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Ling Zhaozhao: What are you doing?
Song Mingzhe, who was in a meeting, saw the screen of his mobile phone light up and subconsciously unlocked it.
Song Mingzhe: I'm in a meeting.
Ling Zhaozhao in front of the screen pouted, he was also a secretary, how could one of them have time to fight unevenly, but the other was busy with meetings every day.
Ling Zhaozhao: It's so hard! But I encountered a very ups and downs and twists and turns today......
Song Mingzhe saw Ling Zhaozhao's extremely exaggerated words, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve slightly.
He put his phone aside, and on the surface he looked like he was listening carefully to the report of the person next to him, but he glanced at the screen from time to time.
Ling Zhaozhao said a lot, used up the ink in his stomach to tell the events of the morning, and even used some exaggerated techniques in some of the details of his righteous and courageous actions.
At the end, a sentence was added.
Ling Zhaozhao: Actually, I was still very scared at the time, and my hands were shaking with fear.
Song Mingzhe saw Ling Zhaozhao's aggrieved words, and remembered the scene where Ling Zhaozhao stood majestically in front of Gao Yue and encouraged Gao Yue to beat people, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.
"Mr. Song, is there anything wrong with the plan?"
At this time, the report has ended, and when it comes to checking the project plan, seeing Song Mingzhe smiling, the people below can't help but be a little panicked.
Could it be that this plan was too naïve, which made the moody Mr. Song smile contemptuously?
"No, go on."
Song Mingzhe put away his smile, and his face was as cold as ever.
Immediately, he didn't forget to type a few words on his mobile phone.
Song Mingzhe: Then you're great.
"After saying so much, I only replied with four words, what a man who can't eat oil and salt."
When Ling Zhaozhao saw these four words, he couldn't wait to rush into the screen and press Song Mingzhe's hand to type a few more words.
But when he thought that Song Mingzhe was still in a meeting, he might only be able to reply to these, and his depressed mood couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed.
Lin Xi on the side looked at Ling Zhaozhao's cloudy and sunny face, shook his head, and showed an indescribable expression.
Is this a woman in love?
No wonder others say that a woman's heart, a needle under the sea.
A woman in love has a heart that is more than a needle under the sea.
"Work hard, my sister, I'm still waiting for you to get a bonus next time and invite me to dinner."
Lin Xi couldn't stand Ling Zhaozhao's appearance of being led by the nose by love, and patted her shoulder, and his tone couldn't help but be a little heavy.
It is worrying that one's mother and fetus are single, but the sweetness of sisters is even more heart-wrenching.
"Who said I didn't work well anymore."
Ling Zhaozhao, who was seen through by Lin Xi's careful thinking, coughed lightly, but also obediently put his attention back to the computer.
It's just that she didn't work hard for a while, and her phone rang.
It was Ling Yan who called.
"Zhaozhao, are you at work? I've got something for you near your company, and you'll be able to get it now. ”
Ling Yan's slightly ruffian voice came from the phone.
Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but feel a sense of suffocation when he thought of Ling Yan being near Pol now, and when he thought of his flamboyant personality.
"I'm under the tree at the small door of your company now, if you can't find it, I'll open it to the gate."
Ling Yan said kindly.
"Don't, I'll come down now."
Ling Zhaozhao looked a little nervous, and then hurriedly got up from his seat and walked out of the office.
Ji Yumei, who was not far away, saw Ling Zhaozhao's hurried back, and a trace of suspicion crossed her eyes.
Since she was very embarrassed in front of Ling Zhaozhao last time, she couldn't help but start acting with her tail between her legs in the past few days.
But her disgust and jealousy for Ling Zhaozhao did not dissipate.
Instead, it gets deeper and deeper.
Under the tree.
Ling Zhaozhao looked at the incomparably sassy red convertible Maserati and couldn't help but be a little speechless.
She knew that it was right not to let Ling Yan open to the door of the company.
Otherwise, there may be a lot of gossip tomorrow.
Ling Yan was leaning on the side of the car wearing sunglasses, and when he saw Ling Zhaozhao, he couldn't help but hug her shoulders affectionately.
"Zhaozhao, you see that my parents asked me to bring it to you."
With that, he pointed to the big box of things in the back seat.
Ji Yumei hid in the dark, and when she saw Ling Yan and Ling Zhaozhao's intimacy, she was surprised, but she didn't forget to take out her mobile phone and quietly photograph this scene.
She looked at the photos in the album, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a vicious arc.
Ling Zhaozhao looked at the various things in the big box, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Is this sure to be something for her? No matter how it looks, it looks like something for men.
"You see, this U-shaped pillow is very suitable for my brother-in-law to use when he is resting or taking a nap."
"This massage is also very suitable for my brother-in-law to relax when he is tired from work."
"This tea was specially brought by my parents to my brother-in-law on a trip this time, and my brother-in-law didn't like to drink this kind of tea last time."
"There are also these clothes, although they are not expensive, but my mother thinks that this design is quite ingenious, and it is still a tie-dye process, which is also bought for my brother-in-law."
