Chapter 871

"woke up?"

Tang Li nodded, his body still curled up in the bed.

After all, it was the first time. When she woke up, she felt a little embarrassed, but she saw Song Boyan walk a few minutes before, put down the cake carton, and looked at her with gentle eyes: "Do you want to eat the cake first or take a shower?"

"..." Tang Li didn't forget that he didn't take a shower after the event.

With a side glance, she noticed the folded men's pajamas on the bedside table.

This set of pajamas was prepared by Song Boyan for her.

"I'll take a shower first." After speaking, Tang Li lay on the bed and picked up the bath towel on the ground, wrapped it around him again, and went to the bathroom with his clean pajamas.

In the shower room, Tang Li stood under the shower, thinking about what happened tonight. It wasn't premeditated, it just came naturally.

The birthday present that I brought in the screening hall was also said casually.

Knowing that this would be the case, she would bring the things she bought so that she would not be unprepared on the spot.

Tang Li recalled her performance on the bed, but, apart from lying still, she didn't act like she thought she was a guest.

After taking a shower, Tang Li put on his pajamas and opened the bathroom door.

All he could see was darkness.

The lights were turned off in the master bedroom.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Yingying candlelight.

Tang Li turned his head to look over and found that Song Boyan was sitting on the sofa. He was holding a lighter in his right hand. The cake carton had been disassembled. Several candles were inserted into the cake. Brighten Song Boyan's pajamas.

Song Boyan heard the sound of the door opening, and looked up to see her: "Not yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Li obediently walked over.

"Twenty candles are too many, so I can only cut corners and insert ten." Song Boyan put the lighter on the long table, and turned his eyes to her again: "Make a wish before blowing out the candles."

Tang Li also sat down on the sofa, and then said, "I don't put candles like this now. Don't you realize that you are celebrating Sedum's birthday?"

Hearing this, Song Boyan had a smile on his lips.

These few candles, he still rummaged through in the kitchen for a long time.

Listening to Tang Li's words now, Song Boyan already remembered that Song Jingtian only had one candle on his birthday. It was a number-shaped candle. If he was seven years old, the candle would be "7". He put so many candles on the cake, and so on. Do pie, obviously outdated.

The cake Song Boyan took was not the one Tang Li bought.

"It's not a big problem." She took the words to round the scene: "It must be that when they brought the cake, they forgot to give the candle. Actually, the candle is just a decoration."

When the words fell, Tang Li clasped his hands in front of him and closed his eyes.

Song Baiyan looked at her and made a wish, because Tang Li had just taken a shower, and Tang Li was still full of water vapor, her skin was white and rosy, her nose bridge was straight, and her facial features were extremely clean. Compared with before, there was a little more between her eyebrows and eyes Feminine flair.

Song Boyan naturally knew why this was the case.

The transition from a girl to a woman is, after all, indispensable to a man's tiao (tiao) teaching, but the emotion mixed in this tiao (tiao) teaching has already been deeply rooted.

After a while, Tang Li opened his eyes again.

She blew out all the candles and reached out to turn on the light. She happened to meet Song Boyan's gaze, which was looking at her. She also saw that deep affection. Although his smile was very light, it seemed that something had slipped through her heart, and Tang Li couldn't help but ask: "Is my face blooming?"

Unexpectedly, Song Boyan quickly picked up the conversation: "People are more delicate than Huahua."