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- These sweet words made Song Boyan smile at the corners of his eyes.
He pulled down Tang Li's little hand that was close to his cheek and squeezed it gently: "The most important thing about me is that when I left, I didn't even look back. I was just heartless."
Tang Li did not refute.
??If you don¡¯t look back, you are afraid that you will change your mind.
Looking at Song Boyan again, her closeness became even stronger: "Will picking us up in the evening delay your official duties?"
"We are always busy with official duties." Song Boyan stroked her head with his left hand: "You still have to pick up the person who should be picked up, so as not to disappear in a blink of an eye."
Hearing this witty joke, Tang Li shook his right hand that was holding Song Baiyan's, "Then I won't work overtime tonight."
Returning to Tan Palace to work overtime, it¡¯s almost dawn.
She didn¡¯t want him to work so hard: ¡°Please sleep with me first.¡±
Song Boyan said: "Just sleeping?"
"" This word is too ambiguous.
Tang Li's face was slightly red, and he said unwilling to be outdone: "What else? If you don't sleep, what else can you do in the middle of the night?"
After the words fell, the five fingers of his right hand were also stretched open.
What passed between her fingers were the man's strong knuckles.
The movement of clasping the fingers together reveals a bit of tenderness.
The temperature on Tang Li's face became higher and higher, and he heard Song Boyan's "parrot": "Yeah, what can you do if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"
Is her mind unhealthy?¡ª¡ª
No.
¡ª¡ªThe enemy was too cunning and deliberately misinterpreted her meaning.
Of course, it¡¯s not impossible.
It¡¯s just that you can¡¯t help but worry about the other person¡¯s health.
Men can¡¯t be too tired.
Tang Li decided to buy a few bottles of sea dog pills online tomorrow.
Until then, you have to take it easy.
So, she answered Song Boyan with four words: "The days ahead are long."
Seeing that Tang Li was speaking seriously, Song Boyan smiled slightly and his voice was as low and gentle as ever: "It will take a long time to get some sleep. This rule is not trivial."
Tang Li: ""
Tang Li knew that he was being teased again.
In Song Boyan¡¯s eyes, she is like a child who has not grown up.
He himself took the teasing seriously.
To put it bluntly, her charm is not enough.
Now it seems¡ª¡ª
She not only had to buy sea dog pills, but also several boxes of papaya and kudzu powder tablets.
As the car drove into Tan Palace, Tang Li also left Song Boyan's lap.
After getting off the car, she did not rush into the main building, but stayed beside Song Boyan, following suit, with obvious intentions.
Song Jingtian fell asleep on the road.
At this moment, Ji Ming went upstairs first, holding the child in one hand and the spittoon in the other.
With Tang Li's attitude, Song Baiyan was not allowed to return to the office area.
After all, Song Boyan was not willing to shake off this little tail and let He Weiye go down to rest.
Back to the master bedroom, Song Boyan turned on the air conditioner.
Tang Li saw the belt and cufflinks beside the bed and guessed that Song Boyan had changed them before. She took them to the cloakroom and put them back in the drawers. When she came out, she heard the sound of running water in the bathroom.
Then, the sound of water stopped.
Song Boyan has an extra towel in his hand.
Tang Li took the towel and wiped his cheek.
After a night of tossing, it¡¯s strange that my face is clean.
Recognizing that it was Song Boyan's towel, Tang Li wiped it more carefully.
Song Boyan saw that she was moving slowly, and the dust on her nose that should be wiped was not wiped off at all. He couldn't help but raise his hand and wiped Tang Li's "pig nose": "Are you drilling the stove at the station?"
Tang Li understood instantly.
Holding the towel in both hands, he turned and entered the bathroom.
? ?Look in the mirror.
Sure enough, the tip of my nose turned black!
Song Jingtian should have given it to her.
When I thought about my interaction with Song Boyan in the car, the more I thought about it, the more stupid I became.
??But Zhu Bajie wears flowers and doesn¡¯t know how ugly he is.
An old face instantly turned two shades of red.
Song Boyan also entered the bathroom, holding a clean set of women's clothes and said, "Take a shower after wiping your face."
The conditions at Nanwa Station are not very good.
Although there is a bathroom, the configuration is still in the 1990s.
To use hot water for bathing, you have to go to the boiling water room to get it yourself.
Tang Li came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and Song Boyan??Have changed out of shirt and trousers.
When she climbed into bed, the long-lost familiarity returned.
Pulling the thin quilt over her body, she consciously took out half of it after Song Boyan had washed up.
Turning out the lights, he also rolled into Song Boyan's arms.
What kind of account book and life experience, in such a late night, suddenly no longer matters.
Tang Li grabbed the man's pajamas, rarely allowing himself to indulge his selfishness.
On this bed, Song Boyan is not the head of state, but just her husband. He is not bound by state affairs, and does not have to deal with intrigues. He can lie down when he feels sleepy and rest whenever he wants. And she does not have to worry about her complicated life experience. Worry, just be a sensible and good housekeeper.
Thinking like this, fatigue came over.
When Tang Li opened his eyes again, it was already bright outside.
She was the only one on the big bed.
Tang Li got up and washed up, and was about to change clothes when there was a knock on the door.
When I opened the door, I saw Aunt Min.
Aunt Min came to call her for breakfast.
"Sir, I was told to call you at nine o'clock." Aunt Min said with a smile on her lips, "You said you didn't have supper when you came back yesterday, and you probably didn't have enough for dinner in Nanwa. If you sleep like this until noon, right? If your stomach is not good, I will let you eat and then come back to sleep."
Tang Li asked: "What about Song, what about him?"
Afraid that Aunt Min might not understand what she meant, Tang Li asked again: "Has he had breakfast?"
"She must have eaten it."
Aunt Min said: "When I got up, Mr. Guo was already on the first floor. Later he asked Secretary Guo to bring me a message."
Tang Li has a general understanding of Aunt Min's daily routine.
I must have gotten up at half past five.
¡° Then, Song Boyan will only get up earlier.
¡°It was almost two o¡¯clock in the morning when they lay down last night.
so¡ª¡ª
Song Boyan most likely woke up not long after she fell asleep.
Going back to the master bedroom was just to coax her to rest.
From last night to now, Tang Li has not touched his mobile phone, so he simply asked Aunt Min: "Did anything happen in Tan Palace during the past few days when Jingtian and I were away?"
"The old lady stayed in the hospital for two days." Aunt Min didn't hide it: "The old lady's mood improved only after the husband told the old lady that the second master was still alive. Later, the old man from the Zuo family came to Tan Gong, and the second son of his family My son was killed by a drug dealer, and I asked my husband to seek justice. On weekdays, the two families also give each other gifts during holidays, so of course, my husband cannot just sit idly by."
Tang Li knew what happened next.
Jin Lihua revealed it to her.
Tang Li changed his clothes and went to the restaurant, and saw Song Jingtian there.
Song Jingtian was eating macaroni and playing on the tablet. Because he didn't have to go to school, he was still wearing his nightgown.
Tang Li looked away from his afro, and when she got closer, she realized that the little guy was reading comics on a tablet, or the movie "The Almighty Goddess Is the Real Boss" that once exploded her perspective.
The painter named "The Fat-Headed Fish Who Never Turns Back" has been serialized on the online platform.
Tang Li pulled out his chair and threw cold water: "This kind of earthy comics is just a way to make money online."
"I'm a native dog and I like to watch." The little guy said righteously.
After saying that, put your finger on the tablet.
Successfully rewarded five hundred oceans.
Tang Li: ha!
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