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

The little guy took the wafer biscuits, lowered his head and opened the bag, then jumped off the sofa, followed Tang Li while eating the wafer biscuits, and entered the kitchen: "Why are you alone in your family?"

"I live alone." After Tang Li finished speaking, he turned on the faucet to wash his hands.

"Then you won't be with your parents during Chinese New Year?"

Tang Li didn't answer any more, dried his hands, and turned to look at him: "After eating the biscuits, I'll take you home."

"My butt is still hot, so let me go." Song Jingtian was a little dissatisfied, and followed Tang Li out of the kitchen: "What time is it now, it's early until ten o'clock."

Afraid that he would be thirsty after eating biscuits, Tang Li poured a cup of warm water: "If you keep running out like this, the family will be worried."

When the words fell, she put the water glass on the coffee table and took a look at the outline of "Concubine Huang".

The little guy came over: "What are you looking at?"

"Something similar to the script."

Tang Li explained casually.

Song Jingtian could not understand what he heard. He put down the bag of biscuits, held a water glass in his two hands, and sat down beside Tang Li: "Are you also an actor?"

Tang Li heard the words and turned to look at him.

The little guy took a sip of water and continued in a tender voice: "My previous girlfriend, the one who looks a lot like you, is also an actress. Her goal is to become a big star like Marilyn Monroe, right? great?"

"..." Tang Li.

"But we have already broken up." Song Jingtian sighed: "I tried to date Lulu recently, but found that it couldn't work. Everyone in our old Song family is infatuated. Maybe I inherited this advantage."

This infatuation came unexpectedly.

"You are a seven-year-old child, she must treat you as a nephew, and she will have no other ideas."

"Nonsense." The little guy glared at her, pursed the corners of his lips and said leisurely, "You outsider don't know our situation or understand our feelings."

Tang Li was about to say, "Look carefully at who I am." Song Jingtian's electronic watch on his wrist rang. Someone called, the little guy picked it up and went hands-free. A gentle female voice of some age came: "Why? Not at home, where did you go?"

"I'm at my friend's house."

Tang Li: "..."

Song Jingtian said again, "He lives in Washington One, I'll go back after eating the biscuits."

Xiao Minglan on the other end of the phone was worried and asked for the specific address: "I'll ask Aunt Min to pick you up, stay there and stop running around."

"Aunt Min" in Song Jingtian's mouth came very quickly.

The other party was a middle-aged woman. Seeing Tang Li smiled slightly, she took Song Jingtian's hand and did not forget to thank him.

After Song Jingtian left, Tang Li didn't go out again.

In the evening, the doorbell was rang.

Tang Li opened the door and saw Song Jingtian with his head raised and grinning, a little stunned, Aunt Min stood behind Song Jingtian and said with a smile: "The old lady heard that you are alone, and you are lonely during the New Year, since you are the second master's friend, think about it. Please come home for a quick dinner."

Tang Li had already shied away once in the morning, looking for reasons not to agree to Song Jingtian going to lunch. Now that Aunt Min came over again, she should not refuse anymore.

Tang Li had to take a coat and follow them to Songlin Garden.

Walking to the door of Song's house, he found a Lexus parked in front of the villa. The familiar license plate number made Tang Li slow down.

At this time, the driver's door was pushed open.

Ji Ming found Aunt Min and the others, and was about to say hello when Song Jingtian saw the man coming down from the back of the car, broke free of Aunt Min's hand and rushed over: "Brother, you are back!"