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

The little guy turned back and glared at her fiercely.

Tang Li picked up the inferior plastic star from the ground: "I'll repair it for you. This kind of thing needs long-term maintenance."

"Nonsense!" Song Jingtian couldn't believe it: "Zhang Jiaqi's magic wand is not bad no matter how you play it, look at what you bought for me!"

The little guy pointed to the gap at the top of the magic wand, and his words were accusing: "I just touched it lightly, and it broke in two."

"Really just a light touch?"

"..."

Song Jingtian rolled his eyes: "That's just knocking the foot of the table."

After speaking, he dropped the broken magic wand and picked up another one: "This is Ling Meiqi's magic fairy clarinet, right?"

"Didn't you watch 'Crackling Little Devil'? How do you know Ling Meiqi in 'Balala Little Devil'?"

The little guy blushed and hummed while holding the magic wand: "Then I remember wrong?"

Tang Li smiled: "Just be happy."

Then she got up and went to the kitchen and asked the nanny if she had tape at home.

Song Jingtian followed her and saw that she was sticking the stars to the magic wand with tape, with a look of disgust: "You stick like this, there is a big lump of tape on the magic wand, how can I still cast magic?"

"As long as you ask for more." Tang Li aimed at the gap between the stars and the magic wand, focused his eyes, and wrapped it with tape: "Besides, you only asked me to buy one, you don't have another one, this is a good one. It doesn't matter if it's bad or not."

The little guy was lying on the sofa: "You bought me a low-quality magic wand and quibble. You said, why does my elder brother like a woman like you?"

Tang Li replied seriously: "Maybe the lover sees Xi Shi in his eyes."

"..."

Tang Li came over suddenly tonight. The host was away. Gao Wenlan was attending an important forum. As for Wang Yangming, she was stumped by her work and was still in the capital.

Song Jingtian was the commercial port that arrived yesterday afternoon.

"You came here to film, are you staying in a hotel?" the little guy asked.

Tang Li looked at him: "What do you want?"

Song Jingtian's mind became alive: "I'm quite bored here, or I'll go to your place for two days."

This proposal was rejected.

The little guy hummed softly and squinted at her: "Stingy!"

"The security of the hotel is not like this. If something happens to you, I can't explain it to your family." Tang Li touched his head: "Good, I'll see you in two days."

Song Jingtian suddenly said: "Isn't the president of country F visiting today, I heard that there are many beautiful women accompanying him."

After he finished speaking, he took a corner of his light and tilted Tang Li.

Tang Li repaired the magic wand, and the little guy said next to him: "I'll tell you one more thing, there is a translator who is my eldest brother's old lover."

"Who's talking nonsense?"

Tang Li put down the tape and asked him.

"What nonsense!" The little guy was arrogant: "I heard it in both ears at the door of my eldest brother's office, and Lao Bai also said, this time we will see how my eldest brother will deal with it."

With that said, he went to look at Tang Li again, unable to hide his schadenfreude: "You have to be careful, if you're not careful, my eldest brother will have another lover."

Tang Li replied: "Then you have to be careful, the devil likes to provoke bad children, especially those who are as beautiful as you, he likes to collect stamps."

Song Jingtian was curious: "What stamps are you collecting?"

"It's just a collection of all kinds of small birds." The scissors in Tang Li's hand clicked.

Hearing this, the little guy unconsciously clamped his legs.

At the same time, the capital, Fuyuan Bamboo Garden.

Sitting opposite Song Boyan was a woman with a gentle temperament.

The slanted bangs are already slimming, and the slightly curly brown medium-length hair complements her delicate face.

She put the teacup on the table and looked up: "As soon as I come, you will send Sedum away, are you afraid that I can't help but recognize him when I see him?"

There are five more tonight, I will continue~

Don't panic, Mr. Song has no old lover~

The little guy should worry about himself..._(:з"∠)_