Chapter 988 This Niece Is Too Old
"It was only after tasting it that I realized it didn't taste good."
Tang Li said, stuffing Maotai into the wine rack on the side, "Also, it is not advisable to drink alcohol after a long journey, especially spirits."
Song Boyan saw that she spoke with eloquence, but she was not obsessed with the issue of wine.
When he returned to the dining table, he stretched out his left hand towards Tang Li.
At this moment, the two were very close.
Tang Li only thought that Song Boyan wanted to pull himself on his lap again, and glanced at the living room. Song Jingtian was lying on the coffee table eating watermelon, but his pair of eyes glanced over - obviously he had been paying attention to the restaurant.
He was caught peeping, and the little guy was not wrong. He continued to look at it with crooked eyes. He held up the ashtray, pouted his mouth, and spat out two watermelon seeds.
The next second, he noticed that Tang Li was staring at himself, and the little guy restrained himself.
When Song Jingtian turned his head away, Tang Li also retracted his gaze, just in time to see the man's right hand stretched out to his side.
Already an 'old husband and wife', Tang Li still has this tacit understanding.
So, instead of Song Boyan holding herself, she flipped her left hand and held the big hand.
Tang Li's action was obviously surprising.
Song Boyan looked at the small white hand wrapped around his fingers, like a thin vine clinging to a big tree, soft with green onion, and tightened the strength of his right hand: "What have you been busy with these two days?"
When these words fell into Tang Li's ears, he felt a little "no deep meaning".
It is said that those who have ghosts in their hearts are most afraid of ghosts.
Tang Li has been doing 'good things' for the past two days, and Song Boyan suddenly asked himself, whether Song Boyan was simply concerned about literally or not, when he came to her, he made up something in his mind.
For example, Song Boyan might have guessed that she dropped the box of antiques on the National Mall.
But brain supplementation and confession are two different things.
"Just stay in the crew to film." Tang Li replied, and asked: "Is the disaster in Qingyang serious?"
"It's definitely more severe than in previous years."
Song Baiyan said, but his eyes still stopped on Tang Li's face. Tang Li was seen raising his right hand and touched his cheek: "Is there something dirty on my face?"
Sometimes, it's not just constant movement that can tell a person is lying.
Answers that are too perfect will also expose yourself.
Tang Li realized this, and he couldn't find the right time to add a few more gossips.
Capturing Tang Li's micro-expression with the words 'smart but mistaken by cleverness' written on his face, Song Boyan felt amused, but he did not push people too hard, and changed the subject as Tang Li wished: "This time , everyone else in the family went upstairs?"
"My dad's abdominal wound was a little inflamed again. Ouyang Qian and Li Yuan'er were worried and went to the hospital with him."
The voice fell, and Aunt Wu also came over with a plate of fried rice with eggs.
Aunt Wu recognized Song Boyan with only two eyes.
At first glance, I felt a little familiar, and I only regarded him as a guest of the Li family; putting the dinner plate on the table, and then cast a second glance, it was a shock.
The big man who appears in current affairs news reports every day is sitting in front of you suddenly, even the idol Liu Tianwang who saw her back then was not so exciting at this moment!
Even more exciting, the big man was holding Tang Li's little hand.
This means that the uncle is pulling his niece to care about studying, and this niece is too old.
Tang Li noticed Wu's mother's embarrassment and knew that Wu's mother might not know the true relationship between Song Boyan and her.
That time, when the old lady Bai went to Li's house to talk about her marriage, she avoided the servants at home.
Song Boyan came that night, and most of the servants also took a rest.
Because of my physical relationship, I have stopped for so long, and I apologize to everyone.
Years later, I went to BJ for medical treatment, and only then did I find out the source of the muscle lesions in my body—the left temporomandibular joint was artificially moved, which made me ill for a long time, and even worsened. After symptomatic treatment, I suffered from headache, neck and shoulders. The back pain symptoms are all subsided, and now this novel is my top priority.