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Chapter 793 Mr. Song who drank too much

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    After dinner, Tang Li sent away the group of "rich, handsome" people carrying two million in cash, and took a taxi back to the community where Li's family was located.

    There is a cake shop not far from the community.

    Tang Li suddenly wanted to eat dessert and asked the driver to stop the car.

    After paying the fare, she got off the car and went to buy food.

    Pushing open the glass door and going in, a dazzling array of cakes came into her sight. At this moment, there were not many customers in the store. Tang Li stood in front of the display freezer with a big basket and began to choose the cakes she wanted to buy.

    She put a wooden chaff cup into the basket and a 6-inch cheesecake.

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    Tang Li caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye and was slightly startled.

    Because I noticed that watch.

    In her ears, Song Boyan's familiar voice came: "You have bought so much and you haven't had dinner yet?"

    Tang Li turned his head at the sound.

    You guessed it right, it was the person she was thinking of.

    Song Boyan dressed very casually, rarely wearing a suit shirt, polo shirt and casual pants, as if he was returning from outdoor sports and dinner parties.

    There was a faint smile on the man's handsome face.

    This time, Tang Li was not frightened anymore and could not help but curl his lips.

    The freezer where she selected the sausage buns was located near the door.

    The staff was counting money in front of the cashier and did not raise his head to pay attention.

    Tang Li raised his hand and covered Song Boyan's thin lips: "Don't talk, and don't show your face."

    Song Boyan: ""

    Tang Li naturally noticed that his eyes on her were warm and conniving. Such an encounter, accompanied by the night, seemed to be full of fantasy.

    "You go outside and wait for me first."

    She whispered.

    Song Boyan wanted to laugh in his heart, but he still listened to her.

    Tang Li was like a little eunuch, holding the basket of cakes on his arm. He stepped forward diligently, opened the door with both hands, watched Song Boyan go out, closed the door again, and then went to check out.

    By the time she came out with the carton from the cake shop, Song Boyan was no longer in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass.

    When I turned around, I found a man sitting on a bench by the roadside.

    Song Boyan looked at her deeply, with a faint smile on his face, and held a cigarette between his fingers. There was a small blackboard outside the cake shop, with chalk words written on it, and green vines climbing on the edge. He was in it, not only  It wasn't sudden, but it caught the throbbing in her eyes.

    Tang Li ran over in small steps.

    The nights in August are even hotter than those in July.

    When she stopped in front of the bench, she finally asked her confusion: "Why are you here, and how did you know that I was buying a cake?"

    "I went out to play ball in the afternoon and met a few congressmen on the court. We even had dinner together." Different from her puzzled expression, Song Boyan spoke calmly. However, looking at her confused look,  The smile in the man's eyes became more obvious: "If the person is not standing in front of the glass, he will not be able to see the car driving by."

    This sentence is an explanation for her.

    Tang Li suddenly leaned forward and sniffed the man.

    ¡ª¡ªSure enough.

    Song Boyan noticed her little movements: "What are you smelling?"

    "Suddenly ran into the cake shop and sat on the roadside to smoke again. It looked like he had drunk too much." Tang Li hugged the cake carton and muttered vaguely: "What's even more outrageous is that he smiled so brightly at me"

    "What are you talking about secretly?"

    "I compliment you on your ability to drink."

    Tang Li said, reaching out to help Song Boyan: "Where is Ji Ming? Let's go back to Tan Palace to rest first." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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