"There are also these specialties, which are also brought to my brother-in-law to eat, and I don't know what he likes to eat, so I picked out everything."
……
Ling Yan was impassionedly introduced, looking like he was promoting products.
"Stop, just tell me which ones you brought me."
Ling Zhaozhao listened to his brother-in-law on the left and brother-in-law on the right, and this box was full of things, and few of them were his own.
Yunmei and Ling Shiyi went to Yunnan for a few days, and disappeared from the family group and circle of friends for a few days, but they didn't expect that as soon as they came back, they actually asked Ling Yan to send warmth to Song Mingzhe in the name of sending her things.
Is there really a place for her in this home?
"Isn't your brother-in-law's yours? You can't be so careful, haha. ”
Ling Yan touched the back of his head with some embarrassment.
Ling Xiaoqiao: ......
Is this a question of whether to care or not?
"But I said, it would be nice to let my brother-in-law stop being a secretary in Pol and come and run the company with me."
Ling Yan took off his glasses, revealing a face that was extremely similar to Ling Zhaozhao.
His heroic eyebrows rose slightly, and he was a little more graceful.
"I don't think this Bol is very good, you don't have to go to work, it's all from a company, brother supports you."
Ling Zhaozhao's brows jumped fiercely.
If she didn't know that Ling Yan was such an arrogant and unruly character, she would have thought that Ling Yan had some mental illness.
Please, Bol is one of the world's top ten listed companies, and the Ling family's small industry is not worth mentioning in front of Bol, okay?
"Okay, don't patronize and fall in love with your Minmin if you have time, take the time to hang up a brain department."
Ling Zhaozhao hugged the big box of things, and he didn't forget to damage Ling Yan's words.
"Thank you Zhaozhao, don't forget to say hello to my brother-in-law for me, next time I have to have a long talk with him."
Hearing Ling Zhaozhao mention Cai Min, the corners of Ling Yan's mouth seemed to be closed, and he didn't forget to tell Ling Zhaozhao before leaving.
It seems that he is very satisfied with Song Mingzhe.
Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but sigh as he watched the windy sports car drive away, and then looked at the heavy big box in his hand.
Now the whole family is extremely satisfied with Song Mingzhe, and it seems that he still has to work hard to pursue his husband.
Song Mingzhe had just finished the meeting and was about to go back to the office when his mobile phone suddenly vibrate.
Ling Zhaozhao: Did you finish the meeting? I'm waiting for you in the underground garage.
I also sent a cute emoji with Samoyed shaking his head.
"Mr. Song, I will have an online meeting with Mr. Zhang of Intercity Investment......
Rong Yuan walked behind Song Mingzhe and looked at the itinerary in his hand.
"Let them wait first."
Song Mingzhe put away his phone, and his voice was calm and powerful.
"I have something to do, don't come with me."
Underground garage.
That big box was so eye-catching that Ling Zhaozhao couldn't move it to his workstation, so he could only move it to the underground garage and put it in his trunk temporarily.
Seeing that Song Mingzhe didn't reply to her, she thought that the meeting was not over yet, so she could only sit in the trunk and wait for him with nothing to do.
Just as she was in a daze, there was a sound of footsteps in her ears.
Then, a tall figure blocked in front of her, blocking the dim light in front of Ling Zhaozhao's eyes.
The faint light shone on Song Mingzhe's edges and corners, making his lines even colder and harder.
But this is such a cold-looking man, but there is a fleeting tenderness in his deep eyes.
"You're here, I didn't have to wait long this time."
Ling Zhaozhao jumped down from the trunk, his smile like a warm and bright sun.
Song Mingzhe felt that this garage was very dark, but Ling Zhaozhao stood here, but it seemed to be brighter than the lights.
"This is what my parents brought to you on a trip, there are pillows, tea, and some special products, you can see if you put them in your car or take them."
Ling Zhaozhao pushed out the big box of things.
Song Mingzhe looked at the box full of things and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Didn't you bring it?"
It was okay that he didn't mention it, but when he mentioned Ling Zhaozhao, he felt hurt again.
"Now you're your own, I'm just a little grass that no one loves."
Ling Zhaozhao's tone was a little sour.
Hearing Ling Zhaozhao describe himself as a little grass that no one loves, Song Mingzhe couldn't help but laugh.
"What's mine is yours, you can take it all."
Ling Zhaozhao's eyes lit up, and because of these words, countless pink bubbles appeared in her heart.
Ling Yan said something similar just now, but she was sneering in her heart at that time, and she didn't like to hear every word.
But when Song Mingzhe said it, she felt that every word was like listening to Xianle's ears for a while.
Damn, this man is terrible.
"Since it's for you, I won't take it......"
Ling Zhaozhao replied with some twist.
Then he glanced at Song Mingzhe shyly.
"Do you still have work to do, or you should go and get busy first."
The coming days are long, and I can't be dizzy because of this little sweetness.
