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There is a TV show in the guest room.
Tang Li opened the set-top box, and amid the exaggerated laughter of the variety show, he packed his things with one hand and memorized the lines with the script in the other.
About a quarter of an hour later, the doorbell rang.
Putting down the small bottle of essence in her hand, she ran to open the door.
When Song Boyan saw the tinfoil on her face, he was obviously stunned for a moment even though he was used to seeing the wind and rain. Then he showed a half-smile: "What kind of weird shape is this?"
"Put on a facial mask." Tang Li had already changed out of her skirt.
After the excitement of dinner dissipated, she noticed the smell of alcohol on Song Boyan's body.
Tang Li knew that Song Boyan did not drink alcohol often.
I think I had two drinks tonight.
After applying a facial mask, Tang Li also changed residences with Song Boyan.
Tang Li was already familiar with Song Boyan's master bedroom in Yunqi Villa, but he had never visited the sleeping chamber in Tan Palace.
Nowadays, visiting and living can be achieved in one step.
At the entrance to the bedroom, there is an American square table.
On the table, a bowl of red eggs looked out of place.
While Song Baiyan was taking a shower, Tang Li went to the kitchen again. The internal staff of Tan Palace are often replaced every ten years when the president leaves office. They also sign confidentiality agreements during their tenure. Violators can be sentenced to up to fifteen years in prison. This is also why , she had less worries when entering and leaving Tan Palace.
It¡¯s late at night and there¡¯s only one maid in the kitchen.
Tang Li saw that she was about to cook hangover soup and guessed that it was for Song Boyan, so he took over it.
There are already washed ingredients on the kitchen table.
While making the soup, Tang Li took out the 'lucky rice' from the refrigerator.
After Song Boyan finished taking a shower, Tang Li also came back from the kitchen. When he saw the bathroom door being pushed open, he first put the bowl of hangover soup into Song Boyan's hand.
The hangover soup is just right and warm.
¡ª¡ªObviously it was deliberately cooled down.
Song Boyan took the small bowl and covered Tang Li's hand, lightly stroking the back of her hand with his fingertips, "So considerate."
Being praised, Tang Li blushed.
But it¡¯s nothing to do with shyness.
Like a naughty and mischievous class bastard, one day the class teacher suddenly praised him for his serious study.
There are a few mung bean sprouts floating in the hangover soup.
Watching Song Boyan start to drink the soup, Tang Li also sat down next to him. He was a little bored, digging his fingers into the sofa, and couldn't help but ask: "Does it taste good?"
The hangover soup with salt and pepper as ingredients is as delicious as it gets.
Song Boyan raised his head and brought the spoon to Tang Li's mouth.
Tang Li opened her lips slightly and pursed her lips a little.
¡It¡¯s really unpleasant to drink.
However, she did not show her true thoughts on her face, and only commented against her will: "The taste is okay."
Song Boyan smiled slowly, and the soup bowl that was almost bottomed was placed on the coffee table. He also noticed the small plate of something similar to bibimbap, "You also prepared a midnight snack?"
"Do you want to eat?" Tang Li pushed the plate over.
There was hangover soup to soothe his stomach, and Song Boyan put down the spoon before taking a few mouthfuls.
Tang Li was about to put away the dishes when he heard Song Boyan say: "In the past, when I was in the Ministry of Finance, I had to work overtime when the work was busy. At around five o'clock in the evening, a clerk would go downstairs and come back again, carrying a The thermos box, after Ji Ming asked about it, he found out that it was his wife who sent him the meal."
Tang Li could hear the emotion in the man's words.
Under the soft light, he kissed Song Boyan on the cheek, and then said: "It doesn't matter, you have a wife now."
No matter whether the future is good or bad, I will be by your side.
¡ª¡ªShe added silently in her heart.
Looking at the girl¡¯s serious look, Song Boyan smiled: ¡°You don¡¯t mind me getting old?¡±
Tang Li leaned forward, put his arm around Song Baiyan's shoulders, and gently touched the corner of his mouth: "I lied to you this afternoon, but I'm actually not old at all."
The girl¡¯s soft voice is like the most beautiful love words.
Song Boyan held the back of Tang Li's head and deepened the kiss. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com