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    Song Boyan¡¯s left hand, which was wearing a watch, was supporting her, and his right hand was caressing her back: ¡°What time is it now and you¡¯re already having midnight snack?¡±

    Hearing this, Tang Li relaxed his grip slightly.

    "I packed the pork belly and chicken." She held the takeout bag on Song Boyan's shoulder blades, and the fingers of her folded hands touched the stubble on the back of the man's neck. She did not move her fingertips away, but instead rubbed the collar of his shirt, while  Said: "If you don't like it, I can help you eat it."

    Song Boyan seemed to sigh: "I am greedy, but I am also using other excuses."

    Tang Li denied: "No."

    Having said that again, he gathered the arms on Song Baiyan's shoulders, and also changed his mouth: "It is indeed an excuse to send supper, I come because I miss you."

    As he spoke, he could smell a faint smell of smoke.

    Whether you accept such sweet words or not is another matter.

    With the girl¡¯s delicate skin pressed against the side of his face, Song Boyan¡¯s deep and slow voice was filled with a hint of affection: ¡°Don¡¯t you plan to come down yet?¡±

    "I just want you to hold me like this." Tang Li clamped his legs.

    "If you really miss me that much, you won't do it now as an afterthought."

    As soon as Song Baiyan finished speaking, he was lightly pecked at the corner of his mouth. In his ears was the girl's defense: "You are so busy at work. If I stick to you all day long and your subordinates see me, they will definitely say that I am bewitching Emperor Ming."  Concubine Tang, in the end, your reputation will be ruined."

    There is a bit of a squeeze in these words.

    Song Boyan raised his big hand that was close to her back, smoothed Tang Li's hair on her shoulder, and then put it back on her lower back: "The Emperor Ming will also have a headache when he likes to climb walls to leave the palace."

    "" Tang Li.

    No matter how strong Song Boyan¡¯s waist is, he can¡¯t hold her like this all the time.

    Entering the office, Tang Li was put on the sofa.

    This time, she let go cooperatively and put the takeout paper bag on the coffee table.

    Seeing Song Boyan flipping through the documents on his desk, Tang Li also slid off the sofa and untied the slip knot on the bag.

    Song Boyan turned around, and Tang Li was squatting next to the coffee table, holding a takeout bucket in one hand and a spoon in the other, pouring thick white pork belly soup into two disposable small bowls. She caught a glimpse of some A4 paper scattered beside her hand, and she poured it into two small disposable bowls.  After finishing it and putting it aside, I turned around and found that there was a coat hanging on the sofa. I immediately picked it up and hung it on the floor-standing clothes rack on the wall.

    After doing this, Tang Li returned to the coffee table.

    The incandescent light shines on her eyelashes, casting a gentle silhouette.

    Song Boyan saw Tang Li pick up the spoon and divide the soup again, and his brain relaxed after a busy day. When he sat on the sofa, he naturally put his hand on Tang Li's left shoulder.

    Tang Li did not look back because of this action.

    The temperature of a man¡¯s palm is something she is familiar with.

    The fingertips stroking the broken hair on the back of the neck were as friendly as the pavilion in the hospital that night.

    Such Tang Li is undoubtedly very well-behaved.

    ¡ª¡ªIt also makes people worry-free.

    When Tang Li turned around with a bowl of pork tripe and chicken soup, Song Baiyan caught the squatting man and pulled him up, "I've sent you the late-night snack. Are you planning to go back to Li's house tonight?"

    "You can go back, or you don't have to." Tang Li sat on the sofa and looked at Song Boyan: "I just came here without any clothes."

    Song Boyan added: "Even if you have no clothes to wear, I won't let you be naked."

    "" Tang Li remembered that he had been caught by Xiao Minglan while messing around in the cloakroom of Yunqi Villa, and his cheeks warmed slightly: "Do you want to lend me some clothes?" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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