Be sure to establish your own gentle and considerate character in his heart!
Song Mingzhe looked at Ling Zhaozhao, who was still generous just now, but suddenly became squirming, and was a little puzzled.
But he does have important work ahead of him.
Song Mingzhe nodded, planning to put the box of things on his car first, and then seemed to remember something.
He stretched out his hand and rubbed the hair on the top of Ling Zhaozhao's head.
"What's wrong?"
Ling Zhaozhao was a little stunned by this sudden touch.
Is there something in her hair?
"Didn't you say you were afraid?"
Song Mingzhe's lips curled, and her figure was reflected in his eyes.
There seemed to be a little bit of starry eyes in his eyes.
Ling Zhaozhao suddenly remembered the sentence that he exaggerated and deliberately showed weakness, and his heart was suddenly hit by something.
It turns out that this is the way to appease her?
Moreover, he even remembered every word of his own.
Her breathing suddenly became a little heavy, and she felt that the atmosphere around her had become delicate.
She felt that perhaps Song Mingzhe was more skilled than her in terms of conquering people's hearts.
Finally came the rest day, and this day was also a day that Ling Zhaozhao was looking forward to.
Because this day is the day when Song Mingzhe took the initiative to ask her out.
Ling Zhaozhao not only deliberately got up early in the morning to dress up exquisitely, but even learned to make a small cake with Yun Mei.
As the saying goes, to catch a man is to grab his stomach.
Ling Zhaozhao was deeply convinced by this sentence.
Seeing that Ling Zhaozhao was so concerned about dating Song Mingzhe, the corners of Yunmei's mouth never came down.
not only collected his kitchen skills, but also taught Ling Zhaozhao some ways to manage his feelings.
Ling Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment.
When she walked out of the house with a delicate small lunch box and saw Song Mingzhe, a smile appeared on her lips.
Song Mingzhe is wearing a gray suit today, but he lacks the cold sense of the past.
He looked at Ling Zhaozhao's specially dressed appearance, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.
He didn't expect that Ling Zhaozhao would be so dressed up.
But it's okay, it's also a little more formal.
Ling Zhaozhao, who was wearing a pink puffy skirt and dressed himself like a delicate doll, lifted the bow on the back of his head, and after making sure that everything was in order, he got into the car with elegant steps.
"Wait, where are we going first?"
Ling Zhaozhao obediently fastened his seat belt in the co-pilot and asked.
"Let's go eat first."
Song Mingzhe looked at the time, and arrived there just in time for lunch.
Along the way, Ling Zhaozhao fantasized that Song Mingzhe had decided on a super romantic restaurant, and then the two of them could have lunch together in an incomparably wonderful atmosphere.
Next, they would go to the playground to play wildly, and then she would take out the small cakes she had made in time, which completely impressed Song Mingzhe with her cooking skills.
But when the car drove to the door of the retro low-key, expensive villa, her eyebrows suddenly jumped.
"I'm going to see my uncle later, you know what to do."
Song Mingzhe looked sideways at Ling Zhaozhao.
Ling Xiaoqiao: ???
No, why did he suddenly go to see his uncle.
"Didn't you mean eating?"
"Now they should have lunch ready."
"Didn't you mean to play?"
"There's a horse farm nearby, so you can go and have fun if you want to."
Ling Zhaozhao's smile froze fiercely on her face.
So, she was obsessed with a sweet date for almost a week, and the result was to play on the spot?
Just when Ling Zhaozhao was embarrassed, Shen Zhihe and Shen Xingxi walked out, followed by a gentle lady wearing a dark green cheongsam.
"You're here, I just said if I want to make a call and ask where you are."
Shen Zhihe, who was dressed in a tunic and looked particularly elegant and spiritual, squinted with a smile, looking kind and loving.
He looked Ling Zhaozhao up and down, and a touch of surprise crossed his eyes.
I have to say that his nephew's aesthetics and vision are still good.
Shen Xingxi's eyes showed a look of amusement and curiosity, and he couldn't help but glance at Ling Zhaozhao a few more times.
"What a beautiful little girl, I don't know what to call it."
Zhou Qing's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she walked to Ling Zhaozhao, her dark green cheongsam showed her beautiful figure at a glance, her hair was coiled high, and a jasper hairpin was inserted obliquely, adding a bit of gentleness and nobility.
She had always wanted a daughter, but God wouldn't grant her.
Ling Zhaozhao's appearance simply indirectly fulfilled her dream of being a daughter.
If she had a daughter, she would be so beautiful and well-behaved.
"Aunt, her name is Ling Zhaozhao, and she is my girlfriend."
Song Mingzhe hugged Ling Zhaozhao's shoulders and said in a calm tone.
Then he whispered to Ling Zhaozhao to introduce Shen Zhihe and Shen Xingxi one by one.
"On the left is my uncle, and on the right is my cousin."
Ling Zhaozhao listened to this girlfriend, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull.
Okay, the directors have already started directing, and as a qualified actor, he should also be dedicated to the play.
