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

Seeing Ji Ming, Tang Li raised his finger and pointed in a certain direction: "There was a liar who smeared your Excellency just now and was fleeing there. Chief Guard Ji quickly catches him and brings him to justice!"

Jiming: "..."

Ten minutes later, Tang Li was taken into a room on the second floor of the Tan Palace.

It is also the layout of the living room, but it is not the place Tang Li has been to several times before.

The chandelier and the yellow and green Turkish gold thread carpet, Tang Li looked at the gold and silver utensils in the interior, which can only be described as "dazzling", as if he was in a medieval aristocratic mansion.

Tang Li cast an inquiring look at Ji Ming.

Ji Ming explained: "This is Danzhu Hall."

Afterwards, Ji Ming told her: "Mr.'s banquet for senior officials of Dongyan Province in Tan Palace tonight is almost over, and at the latest in half an hour, Mister will come."

When Ji Ming went out, Tang Li walked around the Danzhu Hall.

There is a door in the corner of Danzhu Hall.

Tang Li held the door handle, then twisted the door and went in, and found that it was the porcelain room, a collection of precious porcelains from all over the world, colorful and peculiar in shape.

There is an introduction on the Internet about the internal structure of Tan Palace.

Just like Tang Li knew the red room and blue room on the first floor, when Ji Ming said the words "Danzhu Hall", she guessed that this is the living room dedicated to the president's wife.

Different from the family-style living room, Danzhu Hall reveals a bit of graceful delicacy everywhere.

Leaving the china room, Tang Li sat back on the sofa in the living room.

When Song Boyan came over, Tang Li was already asleep on the sofa.

When she heard the door open, she opened her eyes immediately, turned to look over, saw the figure of the man at the door of the living room, and suddenly woke up.

Song Boyan noticed that there were no thin blankets on the sofa. Tang Li was only wearing a T-shirt and hot pants to nap there. The throw pillow became the only heating tool. He sat down on the sofa next to him, tore off his tie and put it on the armrest of the sofa. , the right hand unbuttoned two shirt buttons, the left hand has been holding the girl's ankle.

When I started, it was really cool.

Song Boyan opened his mouth: "Want to sleep so early today?"

"I'm a little tired after running." After Tang Li explained, he suddenly remembered something, looked at him and asked, "How did you know that I was outside the Tan Palace and asked Ji Ming to come to me?"

"Didn't Ji Ming happen to meet you when he went out?"

"..."

Song Boyan put his hands on his knees. In Tang Li's eyes, it was a typical sitting posture for a big leader. Before she could secretly slander, Song Boyan smiled first: "Scolding me in your heart?"

"...No." Tang Li's eyes turned slightly, and he justified indifferently: "Why do I curse people for no reason? Don't always wrong me."

Saying that, she looked around: "Since you asked me to come here, I don't care about you."

Song Boyan asked her again, "Are you awake from drowsiness?"

Tang Li nodded.

When she was caught off guard, Song Boyan suddenly picked her up from the sofa.

Then, Tang Li was hugged and sat on his lap.

It's not that he has never sat on Song Boyan's lap before, this way of sitting made Tang Li stunned, his cheeks flushed, too intimate, but there was no ambiguous atmosphere, not like a hug between a couple, but more like a father and daughter. A little bit of care also made her feel at ease.

Song Boyan's voice sounded in her ear: "Did you come here at night, did you encounter something unhappy?"

"Why are you unhappy, maybe I have something good."

"If it's a good thing, it won't hold a straight face."