The president's pet daughter

Song Mingzhe's warm breath was right next to Ling Zhaozhao's ears, and his low and mellow voice was tugging at her heartstrings.

The warmth of his palms surrounded her, and the figures of the two overlapped and projected on the ground, as if they were rubbing each other's ears.

They are so close.

Realizing this, her heart suddenly beat so fast.

As if feeling the trembling of Ling Zhaozhao's fingertips, Song Mingzhe chuckled.

"Don't be nervous, it's not difficult."

Ling Zhaozhao didn't make a sound, after all, she wasn't nervous because billiards were difficult.

But because of the people behind her.

"Brother Mingzhe, I..."

Seeing Song Mingzhe who suddenly appeared, Shen Xingxi patted the back of his head in embarrassment.

He did laugh at Ling Zhaozhao just now, a little too loudly.

Song Mingzhe looked up at him, didn't say anything, but pushed lightly, and hit a beautiful ball with Ling Zhaozhao's hand.

Under the light, he was obviously cold and unkind, but behind Ling Zhaozhao, his firm lines softened unexpectedly.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at the ball that fell into the pocket, a little stunned.

It's that simple?

She just aimed for a long time, and she didn't even hit the ball.

But in the hands of Song Mingzhe, he seems to have become an invincible billiards master.

Song Mingzhe gave Shen Xingxi a cold look, and took the cue from Ling Zhaozhao's hand neatly.

One, two, three...

Shen Xingxi watched the balls on the table being put into the bag one after another.

"Are these balls enough?"

Song Mingzhe twitched the corners of his mouth, held the club in his hand, and looked at Shen Xingxi calmly with raised eyebrows.

He put his hands on the pool table, glanced at Ling Zhaozhao, and looked at Shen Xingxi with a little chill in his eyes.

"Don't you want to talk about my love history? I want to hear it too."

As soon as he stepped into the billiard room, he heard Shen Xingxi blackmailing Ling Zhaozhao with this matter.

Shen Xingxi's expression was instantly uglier than crying.

God, he just wanted to trick someone into playing billiards with him, so there's no need to be so cruel to him, right?

His cousin really didn't save him any face in terms of his skills.

"Cousin, I was wrong, and I will never talk nonsense again."

Shen Xingxi made a gesture of surrender, obediently admitting his mistake to Ling Zhaozhao.

He figured it out, the most effective way to stop his cousin from torturing him now was to please the little cousin in front of him.

But it was different in Ling Zhaozhao's eyes.

She subconsciously thought that Song Mingzhe didn't want Shen Xingxi to mention his ex-girlfriends, so she warned Shen Xingxi in this way.

Ling Zhaozhao bit his lip, his eyes dimmed, and the throbbing in his heart suddenly dissipated.

"what happened?"

Song Mingzhe noticed Ling Zhaozhao's mood swings and couldn't help asking.

Could it be that she was upset because I didn't give her a chance to play just now?

After thinking about it, he returned the cue to Ling Zhaozhao.

"Then I'll call you."

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but get a little angry when he saw that all the bouquets of Shen Xingxi were left on the table.

What is she playing?

None of the balls belong to her.

Besides, she's not depressed because she can't play billiards, is she?

"I'm going to chat with my aunt, you guys call."

Ling Zhaozhao was a little emotional, he found an excuse, and hurried out of the billiard room.

Song Mingzhe looked at the change of Ling Zhaozhao's mood and was puzzled.

And Shen Xingxi, who was on the side, seemed to realize something, and grinned involuntarily.

"It seems that my cousin doesn't need to put vinegar in the dishes tonight."

After all, some people have become jealous.

Hey, his cousin is excellent in everything, but in terms of feelings...

Shen Xingxi, who suddenly felt that he had regained his position, couldn't help but resumed his somewhat embarrassed smile.

"Brother Mingzhe, things like feelings are sometimes much more complicated than your business plans. I think my cousin sister-in-law is also a temperament that doesn't suffer much. Hey, it seems that you will still have a lot in the future..."

Before Shen Xingxi could finish speaking, he was stopped by Song Mingzhe's flying cue.

"baffling."

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips and walked out with a cold face.

He felt that Shen Xingxi was still too idle, and it seemed that it was necessary for his cousin to be disciplined by his uncle.

……

Ling Zhaozhao really went to find Zhou Qing, and followed Zhou Qing to the racecourse for a while.

Although she has never ridden a horse seriously, she has amazing talent in equestrianism.

Even Shen Zhihe couldn't help admiring how fast her equestrian skills improved, and after getting in touch with her all day, he was particularly satisfied with Ling Zhaozhao, who was polite and knew how to advance and retreat.

Even when walking back to his own villa, he couldn't help but speak.

"Zhaozhao will come to the house more often to play in the future."

"No, Zhao Zhao. If you are free, remember to come and spend more time with your aunt. The ignorant one in my family is far less considerate and well-behaved than you."

Shen Zhihe and Zhou Qing sandwiched Ling Zhaozhao in the middle, and the three of them walked together harmoniously like a family.

"Honey, it's not impossible for us to have another daughter."

Shen Zhihe coughed lightly, and said indecent words with a serious expression.

He knew that Zhou Qing always wanted to have a daughter in his dreams, but when Zhou Qing gave birth to Shen Xingxi, he had a difficult labor and he was never willing to have a second child.

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao's beautiful and well-behaved appearance now, he also felt a little itchy.

If there were more soft and soft daughters, he, Shen Zhihe, would have no regrets in this life.

Zhou Qing's face couldn't help turning red, and he looked at Shen Zhihe with a bit of coquettish anger.

"In front of the children, what do you say these things..."

Ling Zhaozhao, who was sandwiched between them, couldn't help being a little numb.

"Did you hear that, your parents said they don't want you anymore."

Song Mingzhe's cold voice came from not far away.

He walked side by side with Shen Xingxi, with a lazy and carefree tone.

Although Shen Xingxi knew that Zhou Qing and Shen Zhihe were just joking, but such a simple sentence still broke his defense.

"Dad, Mom..."

Shen Xingxi curled his lips, his voice a little aggrieved.

Seeing Shen Xingxi's pitiful look, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help laughing.

She watched Song Mingzhe walking towards her, her eyebrows and eyes curved.

"Why are you scaring him?"

Song Mingzhe walked to her side, looked at her neat riding clothes, her face was flushed from having fun, and her lips curved slightly.

"Because he upset you."

He whispered softly in her ear.

When Ling Zhaozhao heard these words, the depression in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

So, is he venting his anger on her and making her happy by the way?

Her smile suddenly couldn't stop.

Although the method is naive, it is indeed very effective.