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

In her previous life, she never believed in ghosts and gods. However, after rebirth, some phenomena could not be explained by science. Because of this mystery, she also felt awe in her heart.

She has lived a new life, and some people and things are also changing. For example, Wu Xuehan will no longer die because of Ouyang Hua. Another example is Qin Yansheng, who has dissolved her engagement with Li Shengxia.

If there is really a god, she hopes that Song Boyan will not be impeached again in this life, and her body will be fine.

"When I asked for a health amulet, I saw a peace amulet, so I asked for it along the way."

Tang Li didn't tell the truth.

In fact, she is the first talisman of peace.

Then thinking of Xiao Minglan, he asked for the health amulet.

Then she said half-truthfully, "I came to Tan Palace tonight to remind you not to forget to celebrate my birthday with me in the middle of the day."

With that said, Tang Li raised his hand and pulled the shoulder strap on the right side of the backpack that had slipped back to his shoulder.

She wore a V-neck sleeveless streamer chiffon shirt and high-waisted denim shorts, which made her legs look longer and taller.

Different from the black suits and pumps worn by the housekeepers, Tang Li had a pair of white sneakers on his feet, like a scene that had strayed into it, but it was not abrupt.

Life in Tan Gong is busy and boring.

At Song Boyan's age, he has long been accustomed to this kind of life pattern, and there will not be too many surprises, but it is also efficient.

Tang Li's appearance was like a stone thrown into the lake, causing layers of ripples, even if the movement was not big, it still affected his mind.

Outside the main building, the sedan was already waiting.

After coming out of the gate on the second floor, Tang Li turned around and said, "I'll just go down by myself."

As a young female guest, if she was sent downstairs by the president in person, the battle would be too big, so she offered to stay.

After dark, the wall lamps outside the Tan Palace are bright.

Song Boyan stood on the stair aisle, holding the safety talisman behind his hands, looking at Tang Li with deep eyes, the light dazzled in his eyes, and Tang Li could see the gentleness: "You really don't need to send it downstairs?"

Tang Li made a "hmm" sound.

For easy access, she hung her backpack on her chest.

There is also a small teddy bear hanging on the backpack.

At this moment, Tang Li was holding the cardboard box in his hand: "I lied to you just now. I just happened to pass by tonight, so I came to deliver something."

Now that the things have been delivered, it is time for her to go.

Tang Li said this to show that he was not here to stay overnight.

Song Boyan stretched out his left hand from behind and touched her head lightly, not forgetting to remind: "The weather has been changing recently, you still have to take care of yourself."

Tang Li glanced downstairs and was sure there was no one there. He wrapped his hands around Song Boyan's waist and pressed his cheeks to his chest: "Let's hug him before leaving!"

Song Boyan thought it was funny, but he still hugged her.

In the light, tenderness appeared in the man's eyes.

Putting his left hand on the girl's back is a silent soothing, but also reluctant.

No matter what age men and women, when they meet the other half of their hearts, they will always remember them. When they can't see them, they think about whether she has eaten and slept well, and when they see them, they think about what to tell them.

Tang Li turned around before getting into the car, and waved to the stairway again.

Then, bend over and get into the car.

Song Boyan watched the car leave, and then looked at the peace talisman in his hand. It was warm and touching. Even though he lingered in temples in previous years, he was not a true believer, and he never asked for anything in front of the Buddha. Now there is such a person. , more concerned about his own health and safety than himself.