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Chapter 238 Looking up, he found Song Boyan looking at him

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    After walking around the bonfire, Tang Li saw Song Boyan sitting under the tree.

    The little novice monk let go of her hand and ran over first.

    Glancing at her own attire, Tang Li's steps gradually slowed down. Although there were people around her cheering, she was still not sure whether she was suitable for wearing such ethnic minority clothing, and she felt somewhat uneasy.

    When Tang Li walked under the tree, the little novice squatted and asked, "Donor Song, is the female benefactor particularly beautiful dressed like this?"

    Tang Li suddenly wanted to cover his little mouth.

    Such questioning made her feel as if she was being roasted on a fire.

    "Just now we came over, and there was a handsome young man from the next village asking for the main contact information of the female donor." The little novice said non-stop: "Those who are not married like the female donor are more popular here than you, the donor Song."  ."

    Song Boyan smiled when he heard this: "You don't want to be a family member now, but become a matchmaker?"

    "No." The little novice monk said softly, "I just want to tell you that the female donor is very beautiful and will be snatched away if you are not careful."

    After saying that, he turned back and winked at Tang Li.

    It seems to be saying¡ª¡ª

    Am I helping you?

    Tang Li felt her cheeks heat up, and she couldn't tell whether it was from the firelight or from embarrassment. When she put on this dress, she had expectations in her heart. She didn't expect to amaze everyone, but just wanted to attract more attention from someone.

    She is very aware of her appearance. She is relatively beautiful, but it is far from "astonishing".

    So, when she heard the young novice ask Song Boyan like that, she didn't feel complacent, butindescribable embarrassment.

    With Song Boyan¡¯s status, what kind of beauty has he not seen?

    ¡°Those banquets where celebrities and politicians gather together, the most indispensable thing is women with outstanding appearance, fragrant clothes and temples, and people drinking and drinking. People like her, placed in front of real ladies, may not even be able to compare with one finger.

    Tang Li couldn't help but think of Miss Bo.

    She speaks softly, not in a pretentious manner. Every time she smiles, the curve of her lips is just right. She has an elegant temperament, a little more impolite and a little less reserved. She stands there gracefully. At first glance, she looks like the kind of person with an excellent background.  The lady of the world.

    ¡° In comparison, she is really just a little girl from the countryside.

    Thinking like this, Tang Li inevitably felt a little frustrated. He was about to call the young novice over to prevent him from talking nonsense again. When he rolled his eyes inadvertently, he found Song Boyan's deep and gentle eyes looking at him.

    It seemed that he had been staring like that for a while.

    "" Tang Li covered his eyelashes.

    Suddenly I felt a little overwhelmed.

    With her hands behind her back digging at each other's nails, she glanced not far away and finally found the reason: "I'm going to get some roasted corns."

    Before she finished speaking, she turned around and walked quickly to the bonfire.

    After Tang Li walked away, Ji Ming suddenly said: "Miss Tang, this outfit suits her well."

    "This kind of ethnic minority clothing is not worn by local people, and it will most likely be gaudy and obtrusive, but after Tang Li put it on, it happened to support the exotic style.

    While talking, Tang Li was already standing in front of the table with roasted corn.

    She knew that Song Boyan and Ji Ming would definitely not eat it, so she took a corn for herself and the little novice monk each, and turned around to go back. A young man suddenly came over, blushing slightly, hesitantly blocking her way, mustering up his courage.  Asked: "Can I ask you to dance?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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