Chapter 595： Ready to spend the night here?

Chapter 595 Ready to spend the night here?

Song Boyan turned around when he heard the sound.

The glass door was half-open, the girl hugged the pillow, wearing a pajama suit, her washed and blow-dried medium-length hair draped over her shoulders, behind her, the bright moonlight poured down.

Then, Tang Li put the pillow on the bed, took the remote control to turn on the air conditioner, closed the glass door, rubbed off his slippers and climbed onto the bed.

A series of actions are smooth and smooth.

She pulled the quilt over her body and lay down peacefully: "Since we haven't seen each other for a long time, emotional communication is urgently needed."

said, thinking of something, and assured: "It's just a simple chat."

"Running here like this, aren't you afraid that the Wang family will find out?"

"There are no cameras on the balcony."

Tang Li turned his head sideways: "As long as you don't tell me, no one will know."

Song Boyan laughed a little, stretched out his hand and pressed the cigarette into the ashtray of the bedside table: "I chose to live next door, just for the convenience of coming here at night?"

Tang Li didn't answer, just stared at the cigarette and said, "Smoking is harmful to the body."

"I don't smoke often, but once in a while it's fine." Song Boyan sat on the edge of the bed, his warm eyes resting on her little face: "Are you going to stay here for the night?"

"It depends on how long we talk."

Tang Li shrank himself under the thin quilt: "If it's too late, I might fall asleep here."

Song Boyan asked, "What are you going to talk about?"

"...Let me think about it." Hearing the condoning of the man's words, Tang Li was very careful, wrapped in a quilt, leaning over like a giant silkworm chrysalis: "Aren't you going to bed? Will it be possible to sit and chat like this? very tired?"

Unlike Tang Li who came to the commercial port with a change of clothes, Song Boyan stayed at Wang's house. It was more like an impromptu move. He didn't let Ji Ming deliver the clothes overnight, so at night, he borrowed Wang Yangming's pajamas. There will be no new clothes.

Wearing black silk pajamas on Song Boyan's body, not only did not appear old-fashioned, but rather restrained and mature, without the impetuousness of young people, it fell into Tang Li's eyes, making her want to depend more and more.

Tang Li lifted the quilt and sat by the bed.

She put her hands on her knees: "Why don't we just talk like this."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Song Boyan next to him. Under the warm yellow light, the man's tough facial features were much softer. The silk pajamas were skin-friendly, and outlined the man's solid chest and shoulders. They were neither weak nor exaggerated. muscle.

Tang Li did not forget what happened at the hotel that night in London.

Even if she wanted to touch it, she held back and said, "Let's talk about your glorious years in the army first."

The glorious years...

The words    successfully made Song Boyan laugh.

"It seems that in your eyes, I am really old."

There is a faint sigh in the words.

"I'm not old." Tang Li denied it immediately, with a firm tone that wanted to convince the other party seriously: "This is just right, I like you at your age."

The smile in Song Boyan's eyes has turned warm, he squeezed her right hand with his big hand, and caressed her knuckles with his slightly rough fingertips: "I'm the same age as your father, still not old?"

Tang Li said: "I will grow old with you."

Song Boyan didn't speak any more.

The temperature of the man's palm made Tang Li feel affectionate: "If you don't talk about the army, you can also talk about your life in the military academy. I'm just curious."

"Want to know about my past?"

Tang Li nodded: "In exchange, I will also tell you a secret."

(end of this chapter)