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Although Wu Xuehan knew about it, it was related to the president of a country. Moreover, Tang Li only told her and Yu Sui about their relationship, indicating that he did not want to make it public yet.
Based on Tang Li¡¯s knowledge of Wu Xuehan, Wu¡¯s father and Wu¡¯s mother must have never disclosed it.
Seeing Aunt Wu glance at her and Song Boyan's hands from the corner of her eyes, Tang Li did not let go to avoid suspicion, but smiled at Wu's mother: "If you eat too much fried rice, you will get tired of it. Wait until the pork rib soup is served, please." You cut more pineapples."
"Okay!" Mother Wu responded quickly.
Then, without daring to take another glance, he immediately went back to the kitchen.
After the kitchen door was closed, Tang Li started to investigate and said, "It's all your fault for scaring Aunt Wu."
Song Boyan looked at her triumphant posture, and there were some changes in her formerly smooth facial features. A little smile filled her eyes and eyebrows. Under the light of the restaurant, it was like a splash of color on an ink painting, and she suddenly appeared. But it lingers in people's hearts.
Tang Li was stunned, and then she heard Song Boyan say: "It seems that it is my face that makes you feel that you can't take it out."
¡°¡¡± That¡¯s not what she meant.
Seeing that the big hand holding his own was loosening, Tang Li immediately tightened his grip.
Making this action is purely instinctive.
I don¡¯t know when it started. She was used to making small intimate gestures when getting along with Song Boyan. It was not so much that she liked to pester Song Boyan, but rather that she enjoyed his indulgence.
When she realized that she was acting too eagerly, she raised her eyes and found Song Boyan looking at her with a smile.
Tang Li's face felt faintly hot.
For a moment, I felt like a white rabbit that had been tricked by a hunter.
Before she could win the game, the pork rib soup was served.
When Aunt Wu saw Tang Li holding the hand of their head of state again, she calmed down a lot. At least her expression was in place. She put down the soup bowl and returned to the kitchen to get the fruit.
The aroma of pork rib soup lingers in the air.
When the fruit was served, Tang Li didn¡¯t hold Song Boyan¡¯s hand anymore.
Song Boyan was not in a hurry to move his chopsticks.
After Tang Li let go, he stretched his right hand forward slightly, pinched the corner of her hot pants with his thumb and index finger, then took his hand back, and there was a black seed between his two fingers.
So, Song Boyan didn¡¯t want to hug her at first, maybe he just helped her remove the watermelon seeds.
This thought came into his mind, and Tang Li's face heated up again.
Song Boyan threw the watermelon seeds on the table, picked up a wet towel and wiped his fingers. Seeing Tang Li still standing in front of him, he couldn't help but smile and asked: "You plan to keep watching me eat like this?"
Tang Li scratched his face with his index finger, trying to hide his embarrassment: "I'm going to the living room to see if the Sedum watermelon is okay."
Before I could even think about it, before I could turn around, my wrist was grabbed.
"Sit down and eat with me."
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To convince someone, sometimes, you don¡¯t need many beautiful words.
Tang Li's toes that had already pointed outward turned back again.
¡ª¡ªSong Jingtian is a mature child and should learn to eat watermelon by himself. It would be better for her not to interfere.
Thinking like this, Tang Li also pulled away the chair next to Song Boyan.
Song Boyan moved two-thirds of a large plate of egg-fried rice. As soon as he put down the spoon, a wet towel was handed to him.
???????????????????????????????????????????? Out of laughter at Tang Li's attentiveness, Song Boyan said, "I asked you to accompany me to dinner because I asked you to bring me tea and water?"
"Otherwise." Tang Li said, "You don't really enjoy picking up the towel."
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