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Chapter 1089 In his previous life, Song Boyan was implicated by you

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    After all, he is someone who has a few short g videos.

    Tang Li immediately remembered what a paper clip was.

    The little face is getting redder and redder.

    In broad daylight¡ª¡ª

    But Tang Li quickly regained his senses.

    Not to mention that the time was wrong, Song Boyan also drank a lot of wine.

    There are experts on the Internet who have refuted the rumors. Any drunken sex is just an excuse. Men cannot do that when they are drunk.

    Song Boyan is definitely not making fun of himself when he mentions paper clips now.

    Of course, there is another possibility¡ª¡ª

    Song Boyan was not drunk to that extent.

    Realizing this, Tang Li didn't get up in a hurry.

    She played with the collar of the man's shirt and raised her eyes: "Driving under the influence will cause hardware to be scrapped quickly."

    Song Boyan's eyes were still fixed on Tang Li. After hearing the girl's serious warning, a smile appeared on his face. The hem of his burgundy skirt blocked his left hand covering his knee, and only the steel watch was half hidden.  Ban Xian: "That makes perfect sense. I must have my driver's license in hand."

    Tang Li: ""

    Tang Li was somewhat aware that Song Boyan really had that idea.

    ¡­Actually, it¡¯s not impossible.

    I am afraid that the speed of the car is too fast and it will not be friendly to drinkers.

    However, this is also the first time that Song Boyan has clearly stated this need. She feels that she should cooperate, otherwise, the relationship between husband and wife will be affected.

    Tang Li lowered his head and kissed Song Boyan: "If you drive drunk, just drive drunk."

    After saying that, get off Song Boyan.

    Tang Li looked like she was about to leave, and Song Boyan held her hand: "Where are you going?"

    "" Tang Li explained: "The door is not locked yet."

    Men are such strange creatures.

    No matter how mature and chic you usually look, it¡¯s really hard to get clingy.

    Tang Li locked the door and climbed up again: "I'm coming!"

    Song Jingtian led a group of boys back from jujube hunting. He carried a long pole on his left shoulder, with a bag of crispy dates hung on the end of the pole. After walking around, Tang Li was nowhere to be found.

    After running into the living room and asking, I found out that Tang Li had gone to the bathroom.

    I was about to go looking for someone, but my mother held me back.

    When Tang Li went to the bathroom and didn't come back for half an hour, Xiao Minglan guessed where she had gone.

    Today at noon, Song Boyan was persuaded to drink a lot.

    It was Xiao Minglan who asked someone to go back to the room and take a nap.

    After all, he is someone who has been here before.

    The eyebrow-raising lawsuit between Song Baiyan and Tang Li before he left just now seemed casual, but it was like some kind of hint.

    Those who can understand it will naturally follow them out.

    "If you have a stupid head and don't take it seriously, it will be nothing."

    My wife here is obviously capable of causing trouble

    Song Jingtian left first but couldn't get away. He looked at Xiao Minglan in confusion. Xiao Minglan could only say: "Your elder brother drank too much and is not feeling well. Your elder sister-in-law should have taken care of him."

    The little guy yelled, and was pulled by Xiao Minglan to sit down on the sofa. He said with emotion: "Brother is so fragile!"

    Xiao Minglan: ""

    It was past four in the afternoon when Tang Li appeared again.

    Song Jingtian noticed that she had changed her clothes and couldn't help asking: "Why don't you wear that skirt?"

    "This is not the end of the wedding banquet." Tang Li poured himself a glass of water: "I have been wearing a skirt with a waistband, and I am in a panic."

    By now, all the guests had already gone back.

    The huge Tan Palace has returned to its former orderly state.

    The little guy didn¡¯t see his elder brother. He stretched his neck and glanced outside, then continued to approach Tang Li: ¡°Isn¡¯t the elder brother still sleeping?¡±

    "Yeah." Tang Li responded vaguely and put down the water glass.

    Sleeping is of course a cover.

    Song Boyan rarely drinks alcohol, which does not mean that he has a poor drinking capacity. He was indeed a bit drunk before, but not to the point of being completely drunk.

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    But in the end, I didn¡¯t get any paper clips.

    Who makes her naturally considerate and unwilling to deal with people who drink too much?

    Therefore, it is oneself who contributes.

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    It¡¯s so wrinkled that it¡¯s no longer easy to wear out.

    In the living room, the little orange cat was playing with a ball of yarn. As soon as Tang Li took the cat into his arms, Aunt Min came with a letter in her hand.

    "I said I found it when I was clearing the main table."

    On the envelopeFor food, I only want a pot of Longjing.

    When the door of the private room was pushed open, he just picked up the tea cup, but before he looked up, a photo broke into his sight.

    "Is that you?" Tang Li asked directly.

    Han Jifeng held the teacup in his hand and looked at the girl at the table: "Do you think I did it?"

    Tang Li didn¡¯t nod, nor did he deny it.

    After a while, she spoke again: "It doesn't matter whether it's your handwriting or not. I asked you out today to tell you that I am already married and will never marry again. I won't force you to tell those secrets that you don't want to share."

    Han Jifeng lowered his eyes and heard Tang Li say again: "If you really feel ashamed of me, then bury what you dreamed about in your heart, and don't tell anyone about it, and don't use what you know to  Doing things that hurt me and my family.¡±

    This family naturally includes Song Boyan.

    ¡°Whether you become a senator or run for president in the future, it¡¯s up to you.¡±

    Tang Li paused for a moment and continued: "If you ask me to let Li Shengxia go, I can agree. Everything ends here. Whether you take her out of the Ninth Courtyard to raise her or send her abroad, I will not stop you.  ."

    ¡°Obviously two months ago, she wanted Li Shengxia to pay for his life.

    Now, he is willing to take the initiative to make concessions.

    Han Jifeng put down the tea cup in his hand: "Are you afraid that I will participate in Song Boyan's impeachment case?"

    Tang Li didn't answer, because he knew he wouldn't get the answer he wanted, so he ended the meeting: "I've said what needs to be said, everyone is fine."

    After saying that, Tang Li also took back the photo.

    As soon as he turned around, Han Jifeng's low voice came: "What if I told you that in that dream, Song Boyan was implicated by you?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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