Seeing her trying to hide her frustration, Song Boyan had a smile in his eyes. When Tang Li let go of the straw, the outer wall of the straw was stained with a touch of pink. He guessed what it was and asked, "Is it so delicious?"

Tang Li looked up and found that Song Boyan's cup of sugarcane water had not been touched. Politicians like them, especially during the election campaign, have personal safety very important. When she realized this, she immediately picked up the sugarcane water in front of him: "I'll try it first. It's okay, you can drink it again."

Who knows, Song Boyan leaned forward a little and took her cup: "Don't try, just change a cup."

Tang Li, who was tearing the seal of the cup noodles: "..."

"I drank that cup."

After a long time, she found her own voice.

Song Boyan looked at her warmly, resting his left hand on his folded legs, rubbing the pulp of his thumb and index finger lightly, he said to her, "I can't drink what you drink, what does that mean? "

"...No." Tang Li noticed the straw that was soiled by his lipstick, and quickly replaced it with the clean straw. He blushed slightly and said, "As long as you don't dislike it, I don't care."

Song Boyan didn't speak again, but he didn't touch the glass of sugarcane water.

Above the head, is a light bulb that has accumulated dust.

When the boss lifted the lid of the pot, the white mist filled the hut with the smell of thick soup. Tang Li used chopsticks to pick up the rice noodles. In order to take care of her image, she ate more restrainedly, as she used to eat in front of Song Boyan. Slowly, for some reason, I suddenly remembered the Miss Bo family.

Wherever he wanted, Tang Li said, "Is that Miss Bo still looking for you?"

Song Boyan was washing the small dishes with the kettle. Hearing this, he looked up and the soft light reflected in the man's bottomless eyes.

Afterwards, Tang Li heard him ask himself, "Curious about me and her?"

After meeting Song Boyan's gaze, it took a while before she retrieved her tongue: "I just went to buy glutinous rice cakes and saw a baker selling grilled crabs. I remembered that at Fu's house, she brought hairy crabs, so I just mentioned it casually. a bit."

After speaking, she continued to eat rice noodles.

His ears turned slightly red.

——I am not qualified to intervene in Song Boyan's private affairs.

The question just now was too much.

At this moment, Song Boyan's mellow voice came: "If she keeps looking for me, I won't be able to have supper with you here again."

"..." Tang Li clenched the chopsticks in his hand.

Then he looked up again, looked back at Song Boyan and said, "Miss Bo should not be as careful as you said. Elders and juniors have supper together. Adults like Miss Bo will definitely understand."

Song Boyan smiled when he heard the words, nodded, and his words were received like a flow of goodness: "It makes sense, but I treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Tang Li raised his lips slightly and continued, "You're not like a villain."

After a pause, she said again: "It is said that the appearance is born from the heart, and the villains usually have quirky eyes."

Song Boyan seemed to be intrigued by what she said, lit the ash on the small plate, and asked her, "Then what do I look like?"

Tang Li didn't guard that Song Boyan would follow up and ask like this.

Originally it was nonsense, and he was not particularly good at speaking, so it was easy to be questioned.

Not wanting to let the atmosphere stalemate, she thought of Song Boyan's position, a word flashed in her mind, and she said it immediately: "You should be the eldest master."

"..." Song Boyan smiled slightly.

In the past few days, the appendix has been committed... I don't cut it, I don't cut it, it's not _(:з"∠)_ The update is not good, I will adjust it tomorrow~ Group?

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