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

Although puzzled, Tang Li hummed.

Then, she saw the man stretch out his hand.

When the towel was placed on her forehead, Tang Li subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Song Boyan's magnetic voice came from above his head: "After all, it is a chemical product, and the wound is not completely complete, so I should pay more attention on weekdays."

On the towel, there is still the smell of the man's body.

Tang Li was slightly stunned, but he couldn't help but cast his eyes on the man in front of him.

She remembered that rainy night, the private room filled with the scent of tea, and Song Boyan stood in front of her like this.

The only difference is how she feels.

In addition to the tension, there is also a trace of unspeakable feelings.

This kind of affection is like embarrassment, but it is not all, making her faintly powerless.

Because of this discomfort, she took the initiative to say, "I'll wipe it myself."

Low voice and unnatural.

Song Boyan gave her the towel in his hand when he heard it.

The moment Tang Li took the towel, her fingers accidentally touched the man's palm. Unlike her cool fingertips, Song Boyan's broad palm was warm after exercising.

It is also possible that the body temperature of men themselves is higher than that of women...

Tang Li thought absentmindedly.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed the red rope wrapped around Song Boyan's right wrist.

In other words, it is a hand rope woven with several tufts of red thread.

The condition of the bracelet is very dark and has some years.

Against the contrast of the man's wheat-colored skin, the red rope not only does not appear feminine, but complements the watch on the left hand, which is an indescribable self-restraint.

She stared for too long, causing Song Boyan to look at her again.

Even though the man's eyes were warm, Tang Li still didn't dare to look at him again.

Maybe because of the age gap.

It made her unable to face Song Boyan with the attitude of her peers.

Or maybe...

It is because the other party is in a high position.

Tang Li blocked Song Boyan's gaze by wiping his forehead with a towel, and as if inadvertently, explained his gaffe: "I used to have a similar bracelet."

"It's gone after that?"

"..." Tang Li didn't expect Song Boyan to talk to her about this.

After all, with a status like his, he should be more interested in national affairs.

Since being asked, Tang Li answered truthfully, "It was given away many years ago."

The bracelet was tied to her by her mother when she was born.

In southern Yunnan --

The red bracelet symbolizes peace in life.

It's been too long, and the appearance of the bracelet has long been blurred in her memory...

At this moment, Ji Ming, who was originally guarding the door, came over.

He walked over to Song Boyan and said respectfully, "Congressman Li and Attorney General Xia are here."

It was too late for Tang Li to avoid it.

When she turned around, she saw Li Wenyan and Xia Zhengguo.

Li Wenyan is one step ahead. Although he is a member of parliament, he should keep a distance from Song Boyan, but there will be a general election next year, and some relations will not be so tense.

Moreover, Song Boyan and the Fang family have a relationship.

In addition to the needs of work, Song Boyan lives in a secluded place on weekdays, and does not like to socialize.

Because of this, the finance minister has become increasingly elusive.

In addition, Song Boyan was only in his thirties.

At this age, at this position, the means of the city government can be imagined.

Just now, Attorney General Xia's secretary said that he saw Song Boyan's bodyguard in the gym. He and Xia Zhengguo heard it, and immediately put down their water glasses and hurried over.

If you can get close to Song Boyan——

As far as the current situation is concerned, it is not a bad thing for him or the Li family.

It's too late~!