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

Her hand on the elbow of the man was held, and Song Boyan didn't get up: "Afraid I'll be drunk here?"

"Can you?" Tang Li asked back.

Song Boyan just laughed.

The high-end villa area is not located in the city center, and it is a summer night, and the streets are quite quiet.

Tang Li expected that Song Boyan could not be alone when he went out, so she didn't worry about anything, and simply sat down beside Song Boyan.

Opening the cake carton, Tang Li took out a cup of honey tea.

She bought it at the cashier.

She handed the honey tea to Song Boyan and stretched out her other hand.

Song Boyan smirked: "What do you want?"

"It's not a request, it's an exchange." Tang Li took the cigarette between his fingers and stuffed the honey tea into his right hand: "Drink this first, and the cigarette will be confiscated."

Song Boyan let her take away the cigarette he hadn't had a puff of yet.

Watching her get up and throw cigarettes.

Tang Li threw the cigarette into the trash can by the door of the cake shop. Seeing that Song Boyan didn't drink honey tea, when he came back, he helped to open the plastic cup lid, and he also took out the spoon and wood bran cup from the carton, with a gesture of companionship.

Later, Song Boyan asked, "Can I eat while wearing a mask?"

"sure."

Tang Li pulled the mask to his chin.

She ate a spoonful of Mary's cake, turned her head and urged, "If I finish eating and you haven't finished your tea, I can go back first."

Song Boyan laughed, and then took a sip of honey tea.

After a long while, Tang Li suddenly said, "Would you like to eat a wood bran cup?"

She scooped up some cream with a small spoon and handed the spoon to the man's thin lips: "It should be made of animal cream. It's not greasy, and it's not too sweet. You can taste it."

Song Boyan took the spoon, ate the cream, and put the spoon back for her.

Looking at the used spoon, Tang Li slightly curved his lips and scooped the cream again. After he ate it, it felt sweeter than before.

"Did you eat dinner out tonight?"

There is concern in the man's words.

Tang Li nodded: "Didn't you help Mr. Fu and the others with tutoring? He said he wanted to invite me to dinner, and he wanted to take me to make an investment, but the investor was a fake, and the police took him away before the dishes were ready."

Hearing this, Song Boyan smiled slightly.

He put the honey tea aside: "I'm protected by my family all day, I don't know the outside world, and I've been fooled a few times. It's also a valuable experience for them."

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that is indeed the case.

Tang Li nodded in agreement: "An entrepreneur also said that if they made mistakes before the age of twenty-five and had time to correct them, they were still young, and their lives were too smooth, which is not a good thing."

Listening to her pretending to be old-fashioned, Song Boyan raised her thin lips, and her eyes fell dotingly on her side face: "You said they are still young, what about your own age?"

"I analyze the problem from the perspective of seniority."

Tang Li defended himself: "I'm with you, so they are half their elders anyway."

Speaking of which, her face was a little red.

Song Boyan saw it in his eyes and smiled: "In that case, it really can't be delayed any longer, otherwise this elder won't be able to show his face."

Tang Li understood his voice and wanted to say that he didn't force the marriage, and then heard Song Boyan mention: "This afternoon, your father also happened to be at the stadium."

Saying that, Song Boyan leaned back on the chair and clasped his hands slightly: "No matter how bad this father is, some things will never get past him."

Tang Li was quiet for a few seconds, and then said, "If you can't get past it, let him disappear."