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"Simple two words, but a kind of determination."
It is also a profound prestige that cannot be shaken and belongs to the superior.
Chu Yang¡¯s suppressed right hand curled up his knuckles, and then Song Boyan let go of his hand and resumed his gentle tone: ¡°It¡¯s already eleven o¡¯clock in the evening, I won¡¯t keep you anymore.¡±
Most of the people who are in politics are smiling tigers.
How could Chu Yang not know?
This point is most vividly reflected in Song Boyan.
Song Boyan has already kicked people out, and there is no point in staying here by himself.
However, the task assigned to him by his husband had not yet been completed. Chu Yang walked to the door of the office and turned around, "Your Excellency, you are going to fall into the quagmire of the Golden Triangle because of a woman. It would be too emotional to say it. Besides, the most fickle person in the world is People's hearts, when you make such a decision, have you ever considered what if you can't make it back in the future?"
After saying that, he walked away.
From ancient times to the present, there are countless women who have stepped on men to climb up.
For an ambitious woman, the more powerful a man is, the more he climbs up the ladder. Now that Song Boyan is controlled by a little girl, he may have to answer the saying, "Gentle Country, Tomb of Heroes."
Tang Li was lying on the edge of the bathtub, drowsy, when the hot light suddenly came on above his head.
When he opened his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the legs of his trousers.
She moved her gaze upward and saw Song Boyan's hand still pressing the switch of the heater.
¡°It¡¯s not summer anymore in September.¡±
Song Boyan took a bath towel and put it on the edge of the bathtub: "Lie in the water and take a nap. If you turn around and catch a cold, you will suffer."
"I'll just squint for a while." Tang Li defended.
She was lying on the edge of the bathtub without moving, with a smooth little face, wet hair pulled up, and her eyes were following Song Boyan.
Song Boyan turned on the faucet and washed his hands. His shirt and trousers were crisp, and his strong and broad hand bones were hidden in the water. Tang Li watched quietly, and the apparently serious scene gave her a hint of charm.
"What are you looking at?" Song Boyan pulled the towel to wipe his hands and noticed her "peeping".
Tang Li turned his head back: "I think the faucet is pretty good-looking."
It¡¯s better not to say this excuse.
Song Boyan laughed after hearing this and put the towel aside: "No matter how beautiful the faucet is, it can't be wholesaled." Then he urged her: "Aren't you ready to get up?"
Tang Li no longer stayed in the bathtub.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out out of the towel, and the moment he got up to wrap it up, he realized that there was a second person in the bathroom.
Tang Li raised his eyes and met the gaze of Song Boyan.
Although I knew I had nothing to show for it, my face still turned red.
Especially, Song Boyan hasn¡¯t looked away yet.
That look in his eyes, focused but without a hint of profanity, was like looking at a work of art.
Tang Li¡¯s ears burned because of the analogy he made.
To say that one is a work of art seems narcissistic.
¡°Then I felt that I was being hypocritical. It¡¯s not that I haven¡¯t been honest with you. I¡¯ve done everything I should do. There¡¯s really no need to act coy.
With this thought in mind, she grabbed the towel and stepped out of the bathtub.
A pair of wet feet stepped on the floor tiles, and the skin became whiter under the light.
She took off the headband that bound her hair.
The ends of your hair swept across the bath towel, leaving mottled water stains.
Tang Li lowered her head and put on her slippers, and was about to go to the cloakroom when a pair of big, well-jointed hands covered the bath towel, which smelled of a man she was familiar with. When she was stunned, a dry towel was placed on her head.
This is not the first time I have been taken care of like this.
Tang Li turned around cooperatively and stood at attention.
The towel stopped the water from falling, but it covered her eyes.
Raising his head, he could only see the collar of the man's shirt, his Adam's apple and his chin.
These two parts are undoubtedly symbols of mature hormones.
Tang Li couldn't help but move forward, lightly touching the water, and kissed Song Baiyan's green chin.
Then, continue to wipe your hair obediently.
The big hand on her head didn't move anymore. Before Tang Li could lift the towel, a hot palm hit her on the back of her neck. The gun cocoon brushed against the skin of her neck. It was a rough and crispy feeling, just under the towels everywhere. In the goose yellow color, there is a little stubble at the corner of the mouth.
What followed was the intimacy she was already familiar with.
I don¡¯t know how long it has been.
The hands holding the towel were also pulled onto the man's shoulders.
