The president's pet daughter

Song Mingzhe glanced at the quiet table, and randomly found a topic to start with.

With Song Mingzhe speaking like this, the scene was not as silent and awkward as before.

Ling Zhaozhao thought that he was acting like a lady today, so he was extra cautious when eating, for fear that something might go wrong.

The consequence of her being so careful was that she felt powerless when faced with a table of delicacies, like a eunuch visiting a brothel.

Song Mingzhe saw Ling Zhaozhao's restraint, and couldn't help tugging at the hem of her skirt.

"Do you want to go out?"

There is no way for her to stay bored here.

Ling Zhaozhao wanted to go out, but he felt that it would not be good to leave the meeting halfway, so he was a little hesitant.

Song Mingzhe saw through Ling Zhaozhao's little thoughts, touched Ling Zhaozhao's head, and took her hand.

"I'll take Zhaozhao out for a while."

Ling Zhaozhao became a little nervous when he heard that Song Mingzhe didn't even bother to find an excuse.

Isn't it a bit too strong to speak like this?

Shen Qiyu and Song Jianguo didn't know what they would think.

"It's fine if you take Zhaozhao around our house, you need to be familiar with each other."

Shen Qiyu didn't think Song Mingzhe's words were too abrupt, on the contrary, she hoped that Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao could spend more time alone.

Shen Qiyu had no objection, and Song Jianguo naturally had no objection.

He looked at Ling Zhaozhao, pondered for a while, and then turned his gaze to Song Mingzhe.

"be careful."

Since Shen Qiyu and Song Jianguo both said this, Yunmei and Ling Shiyi naturally couldn't say anything.

Seeing that Shen Qiyu and Song Jianguo didn't mean to blame, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"You should have found an excuse just now, otherwise it would be too rude for us to come out for no reason."

Ling Zhaozhao thought about it, and reminded Song Mingzhe.

Fortunately, both parents are not too rigid people, if someone else is changed, I don't know what to think.

Song Mingzhe pulled Ling Zhaozhao through the corridor to a secluded place.

"They won't think we're rude. On the contrary, if we're not here, maybe the atmosphere can be relaxed."

Song Mingzhe paused, Ling Zhaozhao's shadow was reflected in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up.

He could tell that these four people had something to say, but seeing him and Ling Zhaozhao present, it was not so convenient to say something.

He simply brought Ling Zhaozhao out so that everyone could get what they needed.

"this is for you."

Song Mingzhe took out a small cake from his arms and put it in Ling Zhaozhao's palm.

Ling Zhaozhao had been staring at this little cake just now, but it was placed far away, and she was worried that her mouth would be full of cream, so she was not daring.

Ling Zhaozhao's eyes lit up when he saw the little cake he wanted to eat, but he was a little hesitant.

"I'd better not eat it...it won't look good in skirts later."

If you eat too much, your stomach will look round.

"Eat, who dares to say that you are not good-looking."

Song Mingzhe looked at her fondly.

Just now, in order to pretend to be a lady, she tasted everything.

Song Mingzhe, who was sitting next to her, could see it clearly.

Because of this, he would quietly bring out some of her favorite food, to pad her stomach when no one was around.

Ling Zhaozhao loves beauty, and he doesn't really want to be seen eating in a mess, so he dragged her to this secluded corner.

Hearing Song Mingzhe's words, Ling Zhaozhao's heart was about to move, but finally he gave it to his heart's desire and took the little cake.

Being a lady is really tiring, she will definitely not be the next time.

Ling Zhaozhao took a bite of the small cake, thinking happily.

"Tell me, what will they say in there?"

Ling Zhaozhao asked vaguely as he ate the cake in his mouth.

It was really hard for her to imagine the outcome of the discussion between those four nervous people.

Shouldn't this meal be spent in silence today?

Song Mingzhe looked at the cream on the corner of Ling Zhaozhao's mouth, took out the tissue he had prepared earlier, and gently wiped the corner of Ling Zhaozhao's mouth.

"What else can they say?"

Song Mingzhe glanced at Ling Zhaozhao and asked a rhetorical question.

Although he didn't explain clearly, Ling Zhaozhao understood his meaning almost instantly.

Also, when the parents of both parties sit together, it is definitely not just to exchange pleasantries, but to discuss their future marriage.

"Hey, I didn't expect that no matter where I go, I can't escape the fate of urging marriage."

Ling Zhaozhao's tone was particularly bleak.

When she was single, she was inevitably urged to marry by her parents. Even if she had a partner, she still had to be urged to marry.

Just like a reminder.

When Ling Zhaozhao said this, his plump red lips opened and closed, looking extra alluring.

Song Mingzhe stared at her lips for a long while, then reluctantly looked away.

Ling Zhaozhao wanted to say something more, but he heard footsteps not far away.

It should be a passing servant.

Ling Zhaozhao hurriedly dragged Song Mingzhe into a narrow passage nearby, looking extremely nervous, for fear of being seen by others.

Song Mingzhe was caught off guard by Ling Zhaozhao and pulled into a corner, and the distance between him and Ling Zhaozhao was infinitely close for a moment.

The space here is very narrow, so narrow that Ling Zhaozhao involuntarily climbed onto Song Mingzhe's neck.

It looked like he was throwing himself into his arms.

Song Mingzhe was so squeezed by Ling Zhaozhao that he could only cling to the wall behind him. He put his arms around Ling Zhaozhao's waist, smelled her fragrance, and his eyes instantly darkened.

"Zhao Zhao, this is my house, there's no need to make it look like you're having an affair."

Song Mingzhe looked at Ling Zhaozhao helplessly, as if treating a child, and patted her on the back to comfort her.

It was only then that Ling Zhaozhao realized how aggressive he was just now, and subconsciously wanted to let go of Song Mingzhe's neck.

But Song Mingzhe didn't give her this chance.

He put his hand on the back of Ling Zhaozhao's head and rubbed her temples.

Perhaps it was because the narrow space impacted his inner desire, Song Mingzhe couldn't help but kissed Ling Zhaozhao's face.

"Zhao Zhao, do you want to stay here tonight?"

He pinched Ling Zhaozhao's face, as if to seduce.

If she can live here, maybe Shen Qiyu will be very happy.

Yunmei and Ling Shiyi can also live here, it's right that the relationship between the two families has been strengthened.

But Ling Zhaozhao misunderstood Song Mingzhe's meaning, and immediately turned red.

"Not married yet... what are you thinking..."

Ling Zhaozhao muttered something, somewhat disgusted by Song Mingzhe's haste.

Sure enough, it's spring, and those who should be in heat have started to hair.

Before Song Mingzhe understood why Ling Zhaozhao suddenly said this, he saw Ling Zhaozhao break free from his embrace and walk towards the restaurant with a blushing face.

After he understood, he couldn't help touching his nose.

He suddenly wanted to get married soon.