Chapter 908 Respect and Admiration Coexist
Song Boyan has always been gentle towards her.
She has never shown bribery, and has never oppressed her psychology. On the contrary, she always cares about her feelings.
This thoughtfulness made her feel like she was immersed in warm water.
The flow of water with the right temperature across the skin is not aggressive. After a long time, it may be drowsy, but not because of boredom, but because it is always in a comfortable state.
Sometimes she felt like a corn stalk in the field.
As for Song Boyan, it was naturally the one who planted her.
From planting seedlings to watering care, to peeling clothes and pressing on the cutting board.
The corn kernels fell one after another, fell into the man's broad palm, poured into the round hole of the stone mill, and crushed them little by little, turning them into boneless and delicate.
In the darkness, Tang Li couldn't see Song Boyan's appearance.
However, when she tilted her head slightly, her jaw touched the man's shoulder.
Song Boyan has no habit of using men's perfumes.
When Tang Li lay in bed, he smelled the light fragrance, which was the same as Song Boyan's body after bathing, similar to sweet almonds, which should be the smell of shower gel.
On weekdays, the body temperature of men is 0.3 to 0.5 degrees Celsius higher than that of women.
Now Tang Li has thoroughly experienced this disparity.
It was also in this temperature difference that Tang Li remembered his 'first encounter' with Song Boyan a year ago.
If he hadn't sneaked into Li Yuan'er's room to return the skirt, or turned over the balcony and turned in the other direction, then he would not have too much interaction with Song Boyan in this life.
As for her childhood rescue, to Song Boyan, it was just an old love.
This kind of affection can let Song Boyan take care of her at the right time, but it is not enough to develop a relationship.
After reliving her life, she lost the simplicity she should have had.
Therefore, it was because of his power that he was so close to Song Boyan at first.
She longed for some protection from Song Boyan's power.
It was only later that this longing strayed from the direction.
Compared with the power in Song Boyan's hands, she found that she wanted to have this man more.
Respect and admiration coexist, which sounds like a paradox, but it can't stop her from breeding this idea.
The carefree childhood was gone after Tang Yin got sick.
The expectation of knowing that her father was still alive was completely shattered the moment she stepped into Li's house.
An unhealthy family buried hidden dangers in her heart.
Answered the sentence-
If it does not erupt in silence, it is 'perverted' in silence.
On the night of Mrs. Li's birthday banquet, Song Boyan might have noticed her abnormality, and even her later confession, in Song Boyan's opinion, it was just the destination where she was pinning her emotions.
At that time, Song Boyan really wanted to guide her back to the life that her peers should have.
The hair that was scattered on the pillow was held down, Tang Li just felt some pain, and a big hand pressed against the top of her hair, Song Boyan's low voice sounded in her ear: "Want to sleep?"
"A little." She wrapped her arms around the man, "but you can hold on a little longer."
Song Boyan put his hand back on the edge of the pillow, and his tone was still pampered: "Then hold on for a while."
Tang Li forgot when he fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already bright outside.
Because I only returned to the crew in the afternoon, I didn't get up in a hurry.
I wanted to check the time, but I didn't see my phone beside my pillow.
Tang Li touched under the pillow, but couldn't find the phone, so he started with a small cloth.
Seeing what it was, remembering what happened last night, I couldn't help burying my head in the bed.
I have written this chapter for a long time...really a long time.
There is one more tonight.