Madam is a Superstar

Oh, okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry, Ying'er is good, come and give me a hug, don't be afraid, this is your Uncle Xiaobai,

Uncle Xiaobai is a little excited after not seeing your father for a long time. Let’s understand. Look what it is, is it shiny?

Song Qing held back her laughter and hugged the little guy over, stood up and gently patted the swaddled dumpling to comfort him who was crying miserably.

Fortunately, little kid Chang Ying is very well-behaved. No matter what he cries for, he stops crying once he is in the sweet embrace of his mother.

At this moment, the loud crying slowly stopped with a burping sound, and she looked at the bright crystal lamp and moaned.

Master, master, this, this is this...

Shen Bai had already let go of his arm that was holding Nangong Yu's shoulders because of excitement. He straightened up and his eyes fell directly on the swaddling clothes.

He stuttered when he spoke. He suddenly realized something and turned his head to look at his father, who was wearing a black dragon robe and had long hair tied high.

My pupils were shaking. I stretched out my hand and rubbed my eyes vigorously. Then my pupils dilated. I turned around and saw a lady in a black phoenix robe.

Shen Bai opened his mouth. He felt it was reasonable but also felt it was unreasonable. He couldn't hold back anymore and said those two words: Fuck, fuck...

Grandpa Song and Grandma Song were laughing on the sidelines. It had been so long since they had seen Xiaobai, who was still so lovable.

The two elders were also wearing Dayuan's clothes, although they were both upper layers of fabric.

But it is not as impactful as the phoenix robe embroidered with five-clawed golden dragon and phoenix embroidered with gold thread at first glance.

Did you bring our mobile phones? Nangong Yu stood up and patted Shen Bai's shoulder with his big palm. There was no need to express emotions between men.

Take it, take it.

Although he was still a little unable to recover, Shen Bai still neatly took out the two mobile phones he carried in the car with him every day from his pocket.

Master, this is yours, madam...

Shen Bai was stuck again. He walked over with his cell phone and looked at his wife and the child in her arms, and asked innocently,

Madam, are you, are you giving birth?

Song Qing smiled, it was good, he was still the same naive, silly eldest son from a landlord's family, Well, I gave birth early, do you want a hug?

Shen Bai's eyes lit up, C-is it okay?

Then Song Qing watched helplessly as Shen Bai, a fool, stretched out his hand and then retracted it, retracted it and stretched it out again, hesitating for several rounds.

He held his forehead inwardly and raised his chin towards a sofa, Of course you can hold him, but you go and sit down first, and then I will give the child to you.

It's really that Shen Bai's appearance is too unreliable.

Okay, I'll sit down, I'll sit down, I'll find a place to sit. Shen Bai nodded repeatedly, and after finishing his words, Mrs. Huo, who was holding the stars, answered,

Xiaobai, come sit here.

Uncle Bai, come on, come on, come on, sit here with Xingxing, and Xingxing also wants to see the baby~ Xingxing echoed Zuzu and waved.

Song Qing handed her son to Shen Bai, and the people sitting on the sofa began to surround the little boy Chang Ying and make fun of him.

Shen Bai was still very excited, Grandma, do you think his eyes and nose are very similar to my father? And his mouth and ears look like my wife.

Hmph~

The little guy didn't know how to live, and two familiar old people, Grandpa Song and Grandma Song, were also talking next to him.

You can also hear the voices of the father, the queen, and the queen. The little kid Chang Ying is no longer afraid, and his soft and waxy milky voice seems to be answering,

Sister Xiaobai, you don't know that Ying'er loves gold...

Grandma Song smiled and talked about interesting things about her great-grandson since he was born. Grandpa Song would add a few words from time to time.

The old lady Xingxing and Shen Bai listened attentively and did not forget to play with the infant dumplings. The atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

On the couple's side,

Song Qing took over the phone and unlocked it directly with face recognition, opened WeChat and browsed through it.

Seeing some of Shen Bai imitating his tone and speaking in the magic stick group, he wanted to laugh. He exited the WeChat page and asked without looking up,

Xiao Bai, have you told Bai Cha about our return?

Shen Bai raised his head and replied, As I said, madam, my little ancestor is probably on his way here already.

Song Qing nodded. After thinking about Bai Cha's character, he returned to the WeChat page, found the dream of a billion girls and entered the dialog box.

My fingertips jumped on the keyboard, I thought about it, then deleted it and pressed the voice key to send it.

At the same time, Antique City,

The weather in Beijing in mid-May is very good, the sky is blue and the breeze is blowing.

In an antique store that has just opened less than a year ago, professional clerks are buying antiques, yes, buying them.

This antique store is different from other antique stores in Antique City. It only accepts, not sells.

Your jade is as beautiful as you wish. We can only give you three million. If you sell this string of sandalwood beads to us as well, we can give you this amount.

The clerk was dressed in an old-fashioned style. He stretched out his hand and gestured to the female seller, and added in advance without giving the female seller a chance to speak.

There's no need to say more, madam, it's up to you to see if you can sell it.

The female seller looked at the middle-aged appearance and said unwillingly, Is there any room for negotiation? This has been passed down from generation to generation in my family. I am also in urgent need of money, otherwise I would not sell it...

In the tea room on the first floor, the clerk and the female seller are bargaining. In the boss’s lounge on the third floor,

Xu Shen just woke up from his lunch break. The antique store has three floors. The entire building is styled with black tiles and white walls.

It has a very ancient artistic conception. Of course, the sound insulation effect is definitely not worth mentioning after spending a lot of money. The movement downstairs does not affect the upstairs at all.

“Buzz——!”

The phone vibrated when a call came in. Xu Shen leaned against the bed and raised his eyelids.

Sister Cha reached for the phone and glanced at the caller ID. She slid to the connect button and clicked on the speakerphone, then threw the phone on the quilt.

What's the matter, Xiao Chacha, are you arguing with your pretty boy again?

The voice that had just woken up was still cynical and carefree, making people want to punch him in the face.

Brother Xu Shen, let me tell you, sister Qingqing and brother-in-law are back!!

I'm driving almost to Sister Qingqing's house, which is the manor. Do you want to come over!!

Bai Cha was very excited. The pink sports car was driving on the winding mountain road in the private estate.

The mountain breeze blew in through the lowered car window, and the two pairs of horses swayed in the wind.

Brother Xu Shen?

Bai Cha felt a little strange when he couldn't wait for a reply on the other end of the call for a long time. When he still wanted to say something,

When the Bluetooth headset came over, I immediately went over, and the call was hung up after two beeps.

what the hell.

Bai Cha curled his lips, but he was used to it. Thinking that he would see Sister Qingqing soon, he no longer had any bad mood.

Humming one of my favorite songs recently, I stepped on the accelerator and accelerated the car towards the manor.

And here on the third floor of the antique store,

Xu Shen hurriedly got dressed and went downstairs to the garage, sat in the royal blue BMW and started the car.

Only later did I realize that there was an unread WeChat message with the name Baby. I was startled and clicked on the message.

It's a voice message, click on it, Dayuan's number one stickman: Where are you, brother?

The lazy voice was extremely familiar and was undoubtedly his second sister. Just as a gust of afternoon wind blew into the car,

Xu Shen's drowsiness and unreal feeling that he had just woken up completely disappeared. The windshield of the car reflected the afternoon light,

Under the gold-rimmed glasses, the gentle scum face revealed a long-lost smile and sighed,

It's not easy, but we have our precious baby back.

Is it surprising?