The president's pet daughter

Ling Zhaozhao walked all the way to the promenade of the hot spring area.

The design of the promenade is very ingenious. The antique fence is winding and winding, and the shadow of the bamboo leaves on the side is reflected on the ground by the moonlight. At this time, there are not many people walking on the promenade. Elegant and leisurely feeling.

Ling Zhaozhao was walking slowly along the corridor, when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Beauty, are you alone? What a coincidence."

Chen Mao, who dyed his hair with golden hair, whistled towards Ling Zhaozhao, leaned against the wall, and stroked his disheveled hair thinking he was very handsome.

He was a head taller than Ling Zhaozhao, with flat features, and dressed in a sleek way, looking at Ling Zhaozhao with a bit of covetousness in his eyes.

He came to this hot spring villa a few days earlier than Ling Zhaozhao, and he was deeply attracted by Ling Zhaozhao the first time he saw Ling Zhaozhao.

It's just that Ling Zhaozhao is inseparable from Lin Xi on weekdays, and he is not easy to strike up a conversation abruptly, and he doesn't know what kind of luck happened today that made him meet the goddess who was alone.

The enthusiasm in his eyes made Ling Zhaozhao frowned uncomfortably, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Don't be nervous. My name is Chen Mao. I don't know your name, beautiful girl. Maybe we can still be friends."

Seeing that Ling Zhaozhao distanced himself from him, Chen Mao took a few steps forward.

"Sir, we probably can't be friends, please make way, you are blocking my way."

Seeing him following him like a dog's skin plaster, Ling Zhaozhao frowned even deeper.

Her intuition told her that the man in front of her was not a good person.

The moonlight shone on Ling Zhaozhao's face, outlining her incomparably exquisite face, which gave her a bit of coldness. Looking at the beauty in front of him, Chen Mao couldn't help rolling his throat up and down.

The more she was like this, Chen Mao worked harder.

He happened to be a rich second generation from a wealthy family. Usually, when they saw him, those women would rush to curry favor with him, so for someone like Ling Zhaozhao, he felt fresher.

It's not that there were no women who didn't know what to do or what to do in the past who rejected him, but those women ended up miserable.

Who made him the young master of the Chen family walking sideways in this area?

"Fifty thousand? One hundred thousand? Is it okay to buy your contact information?"

Seeing that it was not possible to strike up a conversation, Chen Mao began to persuade people with money.

Hearing this, Ling Zhaozhao folded his hands in front of his chest, and looked at Chen Mao with some amusement and annoyance.

Who does he think she is?

10 yuan is not worth one of her bags.

"I'll offer 20, and you'll get out."

Ling Zhaozhao pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, rolled his eyes undisguisedly, and then wanted to walk through the gap beside Chen Mao.

Chen Mao originally thought that money could buy the goddess' heart, but he didn't expect to get ridiculed, and he felt that Ling Zhaozhao was even more interesting.

He opened his arms, firmly blocked Ling Zhaozhao's way, and looked Ling Zhaozhao up and down with obscene eyes.

"Don't pretend to be a chaste and strong woman here with me. I have seen women like you a lot. Do you think I give too little? Go out and ask, who else spends money on women like Chen Mao in a hundred miles away? The most generous?"

He, Chen Mao, has never seen a woman who is indifferent in front of money until now.

Even if there is, it's just not enough.

Ling Zhaozhao felt disgusted listening to his greasy speech. She looked around, as if she was looking for something to support her hand.

Sometimes violence is the best way to deal with such a person.

Chen Mao saw that she drooped her eyes and said nothing, and thought that she had hit the point, so she couldn't help but feel complacent.

"Be my woman, and you will have everything in the future, let alone 20, even if you buy this villa for you."

He immersed himself in drawing big cakes, and even when he said this, he had already fantasized about the future with Ling Zhaozhao.

"Thus, those who know the current affairs are heroes, and there is no one passing by here. The time, place and people are harmonious, which is suitable for us to enhance our relationship."

Chen Mao's heart was about to move, and he took a few steps forward, and the distance between Ling Zhaozhao and Ling Zhaozhao got closer.

He looked at the bathrobe on Ling Zhaozhao's body. Even such a loose bathrobe could not conceal her good figure.

Chen Mao swallowed. He has always progressed quickly in relationships, not to mention meeting Ling Zhaozhao who suits him so much, he couldn't help but want to make it right in one step.

He stretched out his hand, ready to touch Ling Zhaozhao's jaded hand.

Just taking advantage of Chen Mao's lasciviousness, Ling Zhaozhao bent down, and when she raised her head, she saw Chen Mao's malicious hand.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't expect that he would suddenly reach out his hand, and took a few steps back with his hands behind his back, and accidentally lost one of the slippers on his feet.

It's just that before Chen Mao reached out to Ling Zhaozhao, he felt a sharp chill.

Before he could see who the person in front of him was, he was punched firmly in the face.

Song Mingzhe glanced at Chen Mao who was screaming in pain after being punched by him just now, and looked at Ling Zhaozhao who was blocked by him.

"What are you that dare to hit you, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Mao didn't study well on weekdays, and relied on the power of his family to commit crimes, and had many fights with a group of gangsters in society.

Even if it was a fight, no one would dare to let him suffer like this.

He grinned for a while, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth angrily.

He shook his hands and clenched his fists, wanting to pounce on Song Mingzhe.

Song Mingzhe just raised his eyes coldly, stretched out his legs, and kicked Chen Mao who was overwhelmed.

Chen Mao didn't expect the strength of the man in front of him to be so strong. This kick directly gave him such a kick that his internal organs rolled in his body, making him have a firm and intimate contact with the earth.

However, Song Mingzhe didn't take all this seriously. He saw Ling Zhaozhao's slipper that had been accidentally dropped, and bent down to pick it up for her.

Then he held her white and smooth ankle and put on the shoes for her.

"It's cold on the ground, don't go barefoot."

He raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Ling Zhaozhao with suppressed emotions in his eyes.

"Are you okay?"

Hearing these words, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help throwing the stone away that he had just picked up and hidden in his hand.

She showed the dimples on her cheeks, and shook her head at Song Mingzhe.

If Song Mingzhe came one step later, Chen Mao would not have a stomachache from being kicked, but a blown head.

"I was so scared just now, but fortunately you came."

Ling Zhaozhao blinked his eyes, and put on a cute and pitiful look without any trace.

She will not let go of every opportunity to make Song Mingzhe feel sorry for her.

Song Mingzhe pretended not to see the stone that Ling Zhaozhao quietly threw away, and his eyes were stained with a smile.

"If you dare to hit me, I will destroy you in a while!"

The neglected Chen Mao lay on the ground, growling unwillingly.