"Uncle, aunt, and cousin, this is a small cake made by myself, and I don't know if it suits your taste."
The corners of Ling Zhaozhao's mouth hooked up a touch, and he called everyone sweetly, and handed the cake in his hand to Zhou Qing by the way.
Whoever asks someone not to make it clear to her will not be blessed with this delicacy.
Zhou Qing smelled the sweet honey cream, and couldn't help but be surprised and happy, looking at Ling Zhaozhao's eyes were full of love and touch.
"You have a heart, I really love this flavor of cake."
凌昭昭愣了愣。
Isn't it, so that she can be hit by mistake?
"It's good if my aunt likes it, I also heard Mingzhe mention it unintentionally, and I'm worried that you won't like it."
After speaking, Ling Zhaozhao glanced at Song Mingzhe shyly.
Song Mingzhe looked back, and a touch of curvature rose on his lips.
He had no intention of bringing it up?
also said that his acting skills are perfect, and it seems that she is not bad.
Seeing that Zhou Qing was so satisfied with Ling Zhaozhao, Shen Zhihe couldn't help but smile.
"Let's eat first, and talk while we eat."
Ling Zhaozhao nodded with a smile, and his hand grabbed Song Mingzhe's arm.
"Mingzhe, let's go eat, I'm hungry too."
For a moment, Song Mingzhe suddenly remembered the scene when he first arrived at Ling's house.
Fate is really amazing, and the scene today is just like it was at the beginning.
It's just a reversal of the identities of the two.
He lowered his eyes to absorb the surging emotions, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually expanded, and he responded with a hello.
Restaurant.
"I don't know what Zhao Zhao likes to eat, so let the chef make some casually, do these dishes fit Zhao Zhao's taste?"
Shen Zhihe sat on the main seat of the dining table and asked with a pleasant face.
Ling Zhaozhao looked at the table full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and suddenly realized that Shen Zhihe's casualness was similar to that of his mother.
"Thank you, uncle, I like it all, as long as Mingzhe loves to eat, I love to eat too."
Ling Zhaozhao said as he put vegetables into Song Mingzhe's bowl.
Song Mingzhe raised his eyebrows, his expression a little playful.
Is she going to be a good girlfriend of twenty-four filial piety now?
"What's wrong Mingzhe, don't you like to eat these dishes? If you don't like it, then don't kill me in front of so many people......"
Ling Zhaozhao's tone suddenly became a little aggrieved, and there was a bit of panic in his eyes when he looked at Song Mingzhe.
Seeing Ling Zhaozhao's cautious appearance, Zhou Qing, who was sitting next to her, looked at her and was about to break his heart.
"Zhaozhao, don't worry about him, he has always had a bad temper, and it's hard for you. It's okay, my aunt is here, he doesn't dare to lose his temper with you. ”
Zhou Qing touched Ling Zhaozhao's hair, his expression was doting on his own daughter, and he couldn't help glaring at Song Mingzhe.
Song Mingzhe: ......
He vaguely felt that this scene was a little too familiar.
"Mingzhe, I didn't mean you. Zhao Zhao is so understanding, how can you be fierce. ”
Shen Zhihe also couldn't stand it a little and joined Ling Zhaozhao's camp.
He knows that his nephew has been cold since he was a child, but he can do it to others and his girlfriend.
Anyway, a person like him who regards his wife as his heaven can't understand it.
"Zhaozhao, Mingzhe wasn't like this when he was a child, and after dinner, I'll ask your aunt to take you to see the photos of him when he was a child, it's interesting."
Shen Zhihe seemed to have thought of something, and a touch of interest suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Song Mingzhe immediately understood what the photo Shen Zhihe was talking about, and the smile on his lips couldn't help but be put away.
"Brother Mingzhe hasn't said a word, you just talk about him so much."
Shen Xingxi, who had not spoken, couldn't help but feel upset for his cousin.
But in the next second, he couldn't hold back his evil smile.
"But cousin-in-law, my cousin's photos are indeed classics, and you will definitely not regret it after you go to see them."
Song Mingzhe's face was as intense as ink, and an eye knife flew to Shen Xingxi's body.
Shen Xingxi was immediately silenced.
"What kind of picture is it, Mingzhe?"
Seeing that Song Mingzhe's reaction was so different from the Shen family's reaction, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but be curious.
She grabbed the corner of Song Mingzhe's clothes and asked in a low voice.
"Don't ask, eat."
A sneer overflowed Song Mingzhe's lips.
But even if Song Mingzhe was unwilling, Ling Zhaozhao was still quietly taken to the bedroom by Zhou Qing after dinner while Song Mingzhe and Shen Zhihe were talking about things in the study, and saw those photos.
When Ling Zhaozhao saw those photos, he suddenly understood Song Mingzhe's eyes that wanted to kill people at that time.
Song Mingzhe in the photo has red lips and white teeth, but he looks like he is two or three years old, but he is wearing a long wig and a skirt like a Barbie doll.
