu again,

   Talk about being boring, but he unbuttons his buttons and sits on his lap with his sister-in-law on his lap. Talk about being smart, obviously he is old and jealous but refuses to show it.

  Tsk tsk, sure enough, the three-year-old generation gap, A Yu's way of falling in love is something that young people like them can't understand.

   "Are you, the second young master of the Pei family?"

   As the two of them murmured, they only heard the woman's lazy voice with a somewhat uncertain voice,

   Pei Sinian raised his eyes, met Song Qing's eyes, nodded, and said softly, "I am, sister-in-law has heard of me?"

   I've only heard of it. Two years ago, I almost kicked your elder brother's life. Not long ago, he just slapped your old man with a lot of money.

   Of course, Song Qing would not say such a thing. He smiled calmly and generously without revealing any flaws.

   "Of course, my name is Song Qing. Seeing is better than hearing a hundred things. Second Young Master is indeed a talent."

   These words can be said to be quite official and polite,

   "Where, my sister-in-law is more beautiful than the rumored one." Pei Sinian answered with the same courtesy.

  The story of the Song family picking up a 23-year-old eldest lady from the countryside two years ago has spread a lot in the wealthy circle.

   It is about the impeccable beauty of this Miss Song family, and the unexpected,

   is particularly famous for his arrogant temperament, which runs counter to self-abasement and cowardice.

  Under the light and shadow,

  Huo Yu's three-dimensional awe-inspiring brow bones tend to soften, like a big lion who only gets his beloved and is quieted down by his hair,

   The chin rested lightly on Song Qing's iris-scented neck, closed his eyes and rested.

   The arms that were wrapped around the waist of the woman in his arms never meant to be moved away. He had no plans to introduce them.

   It's enough for them to recognize their faces. In his own heart, he wants to hide people even more.

   For some reasons, Jiang Ting is a little addicted to smoking. Some women are not smoking out of basic literacy.

   He was playing with a lighter with a cold silver texture in his hand, and seeing all this into his eyes, the corners of the cold white and evil Jun's face twitched lightly,

   When he looked away, he happened to meet Song Qing's eyes with three incomprehensible and seven-point meaningful eyes on his face.

   Being looked at by such eyes, Jiang Ting felt a little fluffy in his heart.

   subconsciously wanted to say hello politely, but Song Qing was taken one step ahead.

   (end of this chapter)