Chapter 953：

Chapter 953

The girl's eyes like a deer are faintly charming under the light.

reveals innocence and tugs people's heartstrings.

Song Boyan put down the soup, with a little smile in his eyes, "Does my clothes look big?"

"It's better to be bigger." Tang Li said: "Oversize is not all fashionable now."

Regardless of whether she brought clothes or not, she stayed at night.

After having a late night snack, I was sent back upstairs first.

In the master bedroom where the president lives, Tang Li picked out a set of men's pajamas and put him in his arms to wash.

There are also two mouthwash cups on the washstand.

Tang Li took the cup and toothbrush he had used and went into the shower. He used men's products for bathing. When the warm water rinsed off the foam on his shoulders, the air was already light with the fragrance of sweet almonds.

A set of dark blue pajamas went over her body, covering her hands and feet.

I simply bent down and rolled up my trouser legs and rolled up my cuffs. On the way from the shower to the washstand, there were wet footprints one after another.

Tang Li opened the door and found that Song Boyan had also returned to the master bedroom.

At the moment, I'm unbuttoning my shirt by the bed.

The man's back is tall and broad, and a little light hits his side face and lower jaw, neutralizing the hardness of the outline.

Song Boyan turned his head and saw that Tang Lizhen was wearing his own clothes. Because it didn't fit, his shoulders were about to fall off, and a towel was wrapped around his head, like a little monk who secretly wore a cassock.

seems to be doing it all the time, even his men's cotton mop on his feet.

This dress is extremely funny.

"Take away my slippers, what should I wear?"

"I'll give it back to you." A pair of small feet withdrew from the cotton mop.

After taking a bath, the water vapor on the girl's body was a light fragrance that Song Boyan was familiar with, from head to toe... It even made people wonder if she still used a razor.

When he came out of the shower, Tang Li was already lying on the bed playing with his phone.

A seven-point dry hair hangs down his neck.

There was a depression on the side of the bed, and Tang Li turned her face away. Seeing Song Boyan sitting next to her, her hair was still wet, she put her phone beside the pillow, picked up the hair dryer on the bedside table, and leaned over spontaneously.

Song Boyan was wearing a black satin pajamas.

This fabric is very close to the skin and can't hide the strong chest.

With the buzzing sound of the blower, a warmth swept across Song Boyan's neck and looked up to see Tang Li, who was holding the handle of the dryer.

The next second, Tang Li was embraced by his waist.

The two of them were close to each other, and the man's low voice was in their ears: "If you lose weight, there will be only a few taels of flesh left on your body."

Tang Li answered: "It will look good on the camera in this way."

"Isn't health more important than being in the mirror?" Song Boyan put his arms around her waist and continued to speak, "Like those thin to the point of paper, they collapse when the wind blows."

"You don't like me being thin too." Tang Li said.

Before she finished speaking, she added: "If I had a swimming ring on my waist, you would be staring at my waist on the night of the bonfire festival at the foot of Fengyang Mountain."

"And I have a thin waist, so you can hold it and play with it."

Song Boyan: "..."

These words are full of sarcasm.

He almost threw the three words prudish on his head, but he told people to take her out of the way.

"Say one sentence to the top three, and you are good at running people."

Tang Li was holding the hairdryer and was about to answer when the phone rang on the bedside table.

is Song Boyan's mobile phone.

She glanced out of the corner of the eye, an overseas number.

Before Song Boyan stretched out his hand, Tang Li first leaned over and took the phone: "It seems to be a sales call."

Watching her play tricks, Song Boyan smiled, full of connivance: "Then don't pick it up."

(end of this chapter)