And there are also some pictures of him crawling on the bed with his bare ass as a child.
Ling Zhaozhao thought about Song Mingzhe's unapproachable face for a moment, and then saw this photo that subverted her cognition, and couldn't help laughing.
"Mingzhe was as beautiful as a girl when he was a child, and my mother and I both liked girls, so I dressed him up as a girl for a while, isn't it pretty good-looking?"
Zhou Qing asked with a smile as he flipped through the photo album.
"It's really pretty, auntie, can I take these pictures? It's so cute. ”
Ling Zhaozhao smiled with crooked eyebrows.
This is Song Mingzhe's exclusive private photo, and if you miss this village, you won't have this store.
"Of course you can, although Mingzhe is very cold on the surface, but in fact he is a very soft child."
Zhou Qing sighed, as if recalling the past.
"He received too little love when he was a child, and it was difficult for him to grow up in such a family environment and still be an upright and excellent person."
"So Zhaozhao, my aunt hopes that you can get along with Mingzhe in the future, and an optimistic and cheerful child like you will definitely make Mingzhe open his heart."
Song Jianguo's teaching to Song Mingzhe can be described as extremely strict, so the Shen family can be regarded as Song Mingzhe's only safe haven over the years.
Zhou Qing grew up watching Song Mingzhe grow up again, and he had long regarded him as his own child in his heart.
"Auntie, Mingzhe used to have a bad life?"
Ling Zhaozhao didn't expect Zhou Qing to tell her this.
She always thought that Song Mingzhe's coldness was in her bones, but she didn't expect that it was still affected by the environment the day after tomorrow.
"Didn't Mingzhe tell you? His father ......"
Seeing Ling Zhaozhao so curious, Zhou Qing couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Just as she wanted to mention Song Jianguo's name and explain Song Mingzhe's family environment by the way, Shen Xingxi poked her head out of the door.
"Cousin-in-law, can you accompany me to the basement to play billiards?"
Shen Xingxi's peach blossom eyes squinted slightly, his slightly curly hair was fluffy, and his eyes were not very pure and harmless.
He was caught by Shen Zhihe playing racing with others a few days ago, and Shen Zhihe was so angry that he directly banned him.
He hadn't been out for days, and he was dying of boredom.
finally waited for Song Mingzhe to come, and I didn't know what Shen Zhihe was talking to him in the study, but he talked for so long.
"What kind of billiards are you playing, your dad will scold you again."
Zhou Qing looked at Shen Xingxi with some worry in his eyes.
Shen Zhihe is still angry, don't wait for something to happen again.
"Just fight for a while, okay, cousin."
Shen Xingxi looked at Ling Zhaozhao pitifully.
Ling Zhaozhao was a little embarrassed.
She has never been sensitive to ball games, whether it is played with her hands or feet, she is not very good.
It's not just not good, it's just miserable.
"What's the point of looking at those photos, what's interesting is Brother Mingzhe's love history, as long as you play billiards with me, I promise to tell you all the little secrets of Brother Mingzhe."
Seeing that Ling Zhaozhao seemed to want to refuse, Shen Xingxi directly added chips.
Hearing the word love history, Ling Zhaozhao's ears directly pricked up.
"How? Brother Mingzhe must not have told you that, right? ”
Shen Xingxi's words seemed to have a magical power, bewitching Ling Zhaozhao.
"Okay."
Ling Zhaozhao still couldn't resist this great temptation, and nodded fiercely.
Billiards room.
Shen Xingxi's arm tightened, and with a wave of the putt, he opened a beautiful ball.
"What kind of love history does he have?"
Ling Zhaozhao hugged the billiard cue, and his attention was not on the table.
Shen Xingxi smiled and played with the club in his hand.
Song Mingzhe's love history has nothing to say, but the peach blossoms chasing him can't be finished for three days and three nights.
"Cousin-in-law, you started asking me questions before you even started playing, so wouldn't I be at a loss?"
As he spoke, he dropped a flower ball into his bag with one shot.
"It's time for you to serve, cousin-in-law, I'll give you a hint first, Miss Chen."
Shen Xingxi winked at Ling Zhaozhao and looked at her playfully, hanging her appetite.
Seeing that Shen Xing was calm and relaxed, and seemed to have a lot of hints, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but scold.
Could it be that man actually has so many girlfriends?
Her heart was inexplicably sour, and she held the club in her hand and aimed it at the white ball.
Obviously, Shen Xingxi had taught her the rules and the posture of serving before, but Ling Zhaozhao still couldn't find the feeling.
She pushed her hand, and landed an empty pole solidly.
Shen Xingxi couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw her like this.
"Cousin-in-law, it's the first time I've seen someone play like this......"
Before the words fell, Ling Zhaozhao felt a tall figure envelop him.
"Hold your hand like this, a little back."
Song Mingzhe's warm palm rested on her hand, and her unique fragrance of flowers and fruits lingered in his nose.
Song Mingzhe's warm breath was in Ling Zhaozhao's ears, and her low-alcohol voice was tugging at her heartstrings.
