The president's pet daughter

Ling Zhaozhao got into the car with great shame, and immediately became a little dumb.

As soon as she thought of what happened just now, she couldn't help but start digging out a Disney with her toes.

Shen Xingxi also silently lowered his sense of presence in the driver's seat, not even daring to speak.

You know, he talks a lot on weekdays, and not letting him talk is no different from torture.

Song Mingzhe looked at Ling Zhaozhao's obedient and quiet appearance, smiled slightly, and took out an exquisite box from his arms.

He put the box in Ling Zhaozhao's hand, and looked at her tenderly.

In fact, the Shen family had other gifts for Ling Zhaozhao, and they should also be sent to the Ling family at this time.

The reason why he didn't send them all in one go was because he felt that it would be too cumbersome to send all these things, so he only picked the best one.

"This is a birthday present from your aunt."

It is a very delicate velvet red box.

These words temporarily liberated Ling Zhaozhao from embarrassment. She took the box with a sweet smile on her face.

She really didn't expect that Zhou Qing would specially choose a birthday present for her.

"Thank you, aunt, for me."

She opened the box, and inside was a pair of delicate and beautiful pearl earrings, lying quietly in the box, glowing with white light.

No matter in terms of texture or style, they are carefully selected.

This is a beautiful pair of earrings.

Ling Zhaozhao fell in love with this pair of earrings almost immediately.

Song Mingzhe looked at the gleam in her eyes and knew that she liked this gift very much.

His eyes moved to her white earlobe, she just didn't wear earrings today.

The two small holes on the earlobe are hidden under the hair, and it is difficult to detect them.

"I'll put it on for you."

Song Mingzhe hooked his lips, and carefully took out the pearl earrings from the box.

He reached out and pinched Ling Zhaozhao's earlobe, the temperature of his fingertips only made her earlobe slightly red.

I don't know if he did it on purpose, but he seemed to rub it lightly for a while.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't dare to move, so he could only obediently let Song Mingzhe play with him.

Song Mingzhe's movements were very gentle, and when he brushed her earlobe lightly, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but shuddered.

That itchy feeling is really amazing.

The lights on the side of the road were constantly changing, half-bright and half-extinguished across Song Mingzhe's face, which had a breathtaking beauty.

Ling Zhaozhao stared at his face, couldn't help being a little absorbed, and even the touch on the earlobe became a lot duller.

After Song Mingzhe put on a pair of earrings, his eyes moved to her face, only to realize that she was staring at him.

"looking at what?"

he asked suspiciously.

There seemed to be nothing on his face either.

Ling Zhaozhao was embarrassed to admit that he had just been addicted to beauty, so he could only touch the pearl earrings that Song Mingzhe wore for her just now.

The pearl ice is cold, with a refreshing coolness.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help playing with it for a while.

"Does it look good?"

She shook her head cutely, and the crystal pearls were shining on her earlobes.

The earrings made her face more perfect, making her lips more red.

Her eyebrows, her eyes, seem to be a vivid painting.

Song Mingzhe thought of how she was entangled with him just now, his throat tightened involuntarily.

If Shen Xingxi wasn't here, maybe she would have succeeded long ago, right?

Ling Zhaozhao hadn't noticed the abnormality in Song Mingzhe's eyes, he just fondled his earrings fondly.

"nice."

Song Mingzhe's voice suddenly became a little lower, and it was inexplicably a little bit more bewitching.

Shen Xingxi looked at them from the rearview mirror while driving.

He wanted to praise Ling Zhaozhao's beautiful earrings, but he was too embarrassed to speak again when he thought that he had frightened Ling Zhaozhao just now.

If he continues to develop a sense of presence, he might be silenced by Song Mingzhe later.

Shen Xingxi couldn't help touching his neck, feeling that his neck was a bit chilly.

The bright light shines on Ling Zhaozhao's face through the car window, making her eyebrows and eyes more lively.

Song Mingzhe rolled his throat, and unconsciously stroked Ling Zhaozhao's chin with his fingers.

Then he stroked her lips, caressing her lips slowly and viciously.

Ling Zhaozhao felt the coolness on his lips, glanced at Shen Xingxi in the driver's seat, and couldn't help but push Song Mingzhe.

"Xingxi is still here..."

She understood the meaning in Song Mingzhe's eyes, but there was a third person in the car.

You can't kiss in front of other people, can you?

Weird.

When Ling Zhaozhao thought of this scene, half of Feng Hua Xue Yue's thoughts were extinguished.

When Shen Xingxi heard Ling Zhaozhao mention his name, a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

He silently looked at the scenery outside the car window, thinking about how far he would have to walk to meet a car if he was driven out of the car later.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Song Mingzhe suddenly knocked on the window beside him.

After a while, it seemed that Shen Xingxi had been tapped into the second channel of Ren and Du.

Shen Xingxi immediately raised the blackout window in the middle of the Maybach with understanding.

He almost forgot that there is this function.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help being a little surprised when he looked at the car window that was raised suddenly.

Before she could recover, she felt a touch of softness on her lips.

The window of the car blocked them just at the moment of their kiss.

The lights in the car were not turned on, and Song Mingzhe unscrupulously attacked her city in the dim environment.

This taboo stimulation directly made Ling Zhaozhao's mind go blank.

Every time they kiss, it seems extra exciting.

But this time is the most exciting.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't even dare to make a sound, fearing that Shen Xingxi, who was across the window, would hear it, so he could only hold on to Song Mingzhe's coat tightly, trying his best to hold back the restlessness in his heart.

Song Mingzhe pushed her against the back of the chair, pinched her chin extremely harshly, and forced her to keep up with his pace.

The lights outside the window were constantly exchanging, and no one knew their passionate kiss in the Maybach passing by.

Ling Zhaozhao was so weak from the kiss that he could only respond to him instinctively.

They pressed each other's foreheads, rubbing their inseparable ears and temples.

I don't know how long it took for the kiss before Song Mingzhe was willing to let go of Ling Zhaozhao.

Ling Zhaozhao's lips were a little swollen from his kiss.

Ling Zhaozhao touched his obviously swollen lips, and glanced at Song Mingzhe with some resentment.

This man is too bad.

When she meets her family later, how will she explain her unspeakable passionate kiss.

Song Mingzhe looked at her contentedly, and the hand on her waist couldn't help but tighten.

Shen Xingxi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, didn't even dare to vent his breath, so he could only silently step on the gas pedal to the end, and send the couple behind him to their destination as soon as possible.

If I had known earlier, he would not have borrowed this car.

Not only to be a driver, but also to stuff dog food from start to finish.