Chapter 1121： Gentle Township, Hero Tomb

Chapter 1121 Gentle Township, Hero Tomb

all.

is a simple word, but it is a kind of certainty.

is also an unshakable and profound power that belongs to the superior.

Chu Yang's suppressed right hand curled up his knuckles, and then Song Boyan released his hand and resumed his warm tone: "It's eleven o'clock in the evening, so I won't leave you anymore."

Politicians are mostly smiling tigers.

Chu Yang didn't know it.

This is reflected most vividly in Song Boyan.

Song Boyan has already chased away people, so it doesn't make any sense to stay by himself.

However, the task given to him by the husband had not yet been completed, Chu Yang walked to the door of the office, but turned around, "Your Excellency is about to fall into the quagmire of the Golden Triangle because of a woman, it would be too much to speak out, and besides, the most fickle thing in this world is People's hearts, you have made such a decision, have you ever considered, what if you can't get back to the original in the future?"

After saying that, he walked away.

From ancient times to the present, there are countless women who have stepped on men to climb up.

For ambitious women, the more powerful a man is, the more he climbs the ladder. Now that Song Boyan is pinched by a little girl, I am afraid that he will answer the phrase "Gentle Township, Hero Tomb".

Tang Li was lying on the edge of the bathtub, in a drowsy state, the hot light suddenly came on above his head.

opened his eyes and caught a glimpse of the legs of his trousers.

She looked up and saw that Song Boyan was still pressing the heater switch.

"In September, it's not summer anymore."

Song Boyan took a bath towel and put it on the edge of the bathtub: "Lie down in the water to sleep, turn back and catch a cold, and suffer yourself."

"I'll just squint for a while." Tang Li defended.

She lay on the side of the bathtub and didn't move, her small face was greasy, her wet hair was pulled up, and her eyes kept following Song Boyan.

Song Boyan turned on the faucet to wash his hands, his shirt and trousers were crisp, and his strong and broad hand bones were hidden in the water. Tang Li watched quietly. The picture that was obviously serious, but it gave her a hint of color.

"What are you looking at?" Song Boyan pulled the towel to wipe his hands, and also noticed her 'peeping'.

Tang Li turned his head back: "I just think the faucet looks pretty."

This excuse is better not to say it.

Song Boyan smiled and put the towel aside: "No matter how good-looking the faucet is, it can't be wholesale." After speaking, he urged her: "Aren't you ready yet?"

Tang Li no longer stayed in the bathtub.

The moment he picked up the towel, shook it away, and got up to wrap it, he realized that there was a second person in the bathroom.

Tang Li raised his eyes and met Song Boyan's gaze.

Even though he knew that he had no idea, his face was still red.

Especially, Song Boyan hasn't looked away.

That kind of eyes, focused, but without a trace of blasphemy, like looking at a work of art.

Tang Li's ears burned because of the analogy he made.

Saying that he is a work of art is somewhat narcissistic.

Then he felt that he was hypocritical. It wasn't that he had not seen each other frankly, and he had done everything that should have been done.

Thinking like this, she grabbed the towel and stepped out of the bathtub.

A pair of wet feet stepped on the floor tiles, and the skin became whiter under the light.

She took off the headband of her hair.

The ends of hair are swept across the towel, leaving mottled water stains.

Tang Li lowered his head and put on his slippers, and was about to go to the cloakroom. A pair of big, well-jointed hands covered the bath towel. It was the breath of a man she was familiar with. When she was stunned, a dry towel was placed on her head.

This is not the first time to be taken care of.

Tang Li turned around in coordination and stood at attention.

The towel did not let the water drop, but covered her eyes.

looked up and saw only the neckline of the man's shirt, as well as his Adam's apple and chin.

These two parts are undoubtedly symbols of mature hormones.

Tang Li couldn't help but leaned up, touched the ground, and kissed Song Boyan's bluish chin.

Then, continue to rub your hair obediently.

The big hand on her head didn't move any more. Before Tang Li could lift the towel, a warm palm hit the back of her neck. The gun callus brushed the skin of her neck, it was rough and crispy, just before the towel was full of eyes. In goose yellow, the corners of the mouth touch a little stubble.

followed by the intimacy she was already familiar with.

I don’t know how long it has passed.

The hands holding the bath towel were also pulled over the man's shoulders.