The temperature of his palms surrounded her, and the figures of the two men overlapped each other, projecting on the ground, as if grinding their sideburns.
They are so close.
Realizing this, her heart suddenly beat so fast.
As if sensing Ling Zhaozhao's fingertips trembling, Song Mingzhe chuckled.
"Don't be nervous, it's not difficult."
Ling Zhaozhao didn't say anything, after all, she wasn't nervous because of the difficulty of billiards.
but because of the people behind her.
"Brother Mingzhe, I ......"
Seeing Song Mingzhe who suddenly appeared, Shen Xingxi touched the back of his head with some embarrassment.
He did laugh at Ling Zhaozhao just now, and he laughed a little loudly.
Song Mingzhe glanced up at him, didn't say anything, but gently pushed, and hit a beautiful ball with Ling Zhaozhao's hand.
Under the light, he was obviously cold and hard, but behind Ling Zhaozhao, his resolute lines unexpectedly softened.
Ling Zhaozhao looked at the ball that fell into the bag, a little stunned.
It's that simple?
She had been aiming for so long that she hadn't even hit the ball.
But in the hands of Song Mingzhe, he seems to have become an invincible billiards master.
Song Mingzhe glanced at Shen Xingxi coldly, and neatly took the club in Ling Zhaozhao's hand.
One, two, three......
Shen Xingxi watched as the balls on the table were hit into the bag one after another.
"Are these balls enough?"
Song Mingzhe pulled the corners of his mouth, held the club in his hand, and looked at Shen Xingxi with a calm eyebrow.
He propped his hands on the billiard table, glanced at Ling Zhaozhao, and looked at Shen Xingxi's eyes with a little chill.
"Isn't it about my love history? I'd like to hear about it too. ”
As soon as he stepped into the billiard room, he heard Shen Xingxi threatening Ling Zhaozhao with this matter.
Shen Xingxi's expression was instantly more ugly than crying.
God, he just wanted to trick someone into playing billiards with him, there was no need to be so cruel to him, right?
His cousin really didn't save face for him at all in terms of ball skills.
"Cousin-in-law, I was wrong, I won't talk nonsense in the future."
Shen Xingxi made a gesture of surrender and obediently admitted his mistake to Ling Zhaozhao.
He can see that the most effective way to make his cousin stop destroying him now is to please the little cousin in front of him.
But in Ling Zhaozhao's eyes, it was different.
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's wrong?"
Song Mingzhe noticed Ling Zhaozhao's mood swings on the side, and couldn't help asking.
Could it be that she didn't give her a chance to play just now, and she was unhappy?
He thought about it for a moment and returned the club to Ling Zhaozhao.
"Then I'll call you."
Ling Zhaozhao looked at the rest of the ball on the table with Shen Xingxi's flower balls, and couldn't help but feel a little angry.
What did she fight?
None of the balls were hers.
Moreover, she is not depressed because she can't play billiards, right?
"I'll go talk to my aunt for a while, you can fight."
Ling Zhaozhao was a little emotional, so he made an excuse casually and hurriedly walked out of the billiard room.
Song Mingzhe watched Ling Zhaozhao's mood change, and he was puzzled.
Shen Xingxi, who was on the side, seemed to realize something, and couldn't help but laugh when he grinned.
"It seems that my cousin-in-law doesn't need to put vinegar in her food tonight."
After all, someone has become a vinegar vat.
Hey, his cousin is excellent in everything, but in terms of feelings......
Shen Xingxi, who suddenly felt that he had found the field, couldn't help but regain his smile that was a little underwhelming.
"Brother Mingzhe, this kind of thing is emotional, sometimes it's much more complicated than your business territory, I think my cousin-in-law is also a character who doesn't suffer much, hey, it seems that you will still have a lot of ...... in the future"
Before Shen Xingxi could finish speaking, he was stopped by Song Mingzhe's flying club.
"Inexplicable."
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 better to let his uncle discipline his cousin more.
……
Ling Zhaozhao really went to find Zhou Qing, and followed Zhou Qing to the horse farm to play for a while.
Although she had not ridden a horse very seriously, she had an amazing talent for equestrianism.
Even Shen Zhihe couldn't help but admire her equestrian skills, and after a whole day of contact, he was particularly satisfied with Ling Zhaozhao, who knew how to advance and retreat.
Even when he walked back to his villa, he couldn't help but speak.
"Zhaozhao will have to come to the house more often to play in the future."
"But no, Zhaozhao, if you are free, remember to accompany your aunt more, 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, you say a word to me, the three of them walked together, and they were as harmonious as a family.
"Wife, in fact, it's not impossible for us to have another daughter."
Shen Zhihe coughed lightly and said something indecent with a serious expression.
He knew that Zhou Qing wanted a daughter in his dreams, but when Zhou Qing gave birth to Shen Xingxi, he had a difficult birth, and he was always reluctant to have a second child.
