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

"Dare to look for my uncle." Fu Si whispered softly.

Tang Li had already guessed the identity of the other party.

——Miss Bo family, who was previously given to Song Boyan by the media.

Song Ru was talking to Mint with a smile, when she caught sight of her son who came back, and Tang Li, her brows and eyes softened a little, and then said, "Xiao Si, take Miss Tang upstairs first, your uncle is in your room, wait for dinner, I will let you Auntie Zhang is going to call you."

"Okay, then let's go upstairs."

Fu Si couldn't ask for it, so he took Tang Li's hand and walked to the stairs.

At the corner of the stairs, Fu Si watched his mother and Miss Bo's family enter the kitchen, and withdrew his gaze and complained to Tang Li: "With such diligence, if it weren't for my aunt, it would be unbearable!"

Tang Li didn't answer.

There was only one perception in her mind.

——The eldest Miss Bo family is indeed very compatible with Song Boyan.

Whether it's a family or a job.

If Song Boyan represents maturity and stability, then the Miss Bo I saw tonight should be synonymous with elegance and tranquility.

Unlike Li Shengxia's hidden falsehood, she can be regarded as a model among the ladies.

In Fu Si's room, Song Jingtian was sitting on the ground playing an online game.

The little guy is holding the gamepad cross-legged to operate, and the LCD screen on the wall is the game screen of "Island Survival".

[A man in a dark green camouflage uniform and a mask and helmet was carrying an equipment bag and walked quickly with a gun. He was suddenly hit by a bullet that came from nowhere, and lay on his back. In less than three seconds, the man got up and resurrected. , moved fast again, and was then shot dead. 】

"Fuck!" Fu Si saw this scene and rushed over.

He snatched Song Jingtian's handle.

Looking up at the display, it sure is his level 67 gold account!

...It seems that the golden account can no longer be called.

O(╥﹏╥)o

The golden crown has turned into a silver-white shield.

Level display: Level 48.

The barrage at the bottom left of the display has exploded.

【What are you doing! 】

[What kind of chicken to eat, collectively queue up to go to the toilet to eat shit! 】

[@ Dream of Innocence X: Are you brushing us? 】

[Grass mud horse, committing suicide on his own account, and dragging us together, his heart is poisonous enough! 】

[It must be the enemy's undercover agent, everyone will kill him! 】

Fu Si hurriedly typed on the keyboard to explain to his teammates.

There was no time to play, Song Jingtian pouted.

The moment he turned his head and saw Tang Li, his big black eyes lit up, and he immediately ran to Tang Li: "Why are you here?"

Feeling that his tone was too warm, he regained his restraint a little, put his hands behind him, pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, and squinted at Tang Li: "Didn't you say you were filming? Why did you come to my eldest sister's house?"

Tang Li touched his arrogant little head and sat down on the wool carpet: "I'll congratulate you on your elder sister's birthday, can't I?"

"What about the gift?" Song Jingtian reached out to her.

Tang Li: "..."

Meanwhile, downstairs.

The nanny heard the doorbell and went to the entrance. She opened the door and saw the person coming. She was slightly surprised, and then respectfully said, "The finance minister is here?"

With that said, she turned her head to inform Song Ru who was still in the kitchen, "Madam, it's the finance minister!"

Song Boyan is the Fu family who came up on an ad hoc basis.

The political situation in the evening was cancelled, thinking that Song Jingtian was here, rather than let the Fu family go back and send him over, he might as well pick up people on the way.

Song Ru wiped her hands with a towel and came out.

Seeing Song Boyan, he was also surprised: "Don't you say there is a dinner party?"

"Guo Lindong suddenly had something to do, and the others dispersed."

The name of the game is made up by myself, you don't need to be seated o(*￣︶￣*)o

Is there an illusion of polyamorous love?