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

Aware that Tang Li was uncomfortable, Song Boyan asked Ji Ming to park his car near a pharmacy.

"Stomach pain?" he asked himself.

Tang Li nodded: "Maybe I ate too much just now..."

Just as Song Baiyan was about to tell Ji Ming to go down to buy medicine, Tang Li spoke first: "I can go by myself, by the way... borrow the bathroom of the pharmacy."

Song Boyan didn't say anything this time.

Tang Li got off the car and went straight to the 24-hour pharmacy.

After coming out of the bathroom, she took a box of stomach and digestion tablets in the medicine cabinet to check out.

The clerk said: "A total of 11 yuan."

Tang Li didn't bring a bag, so he touched the pocket of his down jacket, and there was a hundred-yuan bill. The clerk was a middle-aged woman in her forties. She didn't want to find so much change, and said, "If you don't have it, then go ask your man. There might be!"

"..." Tang Li raised his head and looked at her vaguely.

"Didn't you get out of that car?" The clerk pointed to the door of the pharmacy: "As soon as you entered the bathroom, a man got out of the car, walked to the door of the pharmacy and stood for a while, then went to the next door, I Looking at his appearance, nine times out of ten, he went to buy cigarettes."

Tang Li couldn't guess who it was: "Did it come from the cab or the back row?"

"At night, I didn't pay attention to this."

The clerk said, "Go out and see for yourself, and ask him for some change. There's not much change in the store, so it can only make you more troublesome."

Tang Li walked out of the pharmacy, and when he turned around, he saw Song Boyan standing in front of the vending machine.

He held a cup of freshly ground coffee in his left hand.

The man was looking out on the road with a leisurely look. He held his trousers pocket in his right hand and took a sip of coffee. Under the collar of his shirt, the protruding Adam's apple twitched slightly.

Feeling a little bit, Song Boyan cast his gaze towards her location.

Tang Li took a few steps forward and explained, "I only have one hundred yuan, and the clerk wants change."

Hearing this, Song Boyan took out the wallet from the inner pocket of his coat, and without asking her how much, he handed her the wallet and asked her to take it herself.

Taking the dark brown leather wallet, Tang Li felt the residual heat on the wallet in his palm. Tang Li slowly gathered his fingers, and the hidden objects naturally took his body temperature.

Seeing that she didn't move further, Song Boyan said, "If you don't know how much it is, then bring your wallet in."

Tang Li looked up at him.

Song Boyan smiled: "I'm here, I'm afraid you won't run away?"

"...Then I'll pay first."

After speaking, Tang Li returned to the pharmacy holding the wallet in both hands.

When he turned around, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Song Boyan watched her briskly run into the pharmacy, and when he retracted his gaze, he couldn't help but smile, with a hint of pampering and helplessness in his smile.

Tang Li quickly bought the medicine and came out.

At the same time, Song Boyan also stuffed the paper cup into the trash can.

Returning the wallet, Tang Li reported, "It cost eleven yuan."

As he spoke, he walked down the steps.

Even though it was early in the morning, Tang Li was not sleepy. She didn't want to take her back to Song Boyan. She turned around, walked backwards and asked, "Did you win money playing cards at night?"

"How to say?"

"Generally, people who win money will be in a good mood, and Fu Si told me that those people want you to win, but it's actually harder to lose than to win. You have to think about every card you play. If you accidentally win you, I'm afraid you won't be happy."

Song Boyan pursed his lips and smiled, but did not deny it.

Tang Li smiled: "Is it right?"

Suddenly, the whistle of an electric car came.

Tang Li turned his head, the lighting was a bit dazzling, the car drove directly towards her, and just as she was about to dodge, a large hand wrapped her shoulders and easily took her aside.

There is a kind of love that is not only about desire, but more like a symbiotic relationship. A Li and Mr. Song are similar to this. After all, they were both "short-lived ghosts" in their previous lives...

Someone from Han who squatted in the corner and drew circles: "That's my wife..."

There are a few more updates tonight. I plan to update together, so it will be later. Although it is a weekend, I still hope that everyone will rest early. Come see me tomorrow morning~

The state has been adjusted, and the next day will be either four or six shifts _(:з"∠)_

I'm afraid that if there is less, you will send me gas tanks...