Chapter 1077 The Lipstick Bought by Mr. Song

Tang Li turned her head in response to the sound. Although there were books in every compartment of the bookshelf, the space above allowed her to catch the white shirt on the opposite side at a glance.

The man's left hand wearing a watch is flipping through a book of "Shoukang Baojian".

As for what was in her hand—

Looking down, "A Shuai Comic ⑤".

Tang Li: "..."

Without even thinking about it, she guessed whose book it was.

The most dangerous places are often the safest.

The little guy likes to read comics, but he is afraid that the big brother will say that he is playing with things and lose his mind, so he simply hides the comic book in his big brother's study.

Looking around, there are two rows of bookshelves, at least two thousand books.

Song Boyan is busy with official business and does not read books every day.

Putting a few elementary school cartoons on the bookshelf is really not easy to find.

"Just one copy of "La Traviata." Tang Li said as he put the comics back on the bookshelf, not forgetting to bury them among other famous books.

Putting away the book, she simply lay on the shelf.

Across the book square, he reached out to the man opposite: "Where's my gift?"

Song Boyan looked at the girl's little face embedded in the frame, full of laughter, and blocked her with words: "As soon as I came in, I asked for a gift. I went to Geneva to play?"

"Then why did you bring chocolate to Song Jingtian last time you went to Belgium?"

I didn't receive any chocolate at the time.

What she got was a few postcards.

The appearance of this vice-president asking for guilt, not to mention how careful he is.

Song Boyan closed the "Shoukang Baojian", and seeing Tang Li returning Baba's hand, he couldn't help but feel amused: "If you don't learn good things, let's learn the tricks of these children who are fooling around and asking for gifts."

"I am a reasonable request." Tang Li defended.

Having said that, the heart has given up.

No gift, no gift.

Tomorrow morning, she will go to Song Jingtian to share a little.

Just as he was about to move his head away from the front of the bookshelf, a tube of lipstick appeared in the square.

Tang Li was stunned for a few seconds, and then heard Song Boyan say: "Chanel's 122, is this the right one?"

The day before returning to China, Song Boyan specially instructed He Wei to go to the shopping mall in Geneva, and when he learned that the lipstick at Chanel's counter was out of stock, he made a trip to the airport duty-free shop.

Tang Li didn't expect his nonsense words to be fulfilled at this moment.

Pick up the lipstick, it is indeed Chanel #122.

She clutched the square lipstick tube, raised her eyes and asked, "Did you buy it in Geneva?"

Seeing Tang Li's thoughtfulness, Song Boyan smiled, and then said, "Why haven't you lost the bag from the duty-free shop at Geneva Airport, and asked him to bring 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 wear more makeup in the future?"

Wear more skirts too.

The wife of the former President Bai is often shown in dresses.

Wearing a dress, makeup is a must.

However, not to mention her previous life, she has never put on makeup properly in this life.

He has acted in several film and television works, and the role is either a murderer or a garbage picker. After finally appearing in a magazine, he is still neutral, and the same is true for VODEJOHN's commercials.

Tang Li decided to learn makeup again.

Try to put on a makeup look for yourself in the near future.

Song Boyan said, "People who are already beautiful, whether they wear makeup or not, will not be transferred by their will."

Tang Li pursed his lips.

In my heart, it is sweet.

Compared with explicit love words, Song Boyan's expression is obviously more convincing.

The lipstick was put into her backpack, and when she saw Song Boyan walking towards the desk, she followed closely.

As soon as I approached, I found an A4 paper on the table.

Two names were written on the paper - Meng Shu and Jiang Yunxi.

Tang Li also recognized Song Boyan's handwriting.

"This is—" She turned her head and cast a curious look.

"Meng Shu is not too young." Song Boyan replied, "At this age, it is time to start a family and start a business."

so--

Tang Li's eyes returned to the words 'Jiang Yunxi'.

With the level of paranoia that Jiang Yunxi is showing now, would she be willing to marry Meng Shu?

It's like forcing a pressure cooker lid on a wok.

Although the style is wrong, it still works.

Tang Li thought about this, and quickly convinced himself: "When the time comes, let Miss Jiang marry from Tan Palace. If the number of bridesmaids is not enough, I will make one for her."

Hearing this, Song Boyan tapped her forehead with the book "Shoukang Baojian", "Promoting the narrow-minded."

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My muscles are a little uncomfortable today, less and more, good night!