Chapter 910
Song Baiyan stood in the same place, watching Tang Liqiang's back to make a calm and fled, he just found it funny, they really got to this point, but the one who shot first showed the cowardice first, and usually showed his teeth and claws. .
By the time he went out with the water glass, Tang Li had already distributed the hand towels.
At this moment, the tray was handed over to the housekeeping staff and sat down at the table.
Because the chair was a little far away, she bent down slightly and dragged forward.
The sunlight reflected by the stained glass fell on Tang Li's face like a kaleidoscope, which made her skin paler and paler, and showed her youth at this age.
After taking a sip of warm water, Song Boyan placed the bottom of the porcelain cup in his left hand.
Tang Li was young and indifferent. She entered the adult world many years earlier than her, and naturally saw many issues more thoroughly than her.
——After all, he is the one who earned it.
If Tang Li was born in a family where his parents love each other, he would probably look down on him now.
At his age, love has long since withdrawn from the center of the stage, and taking his girlfriend to skip class to go on a date belongs to a teenage youth.
An energetic big boy should be Tang Li's mate selection criteria at his age.
After all, he, an adult, did not grasp the scale of taking care of him.
Let a helpless little girl give birth to the love of man and woman to herself.
How many have the suspicion of taking advantage of the vacancy.
Song Boyan remembered what Han Jifeng said in the office that day—
"Tang Li has never felt cared for at the Li family. How can you be sure that she is not too lonely to entrust all her emotions to you? How much of it is family love?"
The final question was a bit of a shocking revelation.
However--
How about affection?
In order to keep his hard-won political status, Li Wenyan can ignore the existence of this daughter. Tang Li will not be stingy with 'giving' what Tang Li can't get from the Li family.
Whether it's love or family.
After all, isn't it the same thing?
No matter what Tang Li wanted, Song Boyan could afford it.
In the restaurant, Tang Li noticed that Song Boyan was coming, but instead of handing over chopsticks as usual, he took a spoon and drank the soup in front of him.
He lowered his head and nibbled at the spoon, pretending to be an invisible man seriously.
Xiao Minglan saw that something was wrong with Tang Li, but she didn't try to break it, she just urged Song Boyan to join the table.
This meal, Song Boyan did not go to Tang Li's side.
I just picked a spot nearby and pulled out the chair at hand.
That's the case. When Song Boyan was talking to Xiao Minglan, Tang Li listened to his voice and remembered the picture of himself sitting on the bedside last night.
Now that they are a serious husband and wife, they have become the one who cannot let go.
While eating yam absent-mindedly, he was lightly poked on the side of the waist.
Tang Li turned his head and found that Song Jingtian did it with chopsticks.
Before she could respond, the little guy poked her with his chopsticks again, in the same position as before: "Did you get bitten by a poisonous mosquito?"
"What?" Tang Li didn't understand.
Song Jingtian pursed his lips, facing her waist.
Tang Li bowed his head as he indicated, and after seeing the fingerprints on his waist: "..."
Today, the short T she wears can reach her belly button. When she leans over to pick up vegetables, a small waist is exposed.
Because the fingerprints were on the back waist, she didn't notice it when she was taking a bath, but at this moment, it was exposed to others.
With a blushing face, Tang Li was about to pull back his T-shirt when he heard the man's low, steady and casual voice: "There are many mosquitoes and ants at night in this season, it is time to expel them."
I have always wanted to analyze this relationship from the perspective of Mr. Song.
Maybe young readers don't like to read it, so let's satisfy a little wish of my injured old aunt!