Now seeing Ling Zhaozhao's beautiful and well-behaved appearance, he was also a little itchy.
If there are more than one soft and glutinous daughters, he Shen Zhihe will have no regrets in this life.
Zhou Qing's face couldn't help but blush, and his eyes were a little coquettish when he saw Shen Zhihe.
"In front of your child, say what ...... to do this"
Ling Zhaozhao, who was sandwiched between them, couldn't help but be a little numb.
"Did you hear that, your parents said they didn't want you anymore."
Song Mingzhe's cold voice came from not far away.
He walked side by side with Shen Xingxi, his tone lazy and lazy.
Although Shen Xingxi knew that Zhou Qing and Shen Zhihe were just laughing and talking, just a simple sentence still made him break his defense.
"爸,妈......"
Shen Xingxi pursed his lips, his voice a little aggrieved.
Ling Zhaozhao looked at Shen Xingxi's pitiful appearance, and couldn't help but laugh.
She watched Song Mingzhe walk towards her, her eyebrows curled.
"Why are you trying to scare him?"
Song Mingzhe walked to her side, looked at her in a neat riding suit, her face still had a flush rising from having fun, and her lips were slightly curled.
"Because he's upset you."
He whispered in her ear.
When Ling Zhaozhao heard this, the depression in his heart suddenly dissipated without a trace.
So, is he angry with her, and by the way, is he coaxing her to be happy?
Her smile suddenly stopped.
It's a bit naïve, but it's effective.
Until Ling Zhaozhao was about to leave, Zhou Qing and Shen Zhihe were still reluctant.
"Zhaozhao, the first time we met, my aunt didn't have anything good for you, so I will give you this heirloom of the Shen family, which was originally intended for Mingzhe's future daughter-in-law."
Zhou Qing took out a delicate brocade box, and there was a clear and warm jade bracelet lying inside.
Even people like Ling Zhaozhao who don't understand jadeite can see that this bracelet is expensive.
Song Mingzhe looked at this brocade box, and his eyes dimmed for a moment.
It was left by his mother.
"Aunt, this is too valuable, I can't take it."
Ling Zhaozhao was a little flattered.
She is only Song Mingzhe's fake girlfriend now, and she is not really with Song Mingzhe, so she accepted this heirloom for no reason, which is not good.
She cast a pleading gaze at Song Mingzhe.
"Take it."
Song Mingzhe, who was silent, suddenly spoke.
Ling Zhaozhao's heart skipped another beat.
Does he know what it means to take this?
But also, if you keep refusing, it will make people suspicious.
"Thank you, aunt, then."
Ling Zhaozhao had a sweet smile on his face and apologized obediently.
Hearing Ling Zhaozhao's words, Zhou Qing smiled and put the bracelet on Ling Zhaozhao's hand.
The transparent and clear bracelet made Ling Zhaozhao's wrist fairer and slender.
"It's good-looking, if Mingzhe bullies you or treats you badly in the future, remember to tell your aunt and uncle that we are on your side."
Shen Zhihe said with a smile.
Song Mingzhe also mentioned to him the situation of Ling Zhaozhao's family in the study, although he was not a wealthy family, as long as the person was good and his personality was good, he didn't value other conditions.
Most importantly, Song Mingzhe likes her.
He has seen his sister and Song Jianguo tear up a complete family because of entanglements of interests, and naturally he doesn't want his nephew to follow in his sister's footsteps.
Even if the old man Song Jianguo disagreed, he would support his nephew.
Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but blink when he heard these inexplicably familiar words.
Good guy, she vaguely felt that the favor she had lost in her own family because of Song Mingzhe had been lost in the Shen family again.
"No, it won't."
Song Mingzhe chuckled and looked down at Ling Zhaozhao, his cold eyes were full of pampering at the moment.
Ling Zhaozhao couldn't tell whether this sentence was true or false, but he still felt a little excited in his heart, but suddenly remembered the love history that he didn't allow Shen Xingxi to talk about.
Is it possible that the reason why she thinks Song Mingzhe is so sultry is because he has practiced it many times?
Thinking that Song Mingzhe might be a veteran of the love scene, Ling Zhaozhao was a little discouraged.
Although this did not prevent her from liking Song Mingzhe, it also made her feel a sense of frustration.
Maybe she is too cautious, so cautious that she can't wait for Song Mingzhe's past and future to have her.
When she sat in Song Mingzhe's car, this frustration still enveloped her a little.
She touched the bracelet on her wrist, as if she had plucked up courage, stared at Song Mingzhe's side face, and asked with a serious face.
She has never liked to hide her words, and since this matter does not affect her liking for Song Mingzhe, then she simply asks to understand.
Whether it is a veteran in the love field or an emotional blank paper, she doesn't want to have an inexplicable estrangement between her and Song Mingzhe.
"Do you have a lot of ex-girlfriends?"
Song Mingzhe didn't expect Ling Zhaozhao to suddenly ask this question, and he almost stepped on the brakes.
He pulled over to the side of the road, as if he understood something, and tapped his finger on the steering wheel.
