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    The girl¡¯s deer-like eyes looked charming under the light.

    It reveals innocence and touches people's heartstrings.

    Song Boyan put down his spoon, with a smile in his eyes, "Aren't my clothes too big?"

    ¡°It¡¯s better to be bigger.¡± Tang Li said: ¡°Not all oversize is popular nowadays.¡±

    Regardless of whether she brought clothes or not, she still stayed at night.

    After having a midnight snack, I was sent back upstairs first.

    In the master bedroom where the president lives, Tang Li picked out a set of men's pajamas, hugged him and went to wash up.

    There are two mouthwash cups on the washstand.

    Tang Li took the cup and toothbrush he had used and entered the shower room. He used men's products for bathing. When the warm water washed away the foam on his shoulders, the air was filled with the light fragrance of sweet almonds.

    A dark blue pajamas was put on her body, covering her hands and feet.

    I simply bent over and rolled up my trouser legs, and rolled up my cuffs. There were wet footprints all the way from the shower room to the washbasin.

    Tang Li opened the door and found that Song Boyan had also returned to the master bedroom.

    At this moment, he was unbuttoning his shirt beside the bed.

    The man¡¯s back is tall and broad, and a little light hits the side of his face and chin, neutralizing the hardness of the outline.

    Song Boyan turned his head and saw that Tang Lizhen was wearing his own clothes. Because they didn't fit him, the shoulders of his shirt almost fell off, and there was a towel wrapped around his head, just like a little monk secretly wearing his cassock.

    It seems that he never stops doing anything, even wearing his men¡¯s cotton slippers on his feet.

    This outfit is extremely funny.

    "Take my slippers away, what do you want me to wear?"

    "Then I'll give it back to you." A pair of little feet stepped out of the cotton slippers.

    After taking a shower, the water vapor on the girl's body was Song Boyan's familiar light fragrance, covering her head from head to toeit even made people wonder if she had used a razor.

    By the time he came out of the shower, Tang Li was already lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

    ? Her hair is three-quarters dry and hangs down her neck.

    There was a dent beside the bed, and Tang Li turned her face and saw Song Boyan sitting down next to him, his hair still wet. She put her phone next to the pillow, picked up the hair dryer on the bedside table, and leaned over spontaneously.

    Song Boyan was wearing a set of black satin pajamas.

    This kind of fabric is very close to the skin and cannot cover up the strong chest.

    With the buzzing sound of the wind blowing, a wave of warmth brushed across Song Boyan's neck, and when he raised his head, he saw Tang Li holding the handle of the blow dryer.

    The next second, Tang Li was hugged around the waist.

    The two people were close to each other, and the man's low voice sounded in their ears: "If you lose weight, there won't be a few ounces of meat left on your body."

    Tang Li answered: "This is how you look good on camera."

    "Is health not more important than being on camera?" Song Boyan put his arm around her waist and continued to speak: "Those who are as thin as paper will fall down when the wind blows."

    "Don't you also like me being thin?" Tang Li said.

    Before she finished speaking, she added: "If I had a swimming ring on my waist, how could you still be staring at my waist that night when I attended the bonfire festival at the foot of Fengyang Mountain?"

    "And I have a thin waist, so you can easily hold it and play with it."

    Song Boyan: ""

    This statement is full of implications of a run.

    ??????????? She just didn¡¯t throw the word ¡°prude¡± at his head, but she couldn¡¯t do anything about it.

    "One sentence is worth three, and I am good at being mean to people."

    Tang Li was holding the hair dryer and was about to reply when a phone ring came from the bedside table.

    It¡¯s Song Boyan¡¯s cell phone.

    She glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw an overseas number.

    Before Song Boyan reached out, Tang Li leaned over and took out the phone: "It seems to be a sales call."

    Seeing her being mean-spirited, Song Boyan smiled, full of connivance: "Then I won't answer it." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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