The president's pet daughter

Ling Zhaozhao's eyes twitched violently when he heard Ling Yan's nonsensical words.

But in this way, it seems that she and Song Mingzhe are very gluey.

Yunmei and Ling Shiyi couldn't help but relax their hearts.

They also ordered some extra stewed soup, and warmly greeted Song Mingzhe.

Seeing those stewed soups, Ling Zhaozhao glanced at Song Mingzhe with pity, but then thought that he asked for it himself, the pity in his heart turned into ridicule.

"Thanks for your hard work, you have to drink up all of these~"

Ling Zhaozhao pushed the stewed soup in front of Song Mingzhe with malicious intentions, and blinked.

Who made him say such ambiguous words on purpose, isn't this shooting himself in the foot?

Song Mingzhe took a sip of the stewed soup calmly.

"Thank you Zhaozhao for your concern, I will repay you well."

He whispered in her ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Hearing Song Mingzhe's indecent words, Ling Zhaozhao's ears turned red.

Repay what?

She didn't want him to answer.

Seeing Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao whispering intimately, Yun Qianqian couldn't help gripping the corner of her clothes with her fingers under the table.

The next breakfast was finished in a harmonious atmosphere.

As soon as Ling Yan finished her breakfast, she slipped away with oil on her feet, and Yunmei and Ling Shiyi went outside for a walk as usual.

For a while, only the three of them returned to the room.

Yun Qianqian followed behind them, thought for a while, then quickly stepped forward and took Ling Zhaozhao's arm, and abruptly parted from them.

"Zhao Zhao, I want to ask you some questions. I wonder if you are free?"

Looking at the hypocritical Yun Qianqian, Ling Zhaozhao knew that she had bad intentions.

Asking questions is false, but trying to coax her away from Song Mingzhe is true.

"Is there any problem that can't be said here? Mingzhe is not an outsider."

Ling Zhaozhao stopped and forced a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Song Mingzhe paused and looked at them silently.

"These are private words, how dare you say them in front of your brother-in-law?"

Yun Qianqian gave Song Mingzhe a shy look, shy and timid.

The angle she found was very good. In Song Mingzhe's gaze, only her flawless profile and my pitiful eyes could be seen.

Ling Zhaozhao noticed her small thoughts, and moved his position quietly.

After all, these methods are all leftovers she used in front of Song Mingzhe.

"But Mingzhe also wants to tell me something later, cousin, otherwise, let's talk about it another day."

She broke free from Yun Qianqian's hand and took Song Mingzhe's.

Sensing Ling Zhaozhao's undisguised possessiveness, the corners of Song Mingzhe's mouth raised slightly unconsciously.

"Brother-in-law, you probably don't mind me having some private conversations with Zhaozhao, do you?"

Seeing that Ling Zhaozhao blocked Song Mingzhe's gaze from looking at her, Yun Qianqian had a forced smile on her face.

Song Mingzhe didn't intend to save any face for her.

He held Ling Zhaozhao's hand tightly, and said indifferently.

"mind."

"Because I can't live without her."

His understated words directly hit Ling Zhaozhao's heart.

Can this man stop talking like this sometimes?

This is really tempting her!

Yun Qianqian didn't expect Song Mingzhe to be so direct, and the smile on her face disappeared in an instant.

When Ling Zhaozhao thought that Yun Qianqian had been thinking about Song Mingzhe overtly and secretly, he became very angry.

She had to take some strong medicine to make Yun Qianqian completely give up.

Left and right, this is already her man, so it's not too much to show off his affection, right?

"Mingzhe, I'm too full and feel a little uncomfortable."

She leaned softly on Song Mingzhe's body, and Song Mingzhe couldn't help but hug her.

Song Mingzhe knew what she wanted to do when he saw her eyes, and there was a little smile in his eyes.

"I can't walk anymore, I want you to carry me back."

Ling Zhaozhao opened his arms and said coquettishly.

Yun Qianqian on the side thought that she had the opportunity to give Song Mingzhe eye drops, so she couldn't wait to speak.

"Zhao Zhao, you're not a child anymore, so it's a bit ignorant. What do you make your brother-in-law think of you? Maybe you still think it's your aunt and uncle who didn't teach you well."

From the way she sees men, a man like Song Mingzhe is definitely the type of woman who likes to be independent and calm, and Ling Zhaozhao is undoubtedly jumping on Song Mingzhe's thunder point by doing this.

As long as she said something ignorant to Ling Zhaozhao overtly and secretly, and planted seeds in Song Mingzhe's heart, she would not believe that the relationship between them could still be like this.

Song Mingzhe frowned slightly when he heard Yun Qianqian's inexplicable words.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't talk to her again, she rushed to ask what all these piles were for?

He leaned over slightly, hugged Ling Zhaozhao horizontally, and glanced at Yun Qianqian.

Ling Zhaozhao held Song Mingzhe's neck, leaned on his chest, and smiled slightly at Yun Qianqian.

"I don't need my cousin to worry about that. Even if I am ignorant, Mingzhe loves me so much~ Isn't it, Mingzhe?"

She looked up at Song Mingzhe with bright eyes.

Song Mingzhe couldn't help tightening his hand holding her slightly when he heard her words that love was bad.

"good."

His thin lips opened and closed, and the words he said were enough to break Yun Qianqian's heart.

"Then let's go back to the room first, goodbye cousin."

Ling Zhaozhao got a small head out of Song Mingzhe's arms, and waved to Yun Qianqian with a smile.

This is undoubtedly murder.

Song Mingzhe didn't care about Yun Qianqian's pale face behind him, and walked back to the room with Ling Zhaozhao in his arms, he couldn't help but chuckled.

"Little workman."

But this kind of work is still quite cute in his eyes.

Hearing him teasing himself, Ling Zhaozhao hugged his neck and let out a soft snort.

"Anyway, my cousin can't see it anymore. If you think I'm doing it, I can go by myself without you hugging me."

It's only a matter of a few minutes, at worst she walks back by herself.

The smile on the corner of Song Mingzhe's mouth became more and more obvious, and Ling Zhaozhao could feel his joy as he leaned against his chest.

"I can't bear it."

He looked down at Ling Zhaozhao who was in his arms, and said teasingly.

"After all, I love you so much."

He seemed to be doing it on purpose. After saying this, the hand on her waist was also a little bit harder.

It seems that he really loves her so much that he can't bear to let go.

When Ling Zhaozhao said that sentence just now, he only wanted to anger Yun Qianqian, and didn't notice how shameful this sentence was.

Hearing Song Mingzhe repeat her words intact, Ling Zhaozhao was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head directly in his arms.

"Bad man."

She didn't dare to look at Song Mingzhe's playful eyes, so she couldn't help but spit lightly.