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

   Chapter 601 Late at night, only a touch of warmth remains

   After Tang Li finished speaking, he waited patiently.

  For about five minutes, the curtains and glass doors did not respond.

  ...Did you really fall asleep?

  Tang Li stood on tiptoe and stretched her neck to look in. She never thought that the curtains were drawn too tightly. She took out the mobile phone in her pajama pocket and sent a text message: "[grinning]."

   The recipient is naturally Mr. Song.

After the    was sent successfully, Tang Li waited for a while.

  The text message was in vain.

  Tang Li was bitten by mosquitoes a few times, and red envelopes appeared one after another on his fair legs. He didn't want to continue feeding the mosquitoes, so he could only turn his head back to his room one step at a time.

   She's not stupid, and I haven't seen it yet, Song Boyan deliberately didn't let her in.

   Is this afraid that she will do something to him again?

  Tang Li couldn't help but think, obviously she hasn't done anything yet.

   Going back to bed, Tang Li didn't fall asleep, and the place where he was bitten by the mosquito was very itchy.

   She couldn't help scratching with her hands.

   She scratched red marks all over her snow-white skin.

   It was so itchy that he couldn't sleep, so Tang Li went downstairs with his slippers on.

   She turned on the wall lamp at the corner of the stairs.

   went to the kitchen door and heard movement inside.

  Tang Li pushed open the false door, and Song Boyan was standing in front of the refrigerator to get water.

Song Boyan was born in the military and has been in the army for many years. Even though he is now in politics, his sharpness has not diminished. Before Tang Li approached the kitchen, he had already noticed that someone was going downstairs and heard Tang Li's footsteps, so he didn't look back first and took the A bottle of pure water, then closed the refrigerator door and turned around.

   Song Boyan's gaze on Tang Li was unusually warm: "Why haven't you rested yet?"

"You haven't rested either." Tang Li, still remembering that he didn't open the door for himself, walked to the desk and picked up a bottle of soy sauce: "On the balcony just now, many mosquitoes bit me, and I couldn't sleep even if I wanted to. ."

   Said, she turned her head and looked over with a "sorrowful" look.

   is just—

  Tang Li remembered what happened in the guest room before, and his cheeks flushed slightly. After all, it was the first time, and he was interrupted in the middle. It was inevitable that he was at a loss.

   She left like that, I don't know how he solved it.

   Have you been sitting and waiting to cool down?

   thought to herself, her eyes moved down.

Tang Li's eyes were naked, Song Boyan received her undisguised sneak glances, and also expected her little thought, a girl of this age always seems to have strange ideas, and his heart is full of laughter, but also helpless: "looking at what?"

   "...Nothing." Tang Li withdrew his gaze.

   Unscrew the cap of the soy sauce bottle and pour it into the small dish you found.

   She dipped her fingers in soy sauce, intending to apply it to the place where the mosquitoes had bitten.

   In the kitchen, the lights are dim.

  Song Boyan noticed that the red envelope on her leg was indeed caused by mosquito bites. He put the water bottle on the desk, took the salt jar and grabbed a handful of fine salt.

   Tang Li cast a curious gaze.

   "Go and sit first." The man raised his chin toward the small bench in the corner.

   When she sat down, Song Boyan also squatted at her feet.

   Gently held her right leg with a large hand, the swollen and itchy pouch was covered with coarse salt, and the itchiness gradually faded as she rubbed it.

  Tang Li didn't move, his eyes fell on Song Boyan.

   This kind of local method reveals a sense of age.

   is like Song Boyan in front of her, giving her a sense of longevity and solidity.

   Then, Tang Li took the initiative to go forward and hug him.

   Her voice sounded: "You locked me out just now."

  Song Boyan touched her hair with his big hand. In the middle of the night, he put aside his **** and only had a touch of warmth: "When did it happen, why don't I know?"

   Everyone, rest early~ I will refresh the chapter tomorrow morning. I was disrupted today, so I will adjust it~

   (end of this chapter)