The president's pet daughter

weekend.

Ling Zhaozhao was still sleeping beautifully, when Yunmei mercilessly lifted the quilt.

Even though the weather had warmed up, Yunmei's actions still made her feel a bit chilly.

"Mom, I have nothing to do today, and I don't have a date, so you can't let me sleep more."

Ling Zhaozhao muttered something in a low voice, wanting to snatch his quilt back from Yunmei's hand with sleepy eyes.

Song Mingzhe seemed to be very busy these days, and Ling Zhaozhao was sensible enough not to disturb him, and everyone tacitly didn't mention the date on weekends.

"Don't sleep, my ancestor, Song Mingzhe's aunt is here, saying that he will pick us up to play for a few days."

Yunmei urged Ling Zhaozhao, wishing she could get dressed for her.

When Ling Zhaozhao heard that Song Mingzhe's aunt, Zhou Qing, was coming, he immediately came to fight him.

No, no one informed her about this matter in advance?

Although Ling Zhaozhao knew that Zhou Qing had always been kind to her, but she was an elder after all, she didn't dare to make Zhou Qing wait for too long, so she simply tidied up and went downstairs.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, Zhao Zhao seems to be beautiful again."

Zhou Qing was wearing a pink cheongsam, with a delicate hairstyle, and looked at Ling Zhaozhao with a smile on his face.

"Don't praise this girl, she'll be up to the sky again later."

When Yunmei heard Zhou Qing's praise, she almost laughed like a flower.

"Zhao Zhao's complexion has indeed become more rosy recently, almost as beautiful as her mother."

Ling Shiyi held the newspaper and said slowly.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard his father secretly poking and praising his mother, and sat down obediently beside Zhou Qing.

"Why is aunt here?"

Ling Zhaozhao spoke sweetly, holding Zhou Qing's arm very affectionately.

"Xingxi has gone to school. I'm bored at home. I miss you too. The key is that if you don't come to our house to play, that pony will become a big horse."

Zhou Qing patted the back of Ling Zhaozhao's hand and said with a smile.

It was only then that Ling Zhaozhao remembered that the last time she went to the Shen family's horse farm, Shen Zhihe said he would get her a pony to ride on. These few months have passed, and he doesn't know how big the horse has grown.

"Your mother also said that she is free recently, so I thought of picking you up to play for a few days, so as to make the house lively."

Zhou Qing glanced at Yunmei with a smile in his eyes.

She and Yunmei also got along very well, so naturally she was looking forward to Yunmei's visit to Shen's house for a few days.

"Okay, okay, but I, the old man, won't go. My eldest daughter-in-law is a month old, and my old man has to go and see, so that he doesn't feel uncomfortable in Shen's house."

Yunmei also felt bored and flustered recently, so she was very happy when she heard Zhou Qing's words.

"Is Mingzhe very busy recently?"

Ling Zhaozhao was not disgusted with going to the Shen family for a few days, anyway, in her heart, the Shen family existed like a family.

It's just that Song Mingzhe's whereabouts have been erratic recently, so she can't help but wonder what Song Mingzhe is doing recently.

"It's a bit busy, as busy as his uncle."

Zhou Qing's mouth was faster than his brain, and he subconsciously said it.

Then she reacted immediately, and she almost slipped her tongue.

"I don't know what they are busy with all day long, anyway, let them go, as long as there is no trouble."

Zhou Qing covered his mouth and smiled, wanting to get this situation back.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't miss the strange emotion that flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes, and couldn't help thinking about it.

She vaguely felt that Shen Zhihe and Song Mingzhe should be busy with the same thing recently.

Shen family.

The first thing Ling Zhaozhao did when he came to Shen's house was to go to the racecourse to see his own pony.

The horse was white and fat, with shiny hair, and Ling Zhaozhao fell in love with it immediately.

Also rode a bit by the way.

Xiao Ma is very docile and seems to be very close to Ling Zhaozhao.

Zhou Qing and Yunmei chatted very well, chattering non-stop all the way, it seemed that Ling Zhaozhao was a bit out of touch.

"Zhaozhao, you're bored staying here, I'm going to go with your mother to see the latest fashionable fabrics later, or you can go for a swim."

Zhou Qing sat on the sofa and said intimately.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't know that there was a swimming pool in Shen's house, and it happened that the weather was hot, and she was bored staying here, so she agreed straightforwardly.

Zhou Qing still had a few sets of new swimsuits that hadn't been removed. Ling Zhaozhao picked out a purple swimsuit that suited his figure, and went to the changing room of the swimming pool to change.

The Shen family's swimming pool is large, looks clean, and has good lighting. After Ling Zhaozhao changed his clothes, he sat by the pool and tested the water temperature.

The water temperature of the swimming pool seems to have been adjusted, and it feels warm to the touch, which is very suitable for the current weather.

Seeing that there was no one in the pool, Ling Zhaozhao let himself go, humming a little song and slowly getting into the water.

She swayed slowly in the shallow water area, and her main focus was to do whatever she wanted.

Her phone was by the pool, streaming her favorite music.

She deliberately turned the music to the maximum, quietly enjoying the moment.

Ling Zhaozhao's long hair was sticking to her back wetly. She was just about to reach out to smooth out her somewhat messy hair, but her fingertips touched a burst of warmth.

Ling Zhaozhao thought that this swimming pool was empty, so he couldn't help turning around in surprise, but saw an extremely familiar face.

Song Mingzhe was squatting by the pool, looking at her with a smile.

Ling Zhaozhao was startled, obviously he didn't expect Song Mingzhe to appear here suddenly, accidentally slipped and almost fell into the swimming pool.

Song Mingzhe had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly supported her.

Ling Zhaozhao was so close to the swimming pool, even if Song Mingzhe supported her, there was a risk of knocking to the side.

So Song Mingzhe simply jumped off the swimming pool, using his body to block the risk of Ling Zhaozhao being knocked.

"Ling Zhaozhao, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you have become more active."

Song Mingzhe snorted, looked at Ling Zhaozhao with deep eyes, and there was a bit of ridicule in his words.

Originally, he just wanted to take a look at Ling Zhaozhao before leaving, so he was still wearing a shirt and trousers.

Now that he was pulled into the water by Ling Zhaozhao, the white shirt immediately stuck to his skin tightly, outlining smooth muscle lines, and even the temperature of the swimming pool seemed to rise a lot.

Through the wet shirt, the temperature of his skin was accurately conveyed to Ling Zhaozhao's palm.

Ling Zhaozhao felt his palms burning hot.

She didn't even dare to look at Song Mingzhe's drenched chest, thinking of Song Mingzhe's muffled groan, she couldn't help becoming nervous.

"Did you knock somewhere? Does it hurt?"

Ling Zhaozhao groped Song Mingzhe's body for a while, which made Song Mingzhe chuckle.

I don't know if I'm laughing at Ling Zhaozhao's fuss, or at Ling Zhaozhao's concern for him.

He hugged Ling Zhaozhao's waist, leaned against the pool, and stroked Ling Zhaozhao's back thoughtfully.