Chapter 334 Then go up and take a look

Song Boyan looked up at her after hearing this.

"Wait a minute." Tang Li turned around with his backpack in his back, turned his back to the sofa, took out the leather bracelet from the pouch, and hesitated for a few seconds before turning around.

"Originally, the colored ropes were too thin. When I saw cowhide ropes in southern Yunnan, I bought some."

said, she handed over the leather bracelet.

Black leather bracelet, interlaced and tightly woven, not as delicate as women's bracelets, it is a men's bracelet at a glance.

Bracelet with sterling silver buckle design at both ends.

Tang Li said: "There are also jewelry stores run by ethnic minorities in southern Yunnan. After weaving the bracelet, I went to the store and asked them to match the buckle."

Afraid of being disliked by the workmanship of the hand rope, Tang Li added: "Recently, the crew has announced that it is tight. After the film is finished, I plan to make another one. As for this, it should be tried first."

After she finished speaking, she wanted to get the rope back, ready to press the bottom of the box.

Song Boyan didn't give it to her. He took a hand rope and looked at it: "Compared to other beginners, you have already compiled it very well. I can't see that you have talent in this area."

As the words fell, the man's gaze returned to her.

Touching the generosity in Song Boyan's eyes, Tang Li suddenly didn't know what to say, so he didn't rush to take back the hand rope, and even felt a little excited in his heart because of his praise, and then he couldn't help but ask, "Then do you want it? try it?"

After    asked, she specifically explained: "This bracelet needs to be wound twice."

Song Boyan smiled: "This kind of buckle is not as convenient as the elastic adjustment buckle."

"I'll help you." After the words came out, Tang Li took the bracelet, squatted down beside Song Boyan's leg, and wrapped the leather bracelet around Song Boyan's left wrist, which was wearing a watch all the year round.

The man's hand is much bigger than hers, and not as soft as the girl's fingers.

Tang Li couldn't help remembering the time when Song Boyan picked himself up at the shooting range. In her sight, the back of the man's hand was not much flesh, and the knuckles of his fingers looked strong and powerful.

Wrap around the hand rope, and happen to sandwich the red hand rope in the middle.

Tang Li put the buckle on: "Okay!"

She looked up and found Song Boyan looking at her quietly.

The sound of fireworks exploded from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The quietness in the apartment contrasted sharply with the liveliness of the night outside. Tang Li couldn't help curling up his hands on his knees. Even if Song Boyan's eyes were gentle, her ears were still red, and her chest seemed to be pressed by a heavy object. feel hypoxia.

A lot of pictures flashed through my mind.

Tang Li's thinking was short-circuited for a moment.

When she regained her senses, her right hand had already pressed against the edge of the sofa, her upper body was straightened, and she was very close to Song Boyan. The man's tall nose bridge and thin lips seemed to be right under her eyes.

The sound of firecrackers kept coming from his ears.

Realizing what he was doing, Tang Li's heart beat out of rhythm, his face was very hot, but his body didn't want to leave. He was immersed in some kind of conflicting thoughts.

Then, she heard a sigh.

Song Boyan held her hand on the sofa, leaned forward, the bridge of his nose swept across the tip of her nose, and a scent of tea mixed with tobacco approached, obviously very light, but like a tsunami attacking her territory, Tang Li subconsciously held his breath , her eyes wandered until she was gently kissed.

The man's thin lips pressed against hers, very gently, and her arm was pulled over and placed on the man's shoulder.

Song Boyan's right hand had already wrapped around her back, making her lean towards him.

(end of this chapter)