Chapter 1203 Soul Painter Tang Xiaoli

Is it only eighteen bans?

Tang Li pointed to the familiar title and looked at the culprit: "Tang Li, why don't you just reveal my ID number?"

Because of this comic, she was pointed at by Kun with a gun in northern Myanmar to refine every day.

Every morning, she brushes her hair and loses a lot of it.

Almost 'very bald'.

And these are all thanks to a fat head fish.

His vest fell off, and Yu Sui shed tears of guilty conscience: "I just think the love between you and your Excellency is too beautiful, and it is very suitable for adaptation. I didn't expect anyone to pirate and print."

Tang Li remembered the contents of the first volume he had read——

This adaptation cannot be said to be exactly the same, only that it has nothing to do with it.

It turned out that the biggest sunspot was hiding beside her.

Even if the content of the first volume is fake, the second volume is not realistic!

Tang Li looked at the pictures of men and women that were about to be completed on the digital tablet. It was fine if she hadn't seen it before. Now that the tablet was in her hands, how could she allow herself to be hacked like this.

change.

must be changed.

Yu Sui observed the words and expressions, and asked cautiously: "Then I change it to be more beautiful?"

Is this a question of beauty?

Tang Li turned the tablet 180 degrees and returned it: "Paint like this."

Yu Sui: "???"

"I don't understand?" Tang Li had to make a point.

Yu Sui looked at the digital tablet, and then looked at Tang Li, trying to make amends, but found it a little difficult: "Is it not good?"

This is disrespectful to Your Excellency!

She can't write!

In the end, Tang Li decided to do it himself.

Tang Li returned to the Tan Palace, the sky was almost dark.

Just in time for dinner.

At this moment, Song Jingtian was already waiting in the restaurant.

Tang Li just sat down, and the little guy also started his tea talk: "Tonight, Big Brother still won't come up for dinner."

Whether it is Steinway's accident or the murder of the second left, including the extradition of Jin Lihua, there are follow-up issues. Although the cabinet and relevant departments will handle it, it involves national security and state-to-state diplomatic relations. make final comments.

Therefore, when the housekeeping staff brought the dishes, Tang Li instructed the other party to stew almond silver lung soup at night.

Of course Song Jingtian could see that this was a supper for his eldest brother.

When the internal affairs staff went down, the little guy said leisurely: "I don't know if Miss Jane is still in the eldest brother's office at this time."

Hearing this, Tang Li raised his eyes and looked over: "What Miss Jane?"

"It's not that young lady Jane who is already a vice-high." The little guy crossed Erlang's legs, his fingers were still swiping the tablet screen, and his mouth didn't stop: "Miss Jane came in the afternoon, carrying a bag, which should be brought to the eldest brother. gift."

Said, pretending to glance at Tang Li casually, "Oh, I almost forgot, you're not here this afternoon."

Tang Li: "..."

The little guy deliberately poked her heart and lungs, blaming her for not taking him with her when she went out.

With a heart as big as his belly button, Tang Li didn't expect good words to come out of his mouth, and naturally he wouldn't be successful in provoking him.

Seeing that Tang Li was unmoved, Song Jingtian added: "There is also a restaurant on the first floor. Big brother will probably invite her to stay for dinner."

"Let's stay." Tang Li poured himself a bowl of soup: "With so many eyes in the office area, it can still happen."

Having said that, after dinner, Tang Li, who was supposed to go back to his room, went downstairs.

Then, at the corner of the stairs, he met Song Jingtian unexpectedly.

The two stared at each other.

Tang Li preempted: "Sneaky, what are you doing?!"

"I'll go downstairs for a snack!" The little guy quibble: "I didn't go to the office area."

This is not self-inflicted.

Song Jingtian immediately asked back: "What about you? What are you doing?"

"Go downstairs to eat."

Song Jingtian: "..."

Tang Li sent the little guy away and strolled around the garden outside the office area by himself.

After passing through the rose bushes, I bent down and picked two roses.

When he turned back, his eyes were on the window of the president's office.

The office lights have been turned on.

Holding the flower's hands behind her back, she kicked the silt on the edge of the lawn.

A qualified internal helper would certainly not disturb her husband when he was busy. As for Miss Jane, since she came to Tan Palace, she was a guest.

The other party did not go to the second floor, indicating that this trip was on business.

Otherwise, I would not fail to visit Xiao Minglan.

At night in October, there are still a lot of mosquitoes outside.

Tang Li was bitten a few times and decided to go back to her room. Just as she was walking down the corridor, Secretary Guo suddenly appeared and told her—

"The accident at Steinway Elementary School involved several spies. Madam spent a few days in Nanwa, and the Ministry of State Security wanted to make a note for Madam."

