Madam is a Superstar

I remembered something and added,

"But you have to send someone to check their background. I don't want to do bad things with good intentions."

After saying that, I felt a little guilty and lacking confidence. I stopped at my restless fingertips where my abdominal muscles were dancing.

Turning to circle the narrow waist, she pressed the charming queen's face against the broad, warm and secure arms,

Immersed in mature hormones and the refreshing ambergris, the delicate red lips open and close and bite, the ending sound is seductive,

"Hardworking husband."

With the next breath, the man's straight and well-proportioned fingers lifted up his chin slightly, and looked into Nangong Yu's abyss-like eyes.

Nangong Yufeng's eyes contained an indulgent smile, and his rough fingertips touched the delicate skin of the beloved woman's chin, caressing them slowly,

"How do you plan to reward Qingqing?"

Thump, thump, thump…

Song Qing could clearly hear her own accelerated heartbeat. Speaking of which, after the two of them came back from another world,

From the beginning of sneaking out of the window in the middle of the night to now being aboveboard, it has been a long time since I have been like this.

Once the relationship gradually stabilizes, it is normal for there to be no ambiguity or excitement when we first get together.

After returning to Dayuan for the second time, this man was really busy. Occasionally he came back once or twice and didn't have time to eat with her.

The third time they took care of Fendanzi, many times the two of them tacitly suppressed the sparks that were about to spark in the cradle.

Rice dumplings,

Like a blow to the head, Song Qing immediately cut his losses and let the little deer in his heart beat to death by himself.

Unable to dodge Nangong Yu's increasingly unfathomable and scorching eyes, he reached out and randomly picked up the book on the table and brought it to the man.

"As a reward for you to drink the tonic soup that Yuan'er made for me tomorrow morning, look at your recipe. The king of a country should put state affairs first and always think about things that are not available.

I went to bed first, and I would spend the rest of the time researching the connection between the wooden plaque and Dongchen with my master. "

After saying that, he left Nangong Yu's arms and closed the slightly open collar of his coat without looking back.

She opened her long, fair and straight legs and walked in. She was afraid that when she looked back, she couldn't help but be greedy and cough.

However,

Steady and powerful footsteps rose up behind him, and there was no time to avoid the tightness of his waist.

The whole person was picked up by Nangong Yu firmly in his arms, and he walked towards the huge bed.

Ao'an's straight upper body is slightly bent, and her thin lips are whispering softly and seductively in the ear of her beloved,

"I asked the old priest, please be more careful if you are more than three months old."

Song Qing was usually shameless in front of the old lady, but now she felt ashamed, so she pinched the man's waist and gritted her teeth.

"How can you ask this so easily, Donor Huo? Have you been counting on your fingers behind my back and waiting for this day since I found out I was pregnant with Fendanzi?"

It was originally an unintentional rebuke, but it was met with Nangong Yu's sexy and hoarse laughter.

He carefully laid Song Qing down on the soft and comfortable quilt, and his tall and majestic body leaned down.

His generous palm touched the slightly bulging belly through the black blouse, his voice was gentle and mellow,

"I turned thirteen five days ago."

After saying that, he placed a kiss on the swollen belly, and the most tender night began.

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At the same time, outside the palace,

In the Yun Mansion, which is one street away from the Su Mansion, the hall in the yard of the head mother, Mrs. Yun,

The lanterns in the promenade have just been lit by the servants, and the folk customs of Dayuan are open, and the night market opens at night.

Even if you don't go out, there are many ways to relax and entertain at home. Most people from some families will not go to bed too early.

"Okay, as long as there is a nanny here to take care of you, it's very cold today. In consideration of your hard work in the past, go back and rest early today."

Two maids brought in the burning coals, and within a short time the hall became much warmer.

Mrs. Yun stopped caring about her son and took the warm hand from Tang Pozi from the nanny who was serving her.

He whispered instructions to the two maids in the hall and the servant who lit the soothing incense,

It snowed last night and it's melting snow today. It's really freezing, especially now that it's dark.

"Thank you, Madam."

People really want to go back early to rest and finish the work at hand.

He happily blessed his wife, Mrs. Yun, who was the host, and went down with many thanks.

Aunt Wu was Mrs. Yun’s dowry maid back then, and she has been serving Mrs. Yun until now.

As soon as the servants left, Mrs. Yun would stand guard at the entrance of the hall without even opening her mouth.

"Mom, why are you so cautious? Dad is making things difficult for you because of sister?"

Yunji casually put down the steaming tea cup and patted his aqua blue quilted robe.

Because I failed to bully the little beggar at the East Street Flower Market at noon, I was pushed out by my classmates again.

In front of a woman and so many people watching, he lost the face of a dashing young man and opened his mouth very impatiently.

"Snapped!"

As soon as the servants left, Mrs. Yun didn't have so many scruples. She didn't know when to get up from her position as chief.

He walked straight to Yunji, raised his hand and slapped his useless son on the head.

Yunji was already in a bad mood, but Mrs. Yun's unprovoked slap instantly ignited the fire in his heart.

Teng stood up from his seat and was a head taller than Mrs. Yun, but when he met Mrs. Yun's sharp eyes, his aura was weakened by three points.

But she was not willing to let it go, because Mrs. Yun, a mother-in-law, was usually dissatisfied with her love.

"Mom, you hit your child again for no reason. The child is now twenty, and it is the right time to start a family, start a career and become famous.

You are still beating your child like this. If word spreads outside, how can your child show his face and behave like a human being? "

Aunt Wu who was guarding the door listened to the movement inside and shook her head helplessly.

Not to mention that the young master can have a family, a career, and a great reputation. If the young master can stop causing trouble outside and cause trouble to his wife for a day, she will be satisfied.

"Yunji! Your sister's body is still cold, and you hang out with those gangsters all day long. That's your sister from the same mother. Do you have any intention?"

Mrs. Yun looked at her son with disappointment, and then thought about her daughter who died in the harem inexplicably, and became even more heartbroken.

When I mentioned Ajie and looked at my mother's appearance, the remaining seven points of aura on Yunji's body was completely gone.

Shrinking his head, he took the initiative to hold Mrs. Yun's arm, and used his best scoundrel expression to coax people.

"My dear, I know you feel sorry for my sister. Of course, my dear, you feel sorry for me too, but my sister has already passed away.

Moreover, my sister is practicing witchcraft in the harem, and she offends that person in the palace. The power of life and death in the entire Great Yuan lies in that person's thoughts.

Even if the kid wants to do something, he can't do anything. He can only go out and play wildly to make himself not miss his sister so much. "

"you!"

The first words still sound the same, but the later words become more and more outrageous.

Mrs. Yun was so angry that she brushed away Yunji's hand and pointed at Yunji with red eyes, unable to speak for a long time.