Tang Li turned her head following the sound. Although every shelf on the bookshelf was filled with books, the gap left above allowed her to catch the white shirt opposite at a glance.
The man¡¯s left hand, which is wearing a watch, is reading a copy of the "Shou Kang Bao Jian".
As for what she has in her hand¡ª¡ª
I lowered my head and took a look, "Ah Shai Comics 5".
Tang Li: ""
Without even having to think hard, she guessed whose book it was.
The most dangerous places are often the safest.
The little guy likes reading comics, but he is afraid that his elder brother will say that he loses his ambition by playing with things, so he simply hides the comic books in his elder brother's study.
Looking around, there are two rows of bookshelves, at least two thousand books.
Song Boyan was busy with official duties and could not read every day.
Putting a few elementary school comics on the bookshelf is really hard to find.
"Just a copy of "La Traviata"." Tang Li said as he put the comic back on the bookshelf, not forgetting to bury it among other masterpieces.
After putting the books away, she simply lay down on the bookshelf.
Across the square of books, he reached out to the man opposite: "Where is my gift?"
Song Boyan looked at the girl's little face embedded in the frame, which was full of amusement. He also tried to block her with something: "As soon as I came in, I asked for gifts. Did I go to Geneva to have fun?"
"Then why did you bring chocolates to Song Jingtian last time you went to Belgium?"
I didn¡¯t receive any chocolate at that time.
What she got were a few postcards.
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Song Boyan closed the "Shou Kang Bao Jian" and saw Tang Li still spreading his hands. He couldn't help but find it funny: "It's good not to learn, but to learn the tricks of these children who roll around and ask for gifts."
"This is a reasonable request." Tang Li defended.
Even so, I have given up in my heart.
No gift, no gift.
Tomorrow morning, she will go to Song Jingtian¡¯s place to share some.
Just as I was about to move my head away from the bookshelf, a tube of lipstick appeared in the square.
Tang Li was stunned for a few seconds, and then heard Song Boyan say: "This is Chanel's 122, right?"
The day before returning to China, Song Boyan specially asked He Wei to go to a shopping mall in Geneva. When he learned that Chanel's counter was out of stock of this lipstick, he asked He Wei to go to the airport duty-free shop.
Tang Li did not expect that his original nonsense would be fulfilled at this moment.
Picking up the lipstick, it is indeed chanel #122.
She clutched the square tube of lipstick, raised her eyes and asked, "Did you buy it in Geneva?"
Seeing Tang Li¡¯s little thoughts, Song Boyan smiled, and then said: ¡°Why haven¡¯t you lost the bag from the duty-free shop at Geneva Airport? Why did you ask him to send it back to you?¡±
¡°¡Then it doesn¡¯t have to be so troublesome.¡±
As if thinking of something, Tang Li looked at Song Boyan again: "Should I put on more makeup in the future?"
Wear more skirts too.
The wife of the former President White House often wore skirts.
Wearing a skirt, makeup is essential.
However, not to mention her past life, she has never put on makeup properly in this life.
I have acted in several film and television works, and the characters are either murderers or garbage collectors. I finally appeared in a magazine, but it was still androgynous. The same is true for vodejohn's commercials.
Tang Li decided to learn makeup again.
Fight in the near future to turn a makeup for yourself.
Song Boyan said: "For people who are beautiful, whether they wear makeup or not, their beauty will not change based on their will."
Tang Li pursed his lips.
In my heart, it feels sweet.
"Compared to explicit love words, Song Boyan's expression is obviously more convincing.
She put the lipstick into her backpack. When she saw Song Boyan walking towards the desk, she followed him.
As I got closer, I found an A4 paper on the table.
There are two names written on the paper, Meng Shu and Jiang Yunxi.
Tang Li recognized Song Boyan's handwriting.
¡°This is¡ª¡± She turned her head and cast a curious look.
"Meng Shu is not young anymore." Song Boyan replied: "At this age, he should also start a family and start a business."
so¡ª¡ª
Tang Li returned his gaze to the word 'Jiang Yunxi'.
With the level of paranoia Jiang Yunxi is showing now, would she be willing to marry Meng Shu?
It¡¯s like forcing a pressure cooker lid on an iron pot.
Although the style is wrong, it still works.
Tang Li thought in his mind and quickly convinced himself: "When the time comes, let Miss Jiang get married from Tan Palace. If there are not enough bridesmaids, I can get one for her."
With a smile in his eyes, Song Boyan tapped her forehead with the "Shou Kang Bao Jian" and said, "Promote narrow ghosts."
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