The president's pet daughter

Unknowingly, the movie also ushered in the climax.

It is the most vulgar scene of three men robbing one woman.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help yawning as he looked at the scene of gunfire flying all over the screen.

She doesn't know if it's pure love or not, but boredom and gore are real.

I don't know how many sailors I bought to make this movie a hit this year.

She peeked at the time, and there were still more than ten minutes before the marriage proposal process.

Ling Zhaozhao turned his head to look behind him, and exchanged glances with his second brother Ling Yuan.

He hugged Qin Ruhui's shoulders, his eyes showed tension involuntarily.

Ling Zhaozhao silently gave him an encouraging look.

Then she glanced at Song Mingzhe at the side.

His face was dyed a little crimson, and he was watching this boring movie intently.

Probably because his profile was too perfect, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Song Mingzhe felt Ling Zhaozhao's frequent sideways glances, and turned his head, his eyes seemed a little drunk.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, I'm afraid you want to vomit here."

Ling Zhaozhao, caught off guard, lied without blushing.

Well, her thick-skinned index has increased linearly during this period.

Song Mingzhe seemed to have seen through her clumsy little trick, and his eyes raised slightly, almost wanting to pick Ling Zhaozhao's three souls and seven souls away.

"Let me lean on you, dizzy and flustered."

Song Mingzhe smiled slightly, and pulled Ling Zhaozhao closer.

Hearing what he said, Ling Zhaozhao could only obediently lend him his shoulder.

His hair brushed against Ling Zhaozhao's cheeks, and his scent lingered on the tip of Ling Zhaozhao's nose, making Ling Zhaozhao's back stiff instantly.

Ling Zhaozhao blinked his almond eyes, and didn't dare to look at the man leaning on his shoulder, so he could only silently pray that the movie would end soon.

After a long wait, the movie finally released the ending song.

It's just that the lights in the theater are not all lit up as usual.

Ling Yan has always been sentimental, coupled with a broken relationship, she hid in a corner crying, seeing that the movie was over, she couldn't help but tugged on the sleeve of her elder brother Ling Zhi.

"Brother, this movie is really touching."

Seeing that he was crying so badly, Ling Zhi was still clutching his left hand, so he could only pass him a tissue.

Even so, he still didn't let go of the fingers intertwined with his wife Xiao Beibei.

Ling Yan looked at the paper towel full of dog food, and her tears became more joyful.

He also thought that luckily the lights hadn't been fully turned on, otherwise his embarrassing appearance of crying would fall into the eyes of everyone.

Just as he was about to wipe away his sad tears with a tissue, the light suddenly turned on.

The sudden bright and dazzling lights made everyone squint their eyes uncomfortably, probably because Ling Yan sniffled too loudly, and everyone looked at his corner in unison.

At this moment, Ling Yan wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Ling Yuan, who was sitting in front of him, had no time to laugh at Ling Yan, and silently withdrew his gaze, giving a look to the staff lurking in the dark.

A string of codes suddenly appeared on the screen, and there were many balloons and colorful lights around the seats.

Then there were more and more codes, and finally they became Qin Ruhui's name.

Qin Ruhui's favorite song on weekdays was also played from the stereo surround sound system.

Qin Ruhui, who was sitting in the seat, also seemed to have guessed something, her bright eyes revealed disbelief.

Ling Zhaozhao also carried the flowers that had been hidden under the seat not far away with great insight, handed them to Ling Yuan himself, and did not forget to wink at the shocked Qin Ruhui.

Except for those who knew about the proposal ceremony, everyone present was stunned by this link.

I saw Ling Yuan, who was usually taciturn and only dealt with programs and codes, stood up straight with flowers in his arms, and only had his eyes on his girl.

He took out the crumpled and worn-out piece of paper from his pocket, his fingertips trembling slightly, took a deep breath, and pronounced the oath he had rehearsed thousands of times.

Looking at this scene, Ling Zhaozhao was inexplicably moved and proud.

I'm afraid any girl can't refuse such a scene.

Her expression fell into Song Mingzhe's eyes, and Song Mingzhe's pupils could not help but move slightly.

Everything was as they expected. Ling Yuan confessed with flowers, and then Qin Ruhui nodded with tears in her eyes. Then Ling Yuan put on the proposal ring for her. Finally, the family members sincerely wished.

Yunmei and Ling Shiyi looked at their son and daughter-in-law with relief, and said three good days in unison.

Eldest brother Lingzhi and sister-in-law Xiao Beibei also wish the two newcomers a happy marriage for a long time and a long time.

Ling Yan, who had just wiped away tears, also said a few auspicious words.

Ling Zhaozhao also wanted to say something, but Ling Yuan spoke faster than her.

"This time I have to thank Zhao Zhao and my brother-in-law. Without them, my marriage proposal would not have been so smooth."

Ling Yuan put his arms around Qin Ruhui who was crying, and looked at Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe gratefully.

Probably because seeing Ling Yuan and Qin Ruhui's happy appearance also aroused Yunmei's desire to urge the marriage.

"Hey, I don't know when the two of you will be able to get married. Your father and I have settled our worries."

Ling Zhaozhao calmly glanced at Song Mingzhe beside him, and held his hand in a somewhat exaggerated manner.

"Oh, Mingzhe, I told you not to drink so much. You can see that you are too drunk to walk. I'd better take you home first."

She looked surprised, as if Song Mingzhe had passed out from drunk.

Song Mingzhe also cooperated with her very much, leaning on her body along with the strength of her empty hand.

"Why are you so drunk? You need to make some hangover soup, Zhaozhao. Later, mom will send you how to make the hangover soup. Send Xiao Song back."

Ling Zhaozhao's voice successfully diverted Yunmei's attention.

She looked at the drunken Song Mingzhe, with distress and worry in her eyes.

Ling Yuan didn't expect Song Mingzhe to be drunk, and a trace of guilt appeared on his face.

"How about I take you back?"

After all, he was the one who had been persuading him to drink at noon, otherwise Song Mingzhe wouldn't be so drunk.

"No, I'll just take him back. You guys go ahead."

Ling Zhaozhao wished he could leave this place of right and wrong immediately with oil on his feet, waved his hands, and supported Song Mingzhe to escape quickly.

"It's killing you."

Ling Zhaozhao stuffed him into the passenger seat, remembering the heavy weight on her just now, she couldn't help muttering.

Song Mingzhe glanced sideways at her, the drunkenness in his eyes disappeared without a trace, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

"Miss Ling, is this your attitude of taking advantage of people?"