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

Jiming didn't follow him tonight.

It was Song Boyan's car that left Fuyuan.

Song Boyan was not driving the Lexus that Tang Li was familiar with, but an ordinary black Ford. Whether it was parked in the underground garage or merged into traffic, the Ford of more than 200,000 yuan was obviously much more low-key than the Lexus.

This Ford sedan is the car of Secretary Song Boyan.

They ate at Fuyuan, and no one disturbed them except on the phone.

Afterwards, they left the private room and walked through the VIP passage just like when they came. Even though Fuyuan was a place frequented by celebrities and politicians, they didn't meet any old acquaintances who knew Song Boyan.

Tang Li was more or less aware that Song Boyan acted for her.

——Not because she was invisible.

Sometimes, being low-key is a form of protection.

The election is imminent after the year, and Song Boyan is one of the candidates. Political enemies will not miss any opportunity to make a fuss. Many news will become "scandal" after fermentation. If she is involved and becomes a party in the "scandal", she will receive The attack is predictable.

Although Tang Li was aware of the stakes involved, when the car stopped at the east gate of Washington One, she unfastened her seat belt but didn't let go, and suddenly said, "I feel like I'm having an affair now."

Song Boyan laughed: "Is the word cheating used like this?"

"Anyway, it's all sneaking, and it's not much different." Tang Li said, and the conversation suddenly changed: "Actually, it's quite different from cheating. We just had a meal and didn't do anything else."

"What, what else do you want to do before leaving?"

Song Boyan asked her.

Tang Li tightened his fingers on the seat belt slightly, remembered the kiss last night, and said with a blushing face, "I have this plan."

Saying that, she turned her head to look over.

The girl's eyes were bright, with eager shyness. Song Boyan's left hand on the steering wheel tapped the edge of the steering wheel lightly, and then said, "Girls should be more reserved."

"Outside, I've always been very reserved." Tang Li explained.

Song Boyan smiled slightly: "According to your words, am I wronging you?"

Tang Li didn't answer, his eyes fell on the man's left wrist.

Apart from the watch, he was not wearing any bracelets.

Not only the cowhide bracelet that I knitted, but also the red rope was not there, and it was treated equally.

Tang Li smiled in his heart and said, "I just want to know, what is our relationship now."

When she asked the lingering words in her heart, she retracted her gaze and said in a veiled tone: "Although I kissed you last time, strictly speaking, it was my first kiss last night. No other man has treated me like this before."

After a while, Song Boyan asked her out loud, "Have you really figured it out?"

Hearing this, Tang Li was puzzled.

"I'm so much older than you, are you sure you really want to be with me?"

"..." Tang Li's cheeks became more and more hot, and then he nodded, not avoiding Song Boyan's eyes: "Maybe in your opinion, I am still young, but my psychological age is mature, as long as I am with you, even if If I don't talk, I won't feel bored, I know that's what I like."

"Then do you know that in the eyes of many adults, your behavior is nonsense?"

"As long as I know it's not a joke."

After speaking, Tang Li loosened his seat belt, went straight over his upper body, and put his arms around the man's neck: "I like you, regardless of age."