?When his feet stepped on the handkerchief on the ground, Tang Li realized that he was no different from a loach at this moment. Tang Li grabbed the shirt on the man's shoulders, and immediately, a faint sigh came into his ears.
I was just wondering if I had scratched someone, and was about to take my hand back when I heard Song Boyan say: "How many short videos have you seen on the mobile hard drive?"
Tang Li: ""
How could the hard drive she secretly hid in the cloakroom¡ª
The next moment, Song Boyan picked her up.
Tang Li subconsciously wrapped his arms around Song Boyan's neck and shoulders, and heard the man's low-pitched voice in his ears, "I study ants climbing trees every day, and I think I have mastered all the tricks."
Tang Li blushed and couldn't help but fool around: "It's just vermicelli and minced meat. Let the kitchen make a plate at noon tomorrow."
As she said this, she kindly reminded: "Climbing a tree is very risky, so be careful not to reach your waist."
"Now, you think I'm useless?"
Tang Li: ""
She wanted to say, "How dare you", but Song Boyan asked her first: "Don't you like ants climbing trees?"
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Don¡¯t you like it, Tang Li?
What the answer is is not important at all.
She expressed her understanding and cooperation with the adults¡¯ occasional interests.
However, when I woke up the next day, I would inevitably have sequelae - low back pain.
Standing in front of the washbasin, squeezing out toothpaste and brushing her teeth, her eyes noticed another toothbrush of the same color on the table. She thought of everything last night, and it was inevitable that she would be teased. While her face was getting hot, she also threw Song Boyan's toothbrush into the trash. bucket.
After a while, she took it out again and put it in the cup again.
She took away the razor last time, but now there is a new one on the sink.
Tang Li took the razor and took Song Boyan's toothbrush again. Then, he turned on the power button of the razor, and with the buzzing sound, the bristles of the toothbrush fell to the ground.
Twenty seconds later, a bald toothbrush was born.
Tang Li put the toothbrush back, and there was a knock on the door from outside.
Went to open the door and found it was Aunt Min.
Aunt Min came to call Tang Li, it was Xiao Minglan who asked her.
Because a guest came to Tan Palace.
Tang Li changed his clothes and followed Aunt Min to the living room.
As soon as she entered the living room, she saw the short-haired woman sitting with Xiao Minglan. She was about the same age as Ouyang Qian. Tang Li had met her at the wedding of Meng Shu and Jiang Yunxi, and she was Meng Shu's mother.
"Did it wake you up?" Xiao Minglan showed concern when she saw her coming.
Tang Li said no: "It's already happened."
Aunt Min placed a plate of pastries in front of where Tang Li was sitting, and Xiao Minglan spoke again: "Your Aunt Mei came here today because of your cousin Meng Shu's affairs."
Tang Li paused in taking the pastries and looked up at Xiao Minglan and Meng Mu.
Mother Meng took over the conversation: "Although that little bastard has been taken to surrender by his father and is now reflecting in the detention center, but he did such a deceiving thing because I did not teach him well after all. He should come and apologize in person."
Meng Shu was detained?
For Tang Li, it was really a bit of a surprise.
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Small Theater: Song Xiaohua¡¯s Enlightenment 3
When Song Xiaohua was four years old, she already realized that she was extraordinary.
Her father is the president, and no matter how majestic he is outside, all his principles will be invalidated when he meets her mother.
As for her mother, she is even more powerful.
If she hadn¡¯t followed Aunt Min to watch TV and eat melon seeds every day, she still wouldn¡¯t have discovered her mother¡¯s true face!
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In the evening, her mother went to catch criminals near the river again.
She finished a bowl of rice, and her mother used a dog-beating stick instead, becoming a descendant of Zhongnan Mountain, the Tomb of the Living Dead, and the Condor Heroes.
What¡¯s even more outrageous is that her mother arrived home in the blink of an eye after dealing with Zhou Zhiruo.
Her mother saw her scattering a bucket of biscuits on the ground and playing with stacks of blocks, so she picked up her slippers and rushed over!
Help!
???????????????????????? Dominatrix!
She got up and ran away!
That night, she dragged her little pillow and was kicked out of the master bedroom by her mother, who asked her to go back to her room to reflect - but she knew that her mother just wanted to ride her father!
Last time she was picking up toys under the sofa, and suddenly got out, she saw her mother sitting on her father, and said that her father liked this best, huh, at such a young age, she is shameless! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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