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

When I woke up again, it was already bright outside.

Tang Li propped himself up on the bed and found that he was still in the master bedroom. The person lying next to him was not Song Boyan, but Axi who was biting with a pillow.

The bed was full of rags and lint.

Tang Li immediately discovered that what the Tibetan Mastiff had bitten was the pillow he brought over last night.

After getting up, she simply tidied up the bed.

There is a sheet of A4 paper on the bedside table.

Tang Li brought it over with a line of words written on it: "If there is nothing to do today, stay in the villa and take you back to school after dinner in the evening."

It's written with a pen.

Tang Li remembered the imitation villa that Song Boyan gave him. There was a greeting card on it, and the greeting card also had a sentence written by him. In comparison, the words on this A4 paper were even more scribbled.

Putting down the paper, Tang Li first went back to the guest room to wash up.

After breakfast, I had nothing to do and went back to the second floor.

The Tibetan Mastiff is lying in the master bedroom and playing with toys.

Tang Li came over last night and brought the script of "Concubine Huang" with her. She was about to go back to the guest room to read the script, but the moment she saw the Tibetan Mastiff, she changed the direction under her feet, pushed open the false door and entered the master bedroom.

Song Boyan's room layout is very simple, a masculine light gray tone.

Tang Li stood in front of the bedside table, picked up the A piece of paper, folded it and put it in his pocket, but out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the men's shirt hanging on the hanger.

Remembering that I didn't achieve what I wanted last night, I can't help but feel discouraged.

She will go to Lishan for filming soon, and she will not be able to come back for at least two months. If Feng Qi arranges work for her in the later stage, if she wants to have a child, she will delay it for half a year.

Song Boyan didn't want to have a substantive relationship with her because he felt like a child who didn't grow up.

If it wasn't for her chasing him, I'm afraid he wouldn't agree to be with him.

Not to mention, let him think of himself as a woman who can go to bed now.

Tang Li turned around. The bathroom door was open. She saw herself in the mirror. She was wearing a sweater and shirt. She had short, neutral hair that didn't reach her shoulders. As for the bottom, she was wearing loose jeans. Mature women in professional suits, like her, do look stunted.

She thought of Miss Bo's family she had met at Fu's house.

The Miss Bo family had a dignified temperament, and the way she smiled reminded her of the Mona Lisa.

Tang Li stood in front of the mirror, recalling the scale of Miss Bo's smile, and then imitating the other side, slightly bending the corners of his lips, just like Dong Shi's frown.

Sure enough, not a bit feminine.

Tang Li came out of the bathroom and looked at the hanging shirt again.

Suddenly thinking of something, she walked over.

A few minutes later, Tang Li changed into a men's shirt, and the last time she wore Song Boyan's clothes, but today, she didn't wear pants anymore, leaving her long white legs exposed. of spring.

... it seems that men like women to wear it.

It is said that it is easy to arouse the desire to conquer.

Tang Li thought about it, and went to the cloakroom to find a tie and tied his hands.

It's like captivity play.

She raised her hands, bit her tie into a knot with her mouth.

Tang Li was about to look in the mirror to see the effect when the door of the cloakroom was suddenly pushed open. She turned her head and saw Xiao Minglan at the door: "..."

As for Xiao Minglan—

Looking at the girl with her hands tied and scantily clad, she opened her mouth, but she was speechless.