Chapter 1093： His child is growing up

Chapter 1093 His child is growing up

Tang Li couldn't help rubbing because his hair was scratching his lips.

These two rubs all landed on Song Boyan's leg.

Song Boyan looked down at Tang Li, who was still awake, and brushed the hair from her cheeks for her. It was this little thing that was affecting her mind anytime, anywhere.

The matter of Tang Yin's photo was not hidden from his eyes.

Tang Li did not mention it, but the internal affairs personnel would report the matter to the security office.

All correspondence received by the Tang Palace must be registered.

Even if the surveillance video did not capture the person who released the letter, it was possible to screen out which guests were near the main table yesterday, although the results obtained from this screening were of little use.

The    list is just a guess.

Suddenly appearing such a photo is unlikely to be unintentional.

The    left and right only knew Tang Li's real life experience.

Under the light, Song Boyan noticed that Tang Li's frown was slightly frowning. After all, he was still too young, and when he encountered intractable troubles, it would always show a bit on his face.

The letter-releasing person also took advantage of Tang Li's youth as a breakthrough.

If Tang Li was too stupid and received the letter, he would have taken the photo directly to him.

Wisdom is bound to be hurt, not aimlessly.

Song Boyan's big palm gently landed on Tang Li's head.

His children are growing up day by day.

Can't say good or bad.

Have their own thoughts, and naturally they should be allowed.

The protection is too much. When the child is rebellious, it will not be better.

Tang Li was awakened by urine.

When I opened my eyes, it was a familiar and unfamiliar ceiling.

The wall lamp was lit in the room, the heavy curtains were not drawn tightly, and a little morning light poured in through the cracks of the curtains.

was about to go to the bathroom. As soon as he sat up, Tang Li found that he was not in the guest room, but returned to the master bedroom.

On the bedside table, there is also the charger she took last night.

The pillows are still a pair.

So, sleeping in a separate room last night was just a dream of Nanke?

Check the time on your phone again, it's around 9:00 am.

At this point, Song Boyan got up early.

Remembering his plan, Tang Li didn't stay in bed anymore.

When she was washing, she caught a glimpse of the razor beside the washstand, and she held it in her hand, no longer rushing to wipe the toothpaste foam from her mouth.

If we really want to separate in the future, should I take a souvenir?

After all, it is not the hand that tears the face.

In their situation, she will definitely miss Song Boyan.

Taking anything else is not as symbolic as a razor.

Before Tang Li went to have breakfast, he packed up his things. At this moment, Aunt Min was still in the dining room, taking care of Xiao Minglan's potted plants, when she saw Tang Li specially greeted: "Second master went to school in the morning, the old lady sent him there, Let's go to Fu's house by the way, I guess I won't be back until the afternoon."

Tang Li was still thinking about how to explain to Xiao Minglan that he was living in Huafu One. At that time, he agreed to stay in Tan Palace for half a month, but since Xiao Minglan was not there, she saved her from finding reasons.

Waiting for her to sit down at the dining table, Aunt Min said again, "Sir works on the first floor."

Tang Li did not answer this.

She is going to leave, she will definitely know that she will meet Song Boyan.

Actually, I should have spoken last night.

But when Song Boyan rolled up her sleeves, she suddenly couldn't say anything.

After   , I never found a suitable opportunity.

A spoonful of warm porridge entrance.

What Han Jifeng said came to her mind again.

If she told Song Boyan now that there was a drug lord in the Misu River basin who wanted to slander him and accept bribes, would she be considered delusional?

Or should I say that I have worshipped an eminent monk as a teacher, so I can predict the future?

Tang Li immediately extinguished the idea.

The last master who spread feudal superstition is still stepping on a sewing machine.

Besides, Song Boyan was accused, and the most important crux was not the drug lord named Issa.

It was Song Boyan who had contacts with the Tang family.

The existence of this fact will allow the so-called accusation to be established.

Even if Isa is gone, there will still be Ersa.

As long as she is still with Song Boyan, that is the potential biggest handle.

The Li family had interests tied to her, so they chose to shut up.

As for the others—

Tang Li held the spoon and thought of the news about the voter marches on the Internet to force the president to step down. When Song Boyan faced similar doubts, she hoped that she would help him clear his suspicions instead of confirming those charges.

She is not those politicians.

Not even that smart.

But she knew that the people she loved should not be hurt.

The so-called hand in hand to face together is to make a bet on Song Boyan's political career.

Really care about a person, always reluctant to let him have a little instability around him.

Even if that factor is herself.

After breakfast, Tang Li went back to the master bedroom.

She sat by the bed, thinking about whether she had left anything, and was about to go to the cloakroom to take a look when the door of the master bedroom opened.

Tang Li saw Song Boyan, and his first reaction was to look at the trolley case beside his feet.

She had planned to mention this to Song Boyan at the lunch table.

Never thought that Song Boyan would suddenly go back to the bedroom, and it was too late for her to hide her luggage.

Before she could finish the draft, Song Boyan also saw the trolley case: "The show will be recorded tomorrow, and it will be packed today?"

Tang Li had no choice but to nod his head: "Well."

"After recording the program, are you going to go directly to Washington One?"

Tang Li: "..."

She didn't expect Song Boyan to think so.

Maybe because of the large trolley case.

Tang Li had the illusion of being given a pillow when he fell asleep. The topic that was hard to talk about at first suddenly found an entry point: "After recording this episode, I may have to shoot an advertisement. It will be more convenient to live in Washington No. 1."

Good night.

(end of this chapter)