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

Having said this, Xiao Minglan's words changed: "You are so anxious to call, are you afraid that I will bully her at school?"

Song Boyan's voice came: "She is still young, what did she do wrong, you should teach her a few words."

"You can talk." Xiao Minglan's expression softened, and she sat on the sofa holding the microphone: "You hold people in your palms for fear of falling, and in your mouth for fear of getting pregnant, I haven't done anything yet, you start Anxious, I want to really educate her, she will cry to you twice, and you have to fly back overnight to coax her."

These words brought Song Boyan's laughter: "You are exaggerating."

"I don't want to exaggerate, I know it."

Xiao Minglan sighed, and then talked about Tang Li's dormitory: "Several girls live in one place, there are crumbs of snacks and peels everywhere, and there is a girl who stuffed all her socks into a bag of potato chips. The beds and wardrobes are the cleanest.”

"Not all young people today are like this." Song Boyan replied at the other end: "Ordinary universities are not as strict as military schools, and it is excusable that the hygiene work is not in place."

"maybe."

Xiao Minglan remembered that apart from Tang Li's bed in the dormitory, the other two girls hadn't folded the quilt, and their clothes were all over the bed, but she couldn't hold back: "Your eldest sister is at this age, I went to her school and I didn't see her. Live your days so lazy."

Song Boyan said: "She sent me a message, and she probably knew that she didn't do well. I'm afraid that you will have an idea, and you will definitely restrain yourself when you look back."

Xiao Minglan heard her son's favoritism and stopped commenting on Tang Li's dormitory: "I didn't mean to make things difficult for the person who was half buried in the loess. I was afraid that she would lead a heartless life and end up hurting you."

If Song Boyan does marry Tang Li in the future, Tang Li can't do anything well. Although the Song family doesn't need her to do laundry, cook, and do housework, on weekdays, she must take care of her husband's daily life. Song Boyan's work is busy. I don't know everything, and at that time, it will still be a headache to be a husband.

"As a mother, after all, I hope someone can take good care of you."

Xiao Minglan initially disagreed with Song Boyan and Tang Li together, the main reason is also here.

In addition to the age difference, she was very afraid that after marriage, Song Boyan would not have multiple wives, but more daughters. Not only was she not taken care of, she would have to take care of Tang Li everywhere.

Song Boyan smiled and said, "I'm in my thirties, and I don't lack arms and legs. It's just uncomfortable to let others take care of me."

Having said this, Xiao Minglan did not continue.

When talking about the dinner that night, Xiao Minglan's brows stretched: "Internal affairs are almost, people are still sensible."

When hanging up the phone, Song Boyan said again: "As you get older, the questions you just asked will also improve. Now that she is young, you should take more care of her."

The next morning, the guard of Wentan Garden came to the dormitory.

Tang Li was sitting at the desk reading the script when she heard a knock on the door. The doorman, an old man, handed her a bag of things.

"It was a young man, put it down and drove away."

Tang Li looked down at the shopping bag. In addition to two boxes of ginger tea, there were three pieces of underwear soap.

When she put the bag on the table, she dug out a dozen cotton socks inside.

In an instant, Tang Li guessed who sent it.

Nine times out of ten, that young man is Tan Gong's bodyguard.

There are two more tonight, what about the group?