Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

As soon as Bo Hanchi left, Song Li couldn't wait to run into the bedroom, lay down directly on the soft big bed, rolled excitedly with the quilt, and finally didn't want to get up.

As he said, this bed is much bigger than that in the hotel. You can sleep horizontally.

Song Li buried his head in the quilt and took a deep breath. It seemed that there was a very special smell.

She grinned and smiled silently.

That night, Song Li slept soundly until the familiar mobile phone rang.

She vaguely picked up her mobile phone and couldn't even open her eyes. She asked in a deep voice, "hello? Who are you? Do you know the disturbing dreams in the morning?"

"I'll go! It's sunny and it's still early in the morning!"

At the other end of the cell phone, there was a disdainful voice immediately.

Song Li turned his eyes angrily. "Xiao Jingxing, you grew up eating sea water! You can take care of Miss Ben if you sleep in. If you have nothing to do, you'll hang up. I'm sleepy! Don't call me before lunch."

"Song Li, if you fucking sleep again, your mother's things will be moved by Liang Xiaosan."

"What are you talking about?!"

Hearing Xiao Jingxing's words, Song Li was immediately inspired. The whole person woke up. A pair of beautiful apricot eyes stared greatly, and a cold flash flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Xiao Jingxing, you fucking say what you just said again."

"The thing is, I just saw a porter in and out of your house on my balcony. I just recognized the piano. It's not aunt song's favorite..."

Before Xiao Jingxing finished speaking, Song Li had hung up the line and had no time to listen to him continue his nonsense.

She quickly changed her clothes, then went out to take a taxi and hurried to the Song family villa.

Along the way, Song Li was anxious and kept urging the driver to speed up.

"Please hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"

……

Song family villa.

As soon as song Li got out of the taxi, she saw a truck parked at the door of the villa. There was a piano next to the truck. She recognized it as her mother's favorite thing.

Then, two porters came out of the villa door with some drawing boards in their hands.

Song Li's eyes turned red in an instant. She hurried to stop them. She was cold in her face and shouted in a cold voice, "who asked you to move? These are my mother's things. Send them all back to me!"

The two porters looked at the beautiful girl in front of them and couldn't help tightening their throats. Compared with the beautiful mother and daughter just now, the little girl's appearance was obviously more outstanding and her temperament was better.

One of the older porters licked his lips, smiled dryly and said, "Miss, the hostess of this villa asked us to move these things."

"Then you move back now!"

"This..." seeing Song Li's cold face and a look of eating people, the porter shrunk back and said with an embarrassed smile: "Miss, this is not appropriate! The hostess paid us. If we move back again, this... Ha ha..."

"How much did Liang Xiaosan give you? I'll double it for you as long as you put it back far away."

Pressing down the breath held in his heart, Song Li said calmly.

This is the last thing my mother left at home. She must not let that bitch dispose of it.

After a pause, Song Li couldn't wait to open his wallet again. "I'll give you three thousand. Is that enough? If not, I'll add more."