After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor - Chapter 1269
Chapter 1269 There is a girl in my family who grows up [6]
Tang Li returned to the banquet hall, Song Xiaohua had been carried away by Song Ru.
Sitting back in front of the round table, Song Boyan next to him also put down the teacup, and under the table he held her soft weed in his right hand. Only then did Tang Li pick up the chopsticks, and Song Boyan said warmly, “What is the internal affairs officer looking for from you?”
“Security received a gift, and the gift-giver left without leaving a message.”
On the main table, there are others.
Tang Li held his chopsticks and his voice was as light as a feather: “I didn’t see you talking to someone just now, but the internal affairs officer asked me to go out and have a look.”
“Just a gold bracelet worn by a child.”
Song Boyan asked: “The other party didn’t leave his name?”
“There is only one surname left.” Tang Li replied, “It seems to be the surname Han.”
“Han Xin’s Han?”
“…It should be this surname.”
Tang Li said, turned his head and asked, “Is it sent by the officials below?”
Song Boyan clenched her little hand slightly: “Maybe.”
In addition, no further questions.
Song Boyan wanted to know who gave the gold bracelet, so he would check the surveillance when he looked back.
Her guess was not aimless.
Han Jifeng, Senator from Yuzhou, is indeed a local official.
Your Excellency’s daughter is full of money, and it is very normal for local officials to send congratulatory gifts.
She didn’t mention Han Jifeng’s name in front of Song Boyan because she didn’t want to complicate the relationship.
The nominal marriage in her previous life was nothing but a bad debt. Rather than saying that she was living with Han Jifeng at that time, it would be more suitable to say that she was with Qin Yueru.
Han Jifeng and Li Shengxia started so easily because they never really regarded her as a wife.
There is no affection between them.
To put it bluntly, they are just co-tenants who live under the same roof.
Later, her death made Han Jifeng feel guilty.
Regardless of whether Han Jifeng and Li Shengxia in the previous life ended well, she never wanted to get involved in this life. If she and Han Jifeng had been unforgettable in love, maybe she would be unwilling and want to fight again, and fight it out in Han Jifeng’s heart. a position to come.
However, the truth is—
When she married Han Jifeng, she was just looking for a safe haven.
is the feeling that Qin Yueru gave her mother at first.
All over again, she is no longer a marionette in the hands of the Li family, and has returned to the flesh and blood of the past. When faced with feelings, she is naturally more willing to pursue her true heart.
In order to promote milk, Tang Li has been eating pig feet stewed with soybeans recently.
I found that the dim sum served was made of soybean flour, so I took a bite and put it on the plate.
“Does it taste bad?” Song Boyan asked in a low voice.
Tang Li raised his eyes, only to find that Song Boyan was very close to him, “I’ve been eating a lot of soybeans recently.”
The unexpected, I am tired of eating crooked.
The words fell, and the chopsticks in his hands changed hands.
Song Boyan picked up the cake with her chopsticks.
The bean cake that Tang Li had eaten ended up in Song Boyan’s stomach.
If I like it, Song Boyan didn’t touch the second piece of bean cake left on the plate.
In the end, it’s just to clear things up for her.
Song Boyan did this very naturally, but Tang Li’s cheeks were hot because of the presence of others.
The full moon banquet was over, and Song Xiaohua also returned to her parents.
The child is still the original child, but his body is covered with various objects.
Not to mention jade pendants and necklaces, there are five gold bracelets.
With the assistance of the parenting sister-in-law, Tang Li took a bath for her daughter and put on a nightdress. The little guy was not afraid of the hair dryer. No matter how Tang Li blew, she only cared about her own little fist.
Song Boyan sent the guests back to the master bedroom. Tang Li was lying beside the crib watching her daughter eat her feet. From time to time, he created some artificial obstacles.
The bed beside him sank, and Tang Li couldn’t help but turn his head.
Song Boyan just unbuttoned a shirt, and Tang Li came up and said, “I’ll help you.”
As he said that, he put the cat-fuck stick on the side.
Song Boyan sat without moving, and let Tang Li be courteous. Tang Li untied the third button and held both hands. The man’s palm was the rough heat she was familiar with: “It’s the hardest to endure the grace of a beauty, the last time I was like this. Be considerate, how long ago?”
Tang Li: “…”
It’s not obvious that she has a ghost in her heart.
“I’m afraid you have to deal with a lot of hard work today and want to help. Since you said that, you’d better solve it yourself.”
Tang Li wanted to withdraw his hand, but Song Boyan did not relax his strength, and opened a button with her hand, “I drank some wine in the evening. At this moment, the wine is getting stronger.”
As soon as Tang Li heard this, he couldn’t break free.
Seeing the worry on Tang Li’s face, Song Boyan smiled slowly: “It’s just a small cup, there’s nothing wrong with drinking it.”
Song Boyan didn’t say it, Tang Li also guessed that it must be white.
But she didn’t turn on nagging mode.
On such days, it is unreasonable that the host does not drink a glass of wine with him.
“Then I’ll go get you a glass of water.”
Tang Li was about to get up, but Song Boyan held her back.
Stepping on Simmons with both feet, it was slightly unstable, and it just fell on Song Boyan’s body.
Song Boyan hugged her.
Tang Li took a bath himself after washing the child.
The air conditioner was turned on in the master bedroom, so she put a cardigan over her nightdress, and because she was sleeping, there was nothing else in the nightdress. When she fell into Song Boyan’s arms, the cardigan slipped off her shoulders, revealing crescent-white ice. Silk suspender nightdress.
The coolness hit, Tang Li subconsciously pulled up his cardigan.
Song Boyan’s hand was covered.
After a while, Tang Li thought of a poem: Xiao He only showed sharp corners.
is the most appropriate way to describe yourself at the moment.
Song Boyan’s left hand wearing a steel watch moved to her back, Tang Li was helped up, and Song Boyan had lowered his head.
After a long time, Song Boyan let go of her, and his tone remained calm: “Feeding the child every day is just like the child.”
“That’s also her like me.”
Tang Li sat up straight and pulled up his cardigan with a blushing face.
Song Boyan smiled, but did not refute this remark.
Song Xiaohua slept long ago.
Song Boyan went to the inner guard to wash up, and Tang Li also went to change into a nightdress.
The original one was already a little wet in front of me, and it was uncomfortable to wear it to sleep.
The next day, Tang Li rarely slept in, and when he opened his eyes, Song Boyan was no longer there, but his daughter Song Xiaohua was lying beside him, and the little guy woke up at some point, not making noise or making noise, and nibbling on his little hand again.
Tang Li first looked at the child’s diaper and made sure that the child did not urinate, then got up to wash.
Just came out of the bathroom when the phone rang.
is Feng Qi’s phone number.
Tang Li picked up the phone only to find out that Feng Qi had sent him a message five minutes ago, and when he pressed the answer button, Feng Qi told her something.
——Washington One, in front of the apartment she previously rented, the cleaning aunt found a baby boy this morning.
That apartment was cancelled by IMG last month because the lease expired.
“The property contact company said that the landlord found a letter at the entrance of the apartment. It should have been stuffed through the crack of the door. Your name was written on the envelope.”
However, when the property opened the letter, it was empty.
——
——
Good night!
(end of this chapter)
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