Chapter 870： Song Boyan's Restraint and Treasure

Chapter 870 Song Boyan's Restraint and Treasure

"It doesn't matter if you agree or not..."

Song Boyan looked at her blushing cheeks, and the emotion that was originally rendered vanished, replaced by his laughing question: "Nervous?"

"..." Tang Li didn't say anything.

But she didn't want to let it go as before: "I made preparations for a long time, everyone got in the car, and I wasn't nervous at all."

Song Boyan asked: "Get in the car? What kind of car?"

"It's called driving now, and we're already in the car."

said, Tang Li wrapped Song Boyan's arms and folded: "If you get off the bus halfway, you will definitely turn over!"

It was the first time Song Boyan heard the word "driving", and seeing Tang Li hanging up like a koala, he took the initiative to embrace her and shave her shoulders: "So you won't be afraid of turning over?"

"...Don't be afraid." Tang Li was quiet for a few seconds, then said, "Isn't there still you?"

Song Boyan grabbed her shoulder blades tightly.

After a long while, he spoke again, his voice becoming more and more gentle, "If you are nervous, let's take your time."

Tang Li didn't deny it anymore, but his face was getting hotter and hotter.

Song Boyan picked up the remote control at the bedside, and the curtains not far away automatically closed.

Looking at Tang Li on the bed again, her eyes were already closed. Under her eyelids, her eyeballs moved slightly, as if she wanted to peek but didn't dare.

Aside from the position of president, Song Boyan has also held the position of finance minister for many years. No matter how you look at it, he is a man in a high position, neither lacking in ability nor lack of government. A man who has a strong desire for power cannot be indifferent. fame and fortune.

Emotionally, isn't that the case?

Even though he usually accommodated Tang Li, he didn't really treat her as a junior. Once the relationship between men and women is emotional, it's easy to fall into the mud.

Song Boyan believes that he is not Liu Xiahui, and he is in his youth. Whenever he hugs Tang Li, he will not lose his mind. However, the relationship he planted with Tang Li many years ago is destined to be impossible for him to treat her casually. What he is more willing to do , is to protect her all the way to grow.

I am one year older than her, if I can't protect her, what's the point of this age gap?

Tang Li was about to open her eyes, when her right hand was held by the big hand, her eyelashes trembled, and the man's kiss fell on her forehead, her eyes, the bridge of her nose, and her lips.

A low voice sounded in her ear: "Good girl, I'm afraid to keep my eyes closed like this."

Tang Li opened his eyes when he heard the words "good girl", and happened to meet Song Boyan's affectionate eyes, and there was connivance in them.

It's like he called himself a good girl and made her feel happy.

Tang Li stretched out his hand, ignoring the pounding heartbeat, and wrapped his arms around Song Boyan's neck...

Afterwards, Tang Li did not forget to turn his head and ask Song Boyan, "How is it?"

Song Boyan: "..."

This kind of question is actually more difficult to deal with than those asked by current affairs reporters.

But, looking forward to Tang Li, Song Boyan pulled the person with the quilt into his arms and hugged her tightly: "If it doesn't work out, do you plan to start over?"

Tang Li hummed softly: "It's ok to start over, but let me rest for a few minutes first."

Song Boyan: "..."

When I woke up, it was already early morning.

Tang Li turned over, but his arm didn't touch Song Boyan.

opened his eyes and found himself alone on the bed.

She just sat up when the bedroom door was pushed open and Song Boyan came in.

Song Boyan had already taken a shower, wearing dark blue pajamas, his hair was a little wet, and on his right hand, he carried a delicate cardboard box containing a birthday cake.

(end of this chapter)