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Chapter 459 As long as you are in the capital, I will definitely come back

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    Ten minutes later, there were two more bowls of rice on the coffee table.

    Jiming put the tray under his arm. After receiving Song Boyan's instructions, he turned around and left. Just as he reached the door, he remembered something and turned back to look at Song Boyan: "Do you need to squeeze some juice for Miss Tang?"

    Tang Li, who was sitting on the sofa, replied first: "Don't bother me. If I'm thirsty, your husband will pour me some water."

    Ji Ming lowered his head and couldn't help laughing.

    Song Boyan, who was leaning against his desk, smiled when he heard this: "I'm still your nanny now, right?"

    Tang Li glanced at him, and then told Ji Ming: "Then help me squeeze a cup of soy milk."

    Before Ji Ming could nod in agreement, Song Boyan sent him out.

    "What about soy milk" Ji Ming asked.

    Song Boyan: "There is a water dispenser in the office, so there is no need to bring soy milk."

    Ji Ming closed the door and went out. Song Boyan also sat on the sofa. Tang Li opened the packing box. What she bought was braised pork and fried lettuce, which were more homely side dishes.

    Song Boyan guessed that she didn't eat well in the restaurant, so he asked Ji Ming to bring two bowls of rice. Tang Li was afraid that the food would not be enough, so he only put a few pieces of lettuce in it, and then cooked the rice obediently. After a while, there was an extra piece of rice in her bowl.  Tang Li stared at the braised pork for a few seconds and said, "I only like to eat lean meat."

    Afterwards, the braised pork was taken away.

    When Song Boyan put it back into her bowl, there was only a little lean meat left.

    After eating, Tang Li's mouth felt a little salty.

    When Ji Ming came over again, Tang Li was leaning on the sofa, holding Song Boyan's teacup in his hand, looking up and drinking water in small sips.

    Tang Li put down her tea cup and watched Song Boyan finish processing the documents at hand before she spoke: "I have bought the long-distance bus ticket and will leave for Lishan tomorrow afternoon."

    "Have everything been packed?" Song Boyan asked her.

    Tang Li nodded, paused and continued: "My assistant the one you met last time is my classmate. Originally, she wanted to go with me, but her body has not recovered yet, so I went by myself first.  Lishan, she won¡¯t be able to go there until next week at the earliest.¡±

    ¡°The bodyguard won¡¯t follow you?¡±

    ¡°¡­In fact, we will go together.¡±

    When Tang Li said this, he observed Song Boyan's expression: "I missed him on purpose, but I didn't expect you to find out."

    Song Boyan smiled slightly, and his eyes fell on her with warm seriousness: "It is related to your personal safety, so you can't be careless."

    "Even if he stays with me, I still feel a little lonely."

    After a while, Tang Li said again: "I grew up in southern Yunnan. I don't have a home here. Every time I leave here, I have an indescribable feeling. It doesn't matter whether I come back or not, but it's different now.  .¡±

    She turned her head, and under the light, those clear eyes were focused on Song Boyan again. Her eyes moved from the man's shirt to his neck, and her eyes touched his protruding Adam's apple, and she felt at ease in her heart: "As long as you are in the capital, I will definitely come back.  .¡±

    At ten o'clock in the evening, Tang Li left Tan Palace first.

    Ji Ming drove her to see her off in person.

    On the way, Ji Ming suddenly asked: "Ms. Tang moved her household registration from the Li family?"

    Tang Li looked away from the window and looked in the rearview mirror.

    "Yesterday at noon, the principal of the School of Art called me. I had previously dealt with you, Principal Wang, because of Fu Si, including later when he asked me to help you change dormitories. I have already called the police station to ask if you have changed your household registration.  Nothing will go wrong again." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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