Madam is a Superstar

Saturday is the old lady's 70th birthday, and it was already afternoon when Song Qing went to the headquarters of the Huo Group.

Instead of going back to their own residence, they waited for Huo Yu to finish his work and went to the shopping mall together to pick out a birthday gift for the old lady, and then the husband and wife went back to the old residence directly.

just walked in,

Little Xingxing, who was wearing a green dinosaur cartoon costume, ran towards her with two short legs.

The little guy runs, and the tail of the dinosaur behind the little ass is also swaying, soft and cute,

But the little guy didn't know it himself, and his footsteps were thumping, and his milky voice was soft and waxy, Beautiful sister~

Cute crit!

double! !

Song Qing's heart, the kind that turns into a big cotton candy soft pink heart shape,

The dog man next to him was no longer aura of imperial dragon, so he let go of Huo Yu's arm, squatted down and opened his arms towards the little guy,

A small ball of milky milky fragrance just jumped into her arms, and the old aunt's heart was instantly filled.

Boji~

Little Xingxing made persistent efforts to send his Xiangruan brand of kisses, her little hands hugged Song Qing's neck tightly and complained,

Sister~play with Xingxing~brother is bad, don't play with Xingxing.

The corner of Huo Ran's mouth twitched, who was worried about following up behind him, his eyes looked faintly at Little Xing Xing's pouting butt,

I just want to tear off that green and swaying dinosaur tail,

Then give this naughty kid from my cousin's house a loving education to complete his childhood.

But when he met Huo Yu's gaze, the young man who had just turned nineteen almost instantly restrained his sharpness,

Pulling out the hand in the trouser pocket, the unruly posture dissipated, the back was straight, and the greeting was respectful,

Brother.

Huo Yu hummed lightly as a response, and introduced Song Qing to Huo Ran in a calm voice, hugging Song Qing's waist.

This is my wife, your sister-in-law, Song Qing.

The light in the eyes and the doubtful eyes of Song Qing, who was holding the little star, gradually softened and filled with warmth.

This is Huo Ran, third uncle's son, our cousin, who didn't come back before he was in college.

Just as Song Qing wanted to take the initiative to say hello, she saw Little Xingxing's fragrant and soft body lying on her shoulder and turning her back to everyone, reluctantly turned around,

Eyes as bright as obsidian looked at Huo Ran, and her small mouth pursed into a milky voice and complained, Bad brother!

Huo Ran: ...

Did Qingqing and A Yu come back?

Mrs. Huo's kind voice sounded in the spacious living room, it is not good to keep the old man waiting,

Song Qing and Huo Ran nodded, and walked towards the old lady with little Xingxing in their arms, Yes. Grandma, don't worry, walk slowly.

Huo Yu and Huo Ran were left at the door,

Huo Ran looked at the big hall brother in front of him whom he had admired since he was a child, hesitated to speak,

what you want to say?

It was Huo Yu who spoke first, whether it was the height advantage over Huo Ran or his mature and restrained demeanor,

It is incomparable for a boy who is not yet twenty, let alone facing this cousin who is nearly ten years younger than himself,

Huo Yu put away all the awe-inspiring and invisible sense of oppression in front of outsiders, and the patience that can be seen on his handsome face like a god.

Even so, the pressure Huo Ran felt did not decrease at all, unable to hold back the disgust and rejection in his heart,

Gritting his teeth, he still forced himself to look at those distant black eyes and ask the doubts in his heart.

Brother, are you really married to that young lady of the Song family?