When both feet stepped on the towel on the ground, realizing that he was no different from a loach at the moment, Tang Li grabbed the shirt on the man's shoulder, and immediately let out a faint sigh.

Just wondering if he had scratched someone, he was about to withdraw his hand when he heard Song Boyan say, "How many videos have you watched on the mobile hard drive?"

Tang Li: "..."

The hard drive she hid in the cloakroom, how could she—

The next moment, Song Boyan held her up.

Tang Li subconsciously wrapped his arms around Song Boyan's neck and shoulders, and Song Boyan's low-pitched voice came from his ears: "The method of ants climbing a tree, after looking at it over and over again, I think it's a great skill to cook."

Tang Li blushed, pretending not to understand: "It's not just fans and minced meat, it's not so delicious."

said, she reminded kindly: "Hold it like this, be careful to flash to the waist."

"Now, do you think I'm useless?"

Tang Li: "..."

She wanted to say "How dare you", but Song Boyan asked, "I really don't like ants climbing trees?"

“…………”

Don't Tang Li like it?

What the answer is, it doesn't matter at all.

Adult's occasional interest, she expressed understanding and cooperation.

It's just that when I wake up the next day, there will inevitably be sequelae-back pain.

Standing in front of the washstand, squeezed out the toothpaste and brushed her teeth. She noticed another toothbrush of the same color on the table. She remembered what happened last night. She must have been teased. While her face was hot, she also threw Song Boyan's toothbrush into the trash. bucket.

After a while, she fished it out again and put it back into the cup.

She took the razor away last time, and now there is a new one on the washstand.

Tang Li took the razor, Song Boyan's toothbrush again, and then turned on the power button of the shaver. With the buzzing sound, the toothbrush bristles also fell to the ground.

Twenty seconds later, a bald toothbrush was born.

Tang Li put the toothbrush back, and there was a knock on the door outside.

went to open the door and found that it was Aunt Min.

Aunt Min came to call Tang Li, which was instructed by Xiao Minglan.

Because a guest came to the Dan Palace.

Tang Li changed into a suit and followed Aunt Min to the living room.

As soon as she entered the living room, she saw a short-haired woman sitting with Xiao Minglan, about the same age as Ouyang Qian. At the wedding of Meng Shu and Jiang Yunxi, Tang Li saw each other, and it was Meng Shu's mother.

"Did it wake you up?" Xiao Minglan showed concern when she saw her coming.

Tang Li said no: "It has already started."

Auntie Min put a plate of cakes in front of Tang Li's seat, and Xiao Minglan said again, "Aunt Mei came here today for your cousin Mengshu."

Tang Li took the cake and looked up at Xiao Minglan and Mother Meng.

Mother Meng took over the words: "Although that little **** has been brought by his father to surrender himself, and is now in the detention center to reflect, but after all he did this kind of cheating thing, after all, I didn't teach him well, and he should have come to the door to apologize in person."

Meng Shu went to step on the sewing machine?

For Tang Li, it was indeed a bit of a surprise.

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Small Theater: Song Xiaohua's Enlightenment ③

When Song Xiaohua was four years old, she already realized her extraordinaryness.

Her father is the president, no matter how dignified he is outside, all principles will be voided when he encounters her mother.

As for her mother, it is even more powerful.

If she hadn't watched TV with Aunt Min and nibbled melon seeds every day, she wouldn't have discovered her mother's true face!

I kiss_goodbye with her in the morning, and in the afternoon I went to the Great Zhou Dynasty to be the favorite concubine.

In the evening, her mother went to catch criminals near the river.

She only finished one bowl of rice, and her mother switched to using a dog stick and became a descendant of Zhongnan Mountain, the Tomb of the Living Dead, and the Condor Heroes.

What's even more outrageous is that after her mother dealt with Zhou Zhiruo, she went home in a blink of an eye.

Her mother saw her throwing a bucket of biscuits on the ground to play with stacking blocks, grabbed her slippers and rushed over!

Help!

Dominatrix!

She got up and ran away!

That night, she dragged her little pillow and was kicked out of the master bedroom by her mother, and asked her to go back to her room to reflect - but she knew that her mother just wanted to do something bad!

Last time, when she was picking up a toy under the sofa, she suddenly got out and saw her mother sitting on top of her father. She also said that her father liked it like this. Humph, how old is she, she is not ashamed!

Good night!

(end of this chapter)