The president's pet daughter

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Song Mingzhe, who was sitting at the desk, paused with his fingers on the computer keyboard.

The phone on the table vibrated suddenly.

It was Ling Zhaozhao's phone.

Before Ling Zhaozhao went to take a shower, he accidentally put his phone on the table.

Song Mingzhe looked at the word Lin Xi dancing on the screen, pondered for a while, and answered the phone for Ling Zhaozhao.

"Zhao Zhao, you haven't spoken in the group all day, are you busy or sad?"

"Don't be sad, when you come back, I'll take you to the clubhouse to find some male models to open your eyes, let's not die or live because of scumbags."

"Where there is no fragrant grass in the end of the world, look away."

Song Mingzhe could not help frowning slightly when he heard Lin Xi sputtering a lot of words.

What male model?

And the scumbag, are you talking about him?

When did he become the scumbag they called him?

"Why don't you talk? Did you cry secretly under the quilt? Don't be too moved, my sister will always be by your side."

Lin Xi said with pride.

Song Mingzhe unconsciously pointed his slender fingers on the table. He leaned back in the chair and snorted coldly.

"She's taking a shower."

Lin Xi on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, as if to confirm whether he had dialed the wrong number.

"excuse me."

Lin Xi finished talking desperately, and then quickly hung up the phone.

Ling Zhaozhao, who just came out of the bathroom, heard voices, but she thought it was Song Mingzhe's call.

She rubbed her wet hair with a towel, walked to the table, and picked up her mobile phone.

"Someone called you just now, I answered."

Song Mingzhe glanced at her and said calmly.

"Whose phone number?"

Ling Zhaozhao didn't think too much, and asked subconsciously.

"It's your friend, Lin Xi."

Song Mingzhe curled his lips into a smile, and his tone seemed to be gnashing his teeth.

As soon as Ling Zhaozhao heard Lin Xi's name, the alarm bells rang out in his heart.

Lin Xi, a big colander, didn't say something that shouldn't be said, did he?

"What did she say?"

Ling Zhaozhao's voice trembled a little.

Song Mingzhe lowered his eyes slightly, and withdrew the expression from his eyes.

"there is nothing."

Hearing this, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It just mentioned some male models and scumbags."

Song Mingzhe said casually.

"Ling Zhaozhao, I didn't expect you to be so flamboyant."

He glanced at Ling Zhaozhao with a faint smile.

Not only was he looking for a male model, but he was also secretly calling him a scumbag.

She hid it well enough.

In Ling Zhaozhao's heart, it is not an exaggeration to say that a thousand horses are galloping.

"The above are her personal opinions and have nothing to do with me."

Ling Zhaozhao immediately expressed his position.

She glanced at Song Mingzhe cautiously, not knowing if he was angry because of this, but after thinking about it, she did some tricks secretly.

Song Mingzhe watched her hold his hand gently, expressionless.

Does she think he is really that easy to bribe?

Can you coax him well by holding hands?

"And my boyfriend is so good, how can I find a male model."

She propped her other hand on the table, her wet hair spread out on her side, and her eyes were misty, giving off the cool beauty of a lotus flower.

"Not to mention you're a scumbag."

Her fingertips scratched and pulled in his palm, itching.

Song Mingzhe looked away.

She really knows how to take advantage of her beauty.

"Repeat the previous sentence again."

Song Mingzhe's expression was a little loose, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously.

Well, he is indeed a little coquettish.

Ling Zhaozhao knew what Song Mingzhe wanted to hear as soon as he heard it, but she just refused to let him do what he wanted.

"What? Don't you want a male model?"

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao pretending to be stupid, Song Mingzhe couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Okay, I said my boyfriend is really nice."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Ling Zhaozhao simply stopped teasing him.

Song Mingzhe looked at their intertwined hands and subconsciously tightened them slightly.

He raised his eyes to look at Ling Zhaozhao, with some amusement in his eyes.

"Do you want to sleep together tonight?"

Although Ling Zhaozhao knew that Song Mingzhe was teasing her badly, her face still turned red because of these words.

They had indeed slept in the same bed, but one moment was not the other.

And how can anyone develop so fast like riding a rocket on the first day together?

She looked at the serious Song Mingzhe, and couldn't help but cursed secretly in her heart.

How could he say such insincere words in a serious manner.

"No talk."

Ling Zhaozhao snorted, with a hint of cuteness.

Song Mingzhe raised his eyebrows slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew wider.

"Didn't you say that people should be honest with each other?"

He is now expressing his thoughts frankly.

Ling Zhaozhao did not expect that one day Song Mingzhe would use this sentence to make himself speechless.

She pulled away from Song Mingzhe's palm, picked up a pillow from the sofa beside her and threw it towards him.

"You are dreaming."

She finished speaking shyly and annoyed, then turned and walked into her room.

The pillow she threw was caught by Song Mingzhe firmly. Looking at Ling Zhaozhao's back, Song Mingzhe's eyes were full of smiles.

morning.

Ling Zhaozhao woke up naturally after falling asleep.

She has almost done her previous work, but today she can have a good rest and have breakfast with her family.

Lest she be busy with work and ignore Yunmei and Ling Shiyi who came all the way from here.

Song Mingzhe seemed to be working very late last night, Ling Zhaozhao didn't see him when he got up, and saw that his door was closed, so he didn't bother him.

She casually tied her hair into a bun, dressed fully and walked out of the room.

Yunmei and Ling Shiyi usually share news in the group, so Ling Zhaozhao deliberately ordered to the restaurant where they usually have breakfast.

Sure enough, Yunmei and Ling Shiyi were in the restaurant.

And Yun Qianqian.

Yun Qianqian sat next to Yunmei, talking to Yunmei from time to time, which made Yunmei burst into laughter.

Ling Zhaozhao paused, seeing this harmonious scene, he couldn't help but click his tongue.

Not seeing each other for a few days, Yun Qianqian is almost becoming her mother's own daughter.

"Zhao Zhao, are you here?"

Yunmei's eyes lit up slightly when she saw Ling Zhaozhao approaching.

She knew that Ling Zhaozhao was busy recently, so she didn't force Ling Zhaozhao to accompany the old couple.

But she was very happy to see Ling Zhaozhao.

"I don't have anything to do today, I'm here to have breakfast with you."

Ling Zhaozhao walked to Yun Qianqian's side with a smile, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Cousin, please make room, I want to sit next to my mother."

Judging from Yun Qianqian's current character design, she would never turn against Yunmei in front of her.

When Yun Qianqian heard Ling Zhaozhao's unkind words, her silver teeth almost gnawed into pieces.

But she still remembered to maintain her image management in front of Yunmei and Ling Shiyi, showing a gentle smile.