"Now?"

"Yes." Guo Li nodded: "Madam, just go to your office."

Tang Li didn't think much about it.

When you arrive at the office door, don't forget to knock on the door.

Song Boyan was inside and talked about it.

Tang Li twisted the door and swept the office at a glance. There was no Miss Jian or anyone from the Ministry of State Security, only Song Boyan was standing by the desk reading a document.

Song Boyan looked up and saw Tang Li, seemingly a little surprised.

Tang Li took the initiative to explain: "I'll make a transcript."

"Transcript," Song Boyan closed the document and put it on his desk, and asked, "What record?"

Tang Li: "..."

"As Secretary Guo said."

Tang Li raised his hand and pointed to the door.

Song Boyan picked up the landline and dialed the short number of the secretary's office.

As soon as the phone was connected, Guo Li's voice came.

When asked about the record, Guo Li also gave an explanation: "Your Excellency is aware that people from the Ministry of State Security came to ask the second master about the situation in the afternoon. The wife was mentioned at the time, and I saw them in the restaurant just now. When the madam is back, let them see the madam."

"I didn't think so. I went back to the secretary's office. Secretary Wang said that the Ministry of National Security had just left."

In other words, Tang Li came to nothing this time.

Song Boyan hung up the phone, and Tang Li also walked away: "I'll go back upstairs first."

He turned to leave, but was stopped.

Tang Li turned around and heard Song Boyan ask again, "In a hurry to go back to your room to sleep?"

It's weird to go to bed early at this point.

"It's not that I'm afraid of delaying your work." Tang Li replied.

They all started to use 'you', and I didn't know how to slander in my heart.

Song Boyan smiled a little more, looking at the little girl holding a flower and a pestle at the door, a little pretentious, and his face became more gentle, "Have you eaten dinner yet?"

Tang Li raised his head, because he heard something in the words.

"If you still have a stomach, go eat the cake on the coffee table."

Tang Li looked at the sofa area——

There was indeed a brownie on the coffee table.

Song Boyan doesn't eat desserts.

So, why did Brownie show up in the Oval Office?

Tang Li thought of the information revealed by Song Jingtian, I'm afraid that Miss Jane didn't like to eat, and now it's cheaper for her.

I want to say that I don't like to eat.

When the words reached his lips, Tang Li swallowed them back.

If she doesn't eat it, Song Boyan will definitely give it to others.

The women's bloody desire to win made her carry the brownie.

Actually, it's delicious.

(.>︿<)_Ψ

Tang Li just dug out two spoonfuls of brownies, the phone vibrated, and Yu Sui sent a picture.

It was the eighteen bans that were redrawn according to her sketches.

"What is the Q version?"

The result, apparently still unsatisfactory.

[Yu Family Du Miaomiao]: "Didn't you say that it should be processed as you drew?"

Tang Li: "..."

It was she who overestimated the comprehension ability of the painter.

To prove his innocence, Yu Sui sent the original manuscript.

[Yu Family Du Miaomiao]: "What you drew are two funny eggs!"

[Tang Li]: "..."

"Wait."

After answering these two words, Tang Li got up and went to the closet.

I only got a few pieces of A4 paper in my hand, and I didn't hide the eyes of the owner here: "What are you doing with the paper?"

"Do nothing."

Tang Li took another pen and returned to the sofa area: "I'm bored, I'll draw a picture."

As soon as he sat down and the tip of the pen fell on the paper, Tang Li couldn't help but look up and cast his gaze towards the desk.

Then, I remembered last night.

While Song Boyan went to wash up, she checked how to get pregnant quickly.

Later, Song Boyan also cooperated very well.

It took a while to leave.

"Don't want to paint, don't paint anymore?"

Song Boyan suddenly spoke up, pulling back Tang Li Piaoyuan's thoughts.

She closed her eyes and drew a circle on the paper.

Next, when the painting was completed, the heat on Tang Li's face did not fade away.

Just as he was about to close his pen, a big hand fell from the sky.

Her painting was taken away.

Tang Li: "..."

"What did you draw?" Song Boyan put the painting under the lamp, and he could see the content on the paper. Inside a frame, a stick figure was lying and a stick figure was sitting. Maybe the frame was too small, and the two stick figures overlapped together. Next to the frame, more than a dozen black circles are painted.

On the far side, there is also an inverted trapezoid.

Three words are written: trash can.

Song Boyan: "..."

Knowing that he couldn't be fooled, someone simply lay down.

When Song Boyan looked over with the paper in his hands, Tang Li made the last struggle: "Most of the time, it is indeed me who is on top."

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Off topic:

Brownie, Mr. specially made the kitchen for Mrs.