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Chapter 525 Do you really not need room service?

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    When the Cadillac in the convoy approached, Tang Li was among the waving and cheering British people, staring at the two presidential cars known as "beasts".

    Tang Li saw Song Boyan in the back seat of the second "Beast".

    Even though she couldn¡¯t see clearly through the car window, she knew it was Song Boyan himself.

    When the two Cadillacs drove past her completely, the corners of Tang Li's lips couldn't help but rise. In her peripheral vision, she could see the Avant-garde car and other vehicles following her.

    In the air, there are also accompanying helicopters responsible for lookout.

    After the rear guard car of the convoy passed by, it was the local police motorcycle responsible for finishing the car.

    According to the schedule, Song Boyan will receive a state banquet from the British side tonight. In addition to meeting the Queen, he will also go to No. 10 Downing Street to meet with the British Prime Minister to discuss issues related to the economy, counter-terrorism and regional situations.

    Even though Tang Li has been paying attention to current affairs in the past six months, she still only knows the surface when it comes to national affairs.

    ¡° Putting aside the issue of gender equality, men are indeed better at political activities than women. Tang Li fully saw this in Song Boyan.

    As the people dispersed, Tang Li did not stay where he was.

    Passing by a tea shop called "whittard", she thought that Song Boyan liked to drink tea, so she turned and walked into the shop.

    Back to the hotel, Tang Li had a few more bags of tea and a tea set.

    Although it is not a high-end brand, she is still very happy to buy it.

    After dinner, Tang Li stayed in the hotel and did not go out anymore. She lay on the bed and studied the map. In the early morning, when she was drowsy, there was a knock on the door.

    Tang Li sat up and didn't rush to open the door.

    After a while, the door was knocked lightly again.

    Tang Li walked behind the door. There was no peephole on the door and she couldn't see what was going on outside. She could only ask: "Who?"

    Outside, the man¡¯s answer came: ¡°roomservice.¡±

    Tang Li looked at the room.

    She didn¡¯t call for room service at all. Besides, this is not a hotel. Apart from the staff on duty at the front desk, there are no other service staff in the entire hotel.

    She did not open the door randomly, but said through the door: "myhusbandistakingabath, ifheneedsit, i'lllethimgotoyou. (My husband is taking a bath, if he needs it, I will let him find you)"

    While answering, he took the clothes rack on the wall.

    At this time, there was a shaking sound from the bed.

    Tang Li took the phone and found that it was Song Boyan calling. Her tense nerves relaxed a little. She pressed the answer button. Before she could say anything, Song Boyan's magnetic voice came first: "It's so late and you haven't rested yet?"

    "Getting ready to sleep."

    As soon as the words came out, Tang Li realized something was wrong.

    It was past 8 o'clock in the morning in China. She almost bit her tongue and hurriedly took the words back: "I stayed up late and was planning to catch up on some sleep."

    As she spoke, her voice couldn't help but soften: "How are you in London? Is the state banquet over?"

    There was a chuckle from the other end of the phone.

    Tang Li thought he had drunk too much, but he seemed to be in a good mood. It seemed that nothing bad happened at the state banquet tonight. She was about to curl her lips when she heard Song Boyan say slowly: "You really don't need room service?  "

    "" Tang Li.

    When she opened the door, sure enough, she saw Song Boyan.

    For a moment, Tang Li thought it was a dream.

    Song Boyan stood in the aisle, holding a mobile phone to his ear in his right hand. His black suit and white shirt made him look elegant and upright. There was a deep smile between his eyebrows and eyes, and he also had the power of a superior person.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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