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

Going around the bonfire, Tang Li saw Song Boyan sitting under the tree.

The little novice let go of her hand and ran over first.

Glancing at her outfit, Tang Li's footsteps gradually slowed down. Although there were people around her cheering and cheering, she was still not sure whether she was suitable for wearing this kind of ethnic minority clothing, and she felt somewhat uneasy.

When Tang Li walked under the tree, the little novice squatted and asked, "Donor Song, isn't it particularly beautiful for the female donor to wear this way?"

Tang Li suddenly wanted to cover his small mouth.

Such an inquiry made her feel cramped on the fire.

"We came over just now, and the handsome guy from the next village asked the female donor's contact information." The little novice chattered: "Unmarried people like the female donor are more popular with us than you, Song donor. ."

Song Boyan smiled when he heard the words: "You don't want to be a family now, but a matchmaker instead?"

"No." The little novice said, "I just want to tell you that the female donor is very beautiful, and she will be snatched away if you are not careful."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and squeezed his eyes at Tang Li.

As if to say-

I'm helping you have wood?

Tang Li felt that her cheeks were hot, and she couldn't tell whether it was because of the fire or embarrassment. When she put on this dress, she had expectations in her heart.

She is very aware of her appearance, which is quite beautiful, but it is far from the level of "stunning".

Therefore, when she heard the little novice asking Song Boyan like that, she didn't feel complacent, but... an indescribable embarrassment.

With Song Boyan's status, what kind of beauty has he never seen before?

In those banquets, celebrities and politicians gather, the most important thing is a woman with outstanding appearance, with fragrant clothes and sideburns, and a lot of money. Like her, placed in front of a real lady, perhaps, even a finger of others can't compare.

Tang Li couldn't help thinking of that Miss Bo.

He speaks softly, but not the kind of pretentious gentleness. Every time he smiles, the curvature of his lips is just right, and his temperament is elegant, a little more rude, a little less restrained, and standing there in abundance, at first glance, he has an excellent background. 's ladies.

In contrast, she is really just a little girl from the countryside.

Tang Li thought about it like this, and it was inevitable that he felt a little frustrated. He just wanted to call the little novice over to prevent him from talking nonsense, and inadvertently turned his eyes, but found that Song Boyan's deep and warm eyes were watching him.

That kind of stare seemed to have been there for a while.

"..." Tang Li closed his eyelashes.

Suddenly a little overwhelmed.

The hands behind her back were digging at each other's nails. She glanced not far away, and finally found the reason: "I'll go get some roasted corn."

Before she finished speaking, she turned around and walked quickly to the campfire.

When Tang Li was far away, Ji Ming suddenly said, "Miss Tang is quite suitable for this outfit."

This kind of ethnic minority clothing is not worn by the locals, and in all likelihood it will look gaudy and abrupt, but when Tang Li put it on, it happened to support the exotic style.

While speaking, Tang Li was already standing in front of the table where the grilled corn was placed.

She knew that Song Boyan and Jiming would definitely not eat it, so she took a corn for herself and the little novice each, and turned around to go back. A young guy suddenly came over, blushing slightly, hesitantly blocked her way, and summoned up her courage. He said, "Can I ask you to dance?"

Tang Xiaoli: I have always been unrequited love, making me feel a little inferior~

Er Jiang showed an aunt-like smile: It's okay, no matter how nice others are, Mr. Song will be tempted by you, so you are still the big winner in the end.