Chapter 810 The Half-Hearted Mr. Song
Jiang Yining has been paying attention to the movement downstairs. She didn't hear the whistle of the car, only the sound of the door opening. She knew that Tang Li was back, put down her nail clippers, and opened the door of the guest room to go out.
Tang Li went upstairs, Jiang Yining was already leaning against the stairs on the second floor.
Her hands clasped her arms, which was already different from the low-pitched plea for help last night.
Tang Li couldn't help but stop, as if serious, looked at Jiang Yining from head to toe, and bent his lips lightly: "Don't plan to move out yet?"
"I want to move, but your uncle is reluctant." Jiang Yining sighed, she didn't plan to hide from Tang Li about some things, and let Tang Li know, for her, it was a disguised show of victory.
When Tang Li passed by her, she suddenly said again: "I'm already your uncle's person. Unless he tells me to go, I won't move out of Li's house."
really--
Tang Li turned to look at her.
However, Tang Li's eyes were calm.
Not in a hurry, her provocation didn't seem to work.
Jiang Yining wanted to say something, Tang Li said first: "If you want to stay, you can stay. How are you and my uncle? In the final analysis, it has nothing to do with me."
After speaking, Tang Li went back to the room.
Jiang Yining looked at her back, inexplicably unhappy in her heart.
This result is not what I expected!
Tang Li closed the door, put the peaked cap and backpack on the desk, and took out an ordinary black mobile phone from his pocket. It was just now that Wu's mother went to open the door for her and took the opportunity to stuff it into her.
Taking over the phone, Tang Li had some guesses in his heart.
However, seeing the video on the phone, the scale is much larger than what she looks like.
In the video recorded by Mother Wu, the scene in the study is very straightforward.
After the sex in the study ended, the two went to Jiang Yining's room again.
Because the door to the guest room is closed, this part of the video has only sound.
Tang Li copied the video to his mobile phone.
It happened that there was no one at home, so she went downstairs to pour water and returned the mobile phone to Wu's mother.
Going back upstairs, Tang Li texted Song Boyan: "Actually, I'm a little scared when I think about it, and I almost went to Las Vegas to dance Latin."
Not long after, she received a reply.
Song Boyan said in a text message, "It's good to learn more dance styles."
Tang Li looked at it, pursed his lips and smiled lightly.
She lay down on the bed, holding the pillow and typing: "Then you can't come to Las Vegas after I learn it. Besides, I already have a teacher who teaches me to dance."
The second floor of the Tan Palace, the living room.
Xiao Minglan was watching TV on the sofa. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at his son who was texting with his mobile phone: "It's rare to find time to watch TV with me, and I have to be half-hearted."
Song Boyan heard a smile on his handsome face.
He sent the text message and looked at his mother: "Just a message back, it happened to be advertising time, and there was no delay."
"I see that you are sitting here, and I am afraid that your heart has already flown away."
Xiao Minglan naturally knew who Song Boyan was texting with.
In the past, my son used to call directly when he had something to do. It was convenient and fast, so he didn't need to type out every word. Song Boyan was born in the army, and he paid attention to efficiency in doing things. Habit.
But, how can things between men and women be explained with common sense?
In Xiao Minglan's view, it may be a doom, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer!
Tang Li received a text message again, which said: "If you really want to learn, please come back from Las Vegas with a teacher another day."