The light of the street lamp poured down, shining on his handsome face like a god, and there was a little more unspeakable helplessness.
"I didn't."
He looked into Ling Zhaozhao's eyes and said word by word.
"I've never had an ex-girlfriend."
He always thought that people who asked him about his relationship questions were stupid and boring, so he never explained them.
But for some reason, as soon as Ling Zhaozhao asked, he answered seriously without thinking.
And twice.
Ling Zhaozhao immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Thinking of Song Mingzhe's sultry and unconscious actions, he couldn't help muttering.
"Then you're really talented."
Song Mingzhe couldn't hear it really, and frowned lightly between his eyebrows.
"What did you say?"
"I said the moonlight was beautiful tonight."
Ling Zhaozhao raised his eyes to look at the sky, looking at the bright moon hanging high, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Song Mingzhe didn't understand why the topic suddenly jumped to the moon.
But Ling Zhaozhao's thinking has always jumped, and he is used to it.
"Well, it's beautiful."
He replied casually, then glanced at Ling Zhaozhao.
Her delicate bow dangled at the back of her head, making her extra petite and cute, and there was a light smile on the corner of her mouth, and the dimples on both sides were faintly visible.
His gaze moved down slightly, and when he saw the white and slender neck, he vaguely remembered her trembling back that night.
Suddenly, he felt that the beauty of the moonlight was nothing more than that.
At least less than one ten-thousandth of the people around him.
Ling Zhaozhao's good mood lasted until the car drove to the door of Ling's house.
When she saw that the lights of her small western-style building were all gone out and it was dark, her right eyelid jumped fiercely.
Song Mingzhe also noticed something unusual, he looked at the time, and looked at Ling Zhaozhao with some doubts.
"Do you go to bed at half-past eight?"
Ling Zhaozhao didn't know how to answer this question, he had a vague bad premonition in his heart, laughed awkwardly, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed the phone of his mother, Lord Yunmei.
"Mom, why doesn't there seem to be anyone in our family?"
Yunmei seemed to be in a very noisy environment, and she couldn't hear Ling Zhaozhao's words clearly, so Ling Zhaozhao repeated it again.
"Oh, you said this, didn't your dad tell you that our family was going camping at the beach in the next two days? Maybe you forgot, don't you have the key? ”
Ling Xiaoqiao: ......
Doesn't the whole family include her, and can this forget to inform her?
"Mom, I'm in a hurry to go out today, and I didn't bring the key."
Ling Zhaozhao tried his best to calm down his mentality, and said as calmly as possible.
"Then you go to Xiao Song's house for one night, and we'll go back tomorrow afternoon."
Yun Mei said disappreciably, and did not forget to dislike Ling Zhaozhao.
"Didn't I say, how can anyone go home on a date?"
Ling Zhaozhao's blood pressure was about to rise.
"Wife, the fish is roasted, come and eat it."
Ling Shiyi's cheerful voice came from the phone.
Yunmei responded happily, and then hung up Ling Zhaozhao's phone call.
The happiness is theirs, and now only Ling Zhaozhao is sad.
Ling Zhaozhao tugged at the corners of his mouth and showed Song Mingzhe a smile that was more ugly than crying.
"Little Songzi, do you mind if you have one more beautiful woman staying at your house tonight?"
Song Mingzhe took Ling Zhaozhao to a duplex apartment under his name.
The apartment is not a large area in his own property, but it is close to Bol, so it is a frequent place for him to live.
"Your room is upstairs on the right."
Song Mingzhe pondered for a while.
He doesn't like overly cumbersome decoration styles, so the home is all streamlined.
Although the large guest room upstairs was neat and elegant, thinking of Ling Zhaozhao's bells and whistles, Song Mingzhe was suddenly a little unsure whether Ling Zhaozhao would like it.
Ling Zhaozhao looked at this four-room duplex apartment, which was decorated with simplicity and simplicity, but it was full of extravagance in both hard and soft decorations, and thought of the area near where every inch of land was valuable, and couldn't help but ask.
"You're living in this house alone?"
If you live alone, it's too big.
Song Mingzhe snorted, as if he remembered something, staring at Ling Zhaozhao's pair of apricot eyes, and suddenly let out a chuckle.
"There is no other woman, you are the first woman to come here."
His tone was a little teasing, causing two flushes to appear on Ling Zhaozhao's face.
She didn't mean to ask if any other woman had ever come!
"I'll go up and have a look, thank you for taking me in again."
Ling Zhaozhao coughed lightly, and ran upstairs in a bit of despair.
The decoration style of the guest room is simple European style, and Ling Zhaozhao is very satisfied with the clean and bright atmosphere.
I remembered that I had just sent a message to Lin Xi, wanting her to call an errand to send over the clothes that I had left in her house, and I didn't know if she had seen it.
Ling Zhaozhao clicked on the dialog box with Lin Xi and found that Lin Xi didn't reply at all.
But Gao Yue sent her a message.
……
to be continued
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