The president's pet daughter

After all, Song Mingzhe's work ended in time for New Year's Eve.

If they fly back, they will just be in time for New Year's Eve.

Shen Qiyu doesn't have much desire for the Spring Festival. She might as well go to Greece to see the pyramids when she has this time.

However, being able to meet Ling Zhaozhao's parents this time is also a surprise for her trip.

She can also understand why her son likes to eat at Ling's house so much.

After all, the dishes made by Ling Shiyi and Yunmei are really delicious. If it were her, she would probably move into Ling's house directly.

Not to mention Aunt Xiang, she has never settled in China, and naturally she will not return to China.

The relationship between Yunmei and Shen Qiyu has grown by leaps and bounds during this period, and they were reluctant to leave for a long time before leaving.

Shen Qiyu also prepared New Year's gifts for them, which made Yunmei and Ling Shiyi come with big bags and leave with big bags.

However, Yunmei and Ling Shiyi also prepared a lot of things for Shen Qiyu and Aunt Xiang, and left them a lot of special products, which can be regarded as reciprocity.

When the group of them returned home, the entire Ling family was already dressed up in joy.

Upon receiving the news that they were coming back, the three brothers of the Ling family and their wives had already been busy.

As soon as Ling Zhaozhao came home, he was greeted by three sisters-in-law in turn.

She didn't forget to prepare gifts for her sisters-in-law. She gave her sister-in-law Xiao Beibei several sets of children's clothes and toys, as well as a small gold lock, and brought a necklace for her second sister-in-law Qin Ruhui and her third sister-in-law Cai Min a bracelet.

The style is to pick what they like.

The three sisters-in-law were naturally overjoyed when they saw these gifts, and immediately gave Ling Zhaozhao a thick red envelope.

This was given by them alone, and the red envelopes from Ling Zhaozhao's three brothers will be given on the first day of the new year.

And Song Mingzhe's side was also very lively, surrounded by the three brothers of the Ling family talking, and there was a burst of laughter from time to time.

After all, Ling Zhaozhao and the others arrived home late, and it was almost time for dinner, so we didn't have time to continue chatting.

Song Mingzhe was just about to go to the kitchen to fight, but Ling Zhaozhao mysteriously dragged him into the room.

"This is a present for you."

Ling Zhaozhao took out a large exquisite box from the suitcase, and looked at Song Mingzhe with a smile.

After all, during the Chinese New Year, she prepared gifts for everyone, so naturally Song Mingzhe's gift would not be missed.

Moreover, it can't be that Song Mingzhe has been giving her gifts all the time, so she has to respond, right?

This is what she saw when she was shopping with Shen Qiyu and Yunmei, and it should be the right size.

Seeing the big box, Song Mingzhe vaguely understood why Ling Zhaozhao didn't let him help pack the luggage.

It turned out to be waiting for him here.

He smiled slightly, and took the somewhat heavy box.

It was a navy blue suit, exquisitely handcrafted and of good texture, it must have taken a lot of thought.

Not only the suit, Ling Zhaozhao even prepared the inner lining for him.

"Try it on and see if it fits."

Ling Zhaozhao urged.

When she got this suit, she was already imagining what Song Mingzhe would look like when he put it on.

Tsk, it must be the anger of handsome men and gods.

Under Ling Zhaozhao's expectant eyes, Song Mingzhe changed into a navy blue suit jacket.

It was indeed the same size as he used to wear.

Fits well.

He was already tall, but with this tailored suit, he looked even taller.

The navy blue fabric added a bit of awe to him, and made him look extraordinarily calm.

"Zhao Zhao, thank you, I like it very much."

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips, with a slight smile in his eyes.

The dress really fits his aesthetic.

But the most important reason why he likes this dress is because Ling Zhaozhao gave it to him.

It's just that he was serious for only one second, but in the next second he put his arms around Ling Zhaozhao's waist.

"But how do you know my size?"

He also checked the size of the lining and trousers by the way, and they were all the same as what he usually wears.

He originally thought that with Ling Zhaozhao's carefree personality, he would not pay too much attention to these details.

Ling Zhaozhao was pulled closer by him, and the temperature on his cheeks rose instantly.

In fact, she really wanted to say that Song Mingzhe didn't have his clothes in the room he lived in. As long as she secretly looked at or measured him, she could easily grasp his size.

But she was so playful that she didn't want to talk like this.

Song Mingzhe has been getting more and more aggressive in love talk attacks recently, and she can't show weakness.

"Maybe it's because I hug too much recently."

She smiled softly, and drew circles with her fingertips on Song Mingzhe's chest.

"My hand is a ruler, that's why it's so accurate."

Ling Zhaozhao's eyes were bright, and he looked up at Song Mingzhe with a sweet smile on his lips.

Song Mingzhe gave a meaningful oh, and couldn't help lowering his head, his warm breath sprayed between Ling Zhaozhao's necks.

It made Ling Zhaozhao's neck itchy.

"So you measured like this..."

He whispered, with a hint of bewitchment in his tone.

The next moment, Ling Zhaozhao felt the strength around his waist tighten a lot.

Then she was pushed against the wall.

Behind her was a cold wall, and behind her waist was Song Mingzhe's strong arms.

His arm was between her and the wall, making Ling Zhaozhao unable to lean back, and could only fall into his arms.

"Why don't you measure it for me now?"

Song Mingzhe's playful and harsh tone rang in Ling Zhaozhao's ears.

It was the first time Ling Zhaozhao saw someone asking for a hug so confidently.

She just wanted to make a joke, but judging by this posture, she sent herself to the tiger's mouth.

When a sheep falls into the tiger's mouth, she is still the little sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Before she could speak, Song Mingzhe's tone became even worse.

"You hesitated, add another kiss."

After finishing speaking, he intentionally added some strength to Ling Zhaozhao's waist, causing Ling Zhaozhao to fall on his chest involuntarily.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't stand still, he felt a little flustered, and immediately put his arms around his waist.

After she stood still, she couldn't help but feel a little funny.

She just didn't have time to speak just now, why was she suddenly imposed another condition.

Even if it is a usury loan, there is no such interest rate.

"Rogue."

Ling Zhaozhao subconsciously hugged Song Mingzhe's neck, rubbed the tip of his nose against his, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Zhao Zhao, Xiao Song, come down to take pictures."

Yunmei's angry voice came from downstairs, causing Ling Zhaozhao to let go of Song Mingzhe's neck.

"We're going to take pictures, let's talk about it later."

Ling Zhaozhao blushed, quite embarrassed.

Everyone is downstairs, and it's not very good for them to dawdle upstairs.

Song Mingzhe nodded lightly, rubbed Ling Zhaozhao's hair, and lowered his eyes to get rid of the Qi Nian in his eyes.

It doesn't matter, what she owes him, he remembers it clearly.

The future is long, and what is owed will always be repaid.