After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

   Chapter 987 What good things did you secretly do?

  Song Boyan looked sideways and saw Tang Li was bending his eyes and smiling at him, without concealing his ingratitude.

   is like a temptation scratching in the palm of your hand.

   As for his little sly head, he was sticking his head out from behind Tang Li. Seeing that he didn't say no to pursue it, half of his ears were exposed, and the next second he shrank back.

  In the past, when the little guy did something wrong, he would hide where he couldn't see.

   There is really nothing to hide, so I have to drill a drill behind the curtain.

   For example, a few years ago when he touched his study in Songlinyuan and scribbled and scribbled.

  Song Jingtian knew that he was in trouble, and while Aunt Min was not paying attention, he got under the sofa in the study and couldn't find the child at home.

   Take a lesson, and then get into trouble again, change to the dog house or the grass, as long as you stay out of his sight.

   Hiding behind a person like this is the first time.

   is obviously determined, and standing in front of him can cover him up.

   "We are eating watermelon, do you want it?" Tang Li made an invitation.

   The little guy also stuck his head out: "The big watermelon of more than ten kilograms is sweet."

After    finished speaking, he hid himself again, his little hands tugging at the T-shirt tightly.

   One big and one small are like singing double reeds. One finished speaking, and the other continued: "Aunt Wu stewed the pork ribs soup at night, and it is not cold yet. You are tired from boating and driving. Do you want to drink some?"

  ... Even the boat and the car were exhausted.

  Song Boyan looked at Tang Li amusingly, and couldn't help but ask: "Suddenly being so diligent, what good things did the two of you do secretly?"

  “…”

   Li Wenyan's alcohol poisoning, Tang Li didn't plan to talk about it.

  Otherwise, Song Boyan might have to pay more attention due to the relationship between Weng and his son-in-law.

  On the dinner table just now, Li Wenyan inquired about how much her salary was, but I am afraid that she did not collect the 100 million yuan. After all, now that Ouyang Qian and him are no longer in the same heart, how could she be willing to spend so much money?

   And she didn't want to tell Song Boyan about the fact that she was looking for someone to **** the antiques.

   This is something she can solve on her own.

  Since what he can do, he doesn't need Song Boyan to take care of the aftermath.

  When Tang Li and Song Boyan looked at each other, their expressions were very sincere: "Just to be concerned about it as a routine. It takes more than four hours to drive from Qingyang to the capital. You must have not rested at the service station."

  Song Boyan laughed, and then asked, "Did you wear glasses just now?"

  Tang Li didn't guard against the change of topic, but he answered subconsciously, "I'm reading the script after dinner."

   When the words fell, Xinhu was like being smashed into a stone.

   Since she started filming, in addition to memorizing her lines, she also had to take care of her schoolwork. She often stayed up late for a while. When she realized that her vision was a little blurry, she bought a pair of 100-degree glasses online.

  Because the courier was delivered to her home, she hadn't taken the glasses out yet.

  Tang Li didn't know how Song Boyan discovered it.

   But she immediately raised her hand and touched the bridge of her nose.

  It is estimated that the mark was pressed here.

It's not good to keep the pestle at the entrance. Tang Li mentioned the matter that Li Wenyan and his wife were not at home. Thinking that Song Boyan hadn't said that he had eaten dinner, he went to the kitchen and asked Aunt Wu to make fried rice, and then warmed up the remaining pork ribs soup. A hot.

   When she came out, Song Boyan was already sitting at the dining table.

   What he was flipping through in his hand was the Maotai that Song Jingtian bought.

  Tang Li was afraid that he might want to have a drink on a whim, so he quietly retrieved the bottle, "This wine is not good."

   "The bad wine is still on the table?"

   (end of this chapter)