Madam is a Superstar

Song Qing was woken up by the ringtone of the incoming call, her eyelids twitched and she wished she could smash the phone against the wall.

Which one?!

Which cutie, do you want to be assassinated by the great stick!

Shen Bai swallowed a mouthful of saliva outside the CEO's office, not sure if it was his illusion,

With Madam's tone, he always felt that Madam wanted to come along the phone line and strangle him to death.

Hey, husband, madam, I am Xiaobai, not Shen Bai.

Fart!

As soon as he gritted his teeth and broke out, Shen Bai's back felt cold and his scalp was numb, and he quickly farted.

Ma'am, it's like this. Miss Qiange just called to ask me if Master is busy.

I heard that she meant to come to the group to find some ties from the master, I think so,

This is wrong, it is against morality, so as a qualified and all-round special assistant,

I'll call you right away, ma'am, do you think you're free? Why don't you come over?

Wen Qiange? Send a tie?

Song Qing was finally willing to half open her eyes, glanced at the temperature of the air conditioner and felt her throat hurt a bit,

Sure enough, I should listen to Huo Benefactor's words, but now...

Meimou was drowsy, she sat up from the big bed with her hands on her hands and narrowed her eyes dangerously, Go, of course, wait.

Send a tie, oh, send a fart!

The high priest has a big heart? No, the high priest is narrow-minded!

Seven minutes later, the fiery red Ferrari drove into the underground parking garage of the Huo Group headquarters.

The car door opened, and Shen Bai, who was guarding the door of the president's elevator and heard the sound, greeted him,

His eager steps stopped, his body stiffened, and he almost wanted to poke his eyes on the spot,

What are you doing in a daze, go up.

Song Qing's heart-wrenching tears rippling, she was very satisfied with Shen Bai's reaction,

Stepping on the stilettos and walking towards the president's exclusive elevator, the light fragrance of irises is left everywhere you pass.

The elevator doors slowly closed,

Husband, madam, may I take the liberty to ask what brand and size of clothes you usually like to wear?

The president's elevator is very spacious, Shen Bai only dared to stand aside, he didn't dare to look around for fear of losing his eyes when he said this,

The one-shoulder light blue tight skirt showed the fiendish figure vividly,

Long black curly hair like a waterfall, wantonly scattered on the white shoulders and neck,

The charming face of the demon queen, the rose petals and flaming red lips curled up in a playful arc,

Why, Xiaobai is interested in these things of mine?

The tone is lazy and bewitching, it sounds casual but contains unclear scrutiny,

But if she is interested in a sentence, she has to consider and pay attention to it, lest her little white tea be cheated,

No no no!

Ma'am, you have misunderstood, I think you are dressed like this, according to my understanding of the master,

Master will definitely ask me to buy you some clothes later, so I will ask in advance, so I know what to expect.

Shen Bai hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, he was interested in his wife as a joke,

Robbing women from the master, is he tired of working or wants to leave this beautiful human world.

Ding--

The elevator door opened, Huo Yu was not in the office,

Ma'am, I'm in a meeting now, but it's about time. The size of your clothes...

Shen Bai wants to hold on a little longer, after all, it's better to miss one glance, having eyes is better than no eyes,

No, you go to work.

Song Qing put her expensive bag on the desk, and sat calmly in the boss chair.

She can't sit on the dog man's dragon chair in Dayuan, but she can still sit on the boss chair in this different world without any scruples.

All right.

Shen Bai didn't insist on rushing out of the office to the conference room any longer, he also picked up his wife in his busy schedule,

The office is spacious and comfortable, Song Qing rests her elbows on the desk and points her fingertips unconsciously,

Om—

The phone vibrates, and the WeChat message that pops up after a quick glance is from Huo Ran.

[Sister-in-law, are you with elder brother? 】

The tip of the brows raised lightly, making me want to laugh for no reason. Is this going to give her small reports one after another?

Well, it seems that she is popular?

Replying to the affirmative sentence, the young man didn't reply again. The corner of Song Qing's mouth twitched inexplicably sympathizing with the future cousin,

Look at this way of chatting that is even more annoying than straight men, tsk, Huo Benefactor still has her heart.

After waiting for a long time, the office door opened and Song Qing raised her eyes when she heard the sound.

The man stood there with broad shoulders and long legs, his bony palm was still holding the doorknob,

Touching Song Qing's large snow-white shoulders and neck, he closed the office door silently with deep eyes,

Lord Huo.

Song Qing's watery eyes were rippling, and she didn't intend to stand up from the boss chair.

Just watching Huo Yukuo walking towards him, until the seat was turned and a large shadow fell in front of him,

Why are you here?

The deep voice became hoarse, he knew she didn't like coming here to be boring,

So I didn't forcefully bring her here to wait for me. I couldn't do it before, and now I can't hold her like that anymore.

I heard that someone is coming to give a tie to Donor Huo, so I came here to declare my sovereignty~

Song Qing shrugged her shoulders and didn't mean to hide it at all. Yes, she is narrow-minded and jealous.

What's the matter, in this different world, the dog man is her legitimate husband in the legal sense,

What tie to give? She is not dead yet. She is jealous when she needs another woman to give Huo a tie.

The weak and boneless hands naturally clung to the neck, and the faint ambergris lingered around the tip of the nose,

Before he could do anything proactively, the back of his head was clasped by a big palm and his red lips were kissed to ask for it.

Huo's and Song's deep kisses are always longer and hotter than French deep kisses, the emphasis is on lasting.

Boom boom.

There was a knock on the office door, and both of them paused. Huo Yuyouyuan's deep eyes flashed across Buan,

Before he had time to get out and leave, Wen Qiange's tentative and hesitant voice sounded outside the door,

Ayu, it's me.

Song Qing narrowed her eyes dangerously, the flames of possessiveness burning stimulated the rebellion to grow wildly,

With a strong hand, he aggressively lowered Huo Yuyu's raised neck and kissed fiercely.

The hard chest under Huo Yu's black shirt couldn't contain the vibrations because of the bursts of joy,

The palm on the back of the woman's head was replaced by a pampering wavy curly hair, and deep laughter rang in the bright office,

laugh!

He still has a smile on his face!

Song Qing stretched out her hand in anger, her slender fingertips unceremoniously twisted around the man's strong waist,

However, to Huo Yu, who has been exercising all year round, this amount of strength is no different from scratching an itch.

Miss Wen, you can't go in, our master and wife are inside...

Patter.

Shen Bai's obstruction sounded together with the sound of the office door being pushed open, and the scene of the two kissing was fully exposed.

Shen Bai hurriedly lowered his head and pretended he didn't see anything, his heart was full of excitement and fear,

What to do, he can't grow needles, can he? He wants to try this pose too...cough!

Wen Qiange's face turned pale as paper, nothing is more shocking than what he saw with his own eyes,

The last glimmer of hope in my heart disappeared, and I said sorry and hurriedly turned and left.