Princess Against the World

For a moment, Zhao Ziming had mixed feelings in his heart.

What qualifications does that sick young man Zhao Qin have to let such a beautiful woman be his maid? !

If I had known earlier, he would have struck first.

"Girl...know who I am?"

"Zhao Ziming, the current patriarch of the Zhao family... Patriarch Zhao, am I right?"

That smile made Zhao Ziming's heart numb again.

"Yes, it seems that the girl has put some thought into me, but..."

He turned around and looked at the courtyard door, half-smiling.

"Your courtyard door is wide open...could you be waiting for me?"

"I'm waiting for your noble person!" Ling Luoyu stood up quietly and flicked his fingertips: "Since Patriarch Zhao is here, he is my noble person, please come!"

Zhao Ziming looked around and stepped forward: "I thought I was disturbing the girl's enjoyment of the banquet."

"Tonight, Patriarch Zhao, you are my guest!"

Ling Luoyu personally placed the chair for Zhao Ziming with a bright smile.

"Clan Chief Zhao, please sit down."

"I'm really flattered by the girl's hospitality!" Zhao Ziming's fingertips caressed Ling Luoyu's fingers unintentionally and touched them.

Ling Luoyu turned around and sat down calmly, and sent the poured tea over: "Clan leader Zhao, the words "flattered" seem to be more appropriate for me, right? After all, this is the territory of your Zhao family. When it comes to discussing it, I am the one who He is a guest worthy of the name, and now, it is my honor to be treated differently by Patriarch Zhao."

"Ha ha……"

Zhao Ziming laughed loudly, unable to hide his pride.

"Girl, you are the most coaxing beauty I have ever seen!"

Every man likes to hear flattery.

Especially a stunning beauty like Ling Luoyu.

"But, girl..." Zhao Ziming's laughter stopped suddenly, and he turned around, almost lying on the table, looking at Ling Luoyu opposite: "I want to know, why are you waiting for me to come over? mean?"

He likes beautiful people, but he can still maintain his most basic instincts in front of women.

These things tonight seem to be the Hongmen Banquet arranged by this beauty.

How can there be a good banquet at the Hongmen Banquet! ?

Ling Luoyu's purpose was revealed, but he didn't show any panic at all. He still smiled like a flower: "What does Patriarch Zhao want me to mean by this?"

"..."

Zhao Ziming's pupils shrank, and the smile on his lips became dizzy.

"I am a man. When I meet a beauty like a girl, I will naturally think about the things that all men in the world would think about. I don't know about the girl..."

His fingers slowly wandered towards Ling Luoyu's fingertips.

However, she curled up lazily into the wicker chair, holding her chin with one hand and tapping the armrest of the wicker chair with the other hand. She smiled half-heartedly: "Clan Leader Zhao, am I like this...is it so nice to think about it? Sometimes, think about it. , it will all be fatal!”

Zhao Ziming's hand paused and moved reluctantly: "Girl, I really don't understand what you mean! Why did you reply to me like this if you clearly meant it?"

"Intentional? What is intentional?" Ling Luoyu suddenly smiled: "Clan Leader Zhao, the intention you are talking about cannot be the meaning of Lang Youxin and concubine's intention, right?"

"..."

"If this is the case, then I really want to say sorry...I apologize for my inappropriate behavior!!" Ling Luoyu really bowed slightly: "However, after this, I still have something to say !”