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Chapter 902 Family Banquet

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    Song Boyan, who was sitting there, was hugged.

    He gently hugged the girl, and when Tang Li tightened his arms, he also touched her back with his big hands, as if responding to her coquettishness, and there seemed to be a smile in his low-pitched voice: "Why are you so clingy all of a sudden?"

    Tang Li¡¯s excitement went away as quickly as it came.

    Hearing this, she let go of her hands.

    Even so, the heat on his face has not completely subsided.

    When she stepped away and stood up straight, she also put her hands behind her back and changed the subject: "It's already six o'clock, all the guests should be here."

    With that said, the people went out.

    Finally, after taking two steps, she found that Song Boyan had not gotten up from the bed. She turned around and asked, "Aren't you going to the restaurant?"

    Song Boyan put his hands on his thighs, leaned forward slightly, and said matter-of-factly: "Maybe he is really old and has some disadvantages in his waist."

    Tang Li: ""

    After all, it is your choice, what can you do if your waist is not good?

    Besides, she could tell that Song Boyan was deliberately teasing her.

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    He walked back again, stretched out his right hand in front of the man, but looked away, and urged: "Hurry up, there is no reason to keep the guests waiting for a long time."

    As soon as he finished speaking, a dry feeling hit his palms.

    It was warm, with some gun cocoons, and it was also the generosity that Tang Li was familiar with.

    The slight strength of the grip revealed tenderness.

    Song Boyan squeezed her little hand, and after a while, he slowly stood up: "Then let's go."

    Even so, he didn¡¯t let go of Tang Li¡¯s right hand.

    The place for banquets is no longer the small restaurant where the Song family usually eats.

    Even though Tang Li was mentally prepared, when she followed Song Boyan into the banquet hall and saw the Fu family and Bai family inside, she still felt a little nervous.

    This kind of nervousness is not due to timidity, but more of awe.

    She knows most of the faces here, the only thing that has changed is her identity.

    Tonight, she is already a veritable Mrs. Song.

    After they entered the hall, everyone¡¯s eyes were focused on them.

    Unlike her who had changed clothes and dressed up, Song Boyan was still dressed as he was during the day. The simple combination of a white shirt and black trousers did not make people feel rude. On the contrary, the light reflected on his shirt, with broad shoulders and back.  Pretty, adding a bit of chicness.

    Song Jingtian was kneeling on a chair peeling peanuts to eat.

    When he turned around and saw Tang Li, he immediately threw away the peanut shell, got off the chair and ran over.

    "Why are you here?" The little guy complained a little.

    Tang Li discovered that Song Jingtian had also changed his clothes and wore a bow tie. His hair seemed to be waxed, and it looked particularly shiny under the light.

    The little guy said, taking Tang Li's left hand: "I'll take you to see something."

    "What?" Tang Li asked.

    Song Jingtian winked at her: "You'll know after seeing it."

    Because Song Jingtian was with him, Song Baiyan no longer kept Tang Li by his side.

    When Tang Li was taken away by the little guy, Song Boyan also went over to say hello to Fu Jinliang and Bai Yiqian, but while talking, he was still paying attention to the big one and the small one from the corner of his eye.

    Song Jingtian pulled Tang Li to the corner of the banquet hall, took out a small bowl from under the fireplace, lifted the hijab with his chubby hands, and handed it to Tang Li as if he was offering a treasure: "Deng Deng! I picked it up in the back garden."

    Those are a few bird eggs.

    However, the eggshell has been dyed red.

    Tang Li picked up one of them: "Have you cooked it?"

    "Not yet." Song Jingtian held a small bowl, "But I have already dug a hole in the garden, waiting for you to boil eggs together."

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