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

Wu Xuehan glanced at Song Jingtian, approached Tang Liweng and said, "In my opinion, he just wanted to go to the commercial port and was afraid of getting lost, so he pulled you into the water to be his accomplice."

Hearing this, Song Jingtian stared at Wu Xuehan with wide eyes.

——I think she is nosy.

"The driver didn't pick you up from school?" Tang Li asked Song Jingtian.

"Yes." Song Jingtian replied casually, and pointed his little hand to the slope not far away: "Don't stop there?"

Tang Li turned around and saw the car that morning.

Song Jingtian suddenly pulled her aside, and after avoiding Wu Xuehan, his dark and bright eyes looked at her: "Would you like to go to the commercial port? The commercial port has Disneyland, Sweet Tower, and a lot of fun and delicious food, if you go. , I can show you around."

The coaxing tone made Tang Li feel that she was the child who was going to be kidnapped.

"Your family agrees with you to go to the commercial port by yourself?"

"..." Song Jingtian was choked.

Tang Li had long guessed that he must be trying to sneak out again.

Aware that his plan might fail, Song Jingtian hurriedly added: "You don't have to worry about money, I'm ready."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and stroked the schoolbag on his shoulders.

After a while, he took out his canvas pencil case.

Pulling open the zipper of the pen bag, Song Jingtian showed Tang Li the hundred-yuan bills inside: "I brought a thousand yuan in cash, and if it's not enough, I also brought a bank card with my New Year's money in it. Tell you the password and you can go to the bank's ATM to get the money."

Tang Li slightly pulled the corner of his lower lip.

At that time, she not only abducted and sold children, but also stole money...

"Listen to me, do you really want to go?" Song Jingtian looked at her expectantly.

Tang Li pulled up the schoolbag for him, took it over again, and took Song Jingtian's little hand with the other hand: "Well, but I have to think about it again."

The child's little hand was soft and hot, Tang Li held it, and it was like a small fireball lay in the palm of his hand.

She led Song Jingtian to the car.

The little guy raised his head and asked, "Then when will you reply to me?"

"...Tomorrow morning."

Song Jingtian frowned: "Do you want tomorrow?"

Tomorrow is Saturday... He muttered in a low voice, afraid that Tang Li would change his mind, so he chose to give in: "Tomorrow is tomorrow, so you should think about it quickly, or I won't be able to see my big brother tomorrow."

While talking, the two had already walked to the car.

The driver got down and opened the rear door.

Tang Li put the schoolbag in, turned around and told him, "I'll contact you when I think about it."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Song Jingtian crawled into the car obediently.

The door was closed, the little guy lowered the window again, looked at her from the edge, with a little expression of "no way to get her": "You haven't asked my contact information yet!"

So, the two exchanged phone numbers.

Song Jingtian wore a children's watch and entered Tang Li's phone number. After he was sure that he could get through, he left the art academy with peace of mind.

After dinner, Tang Li accompanied Wu Xuehan to the auditorium for rehearsal.

The role of Hermia in the musical has been determined, and Ms. Meng, who is in charge of "A Midsummer Night's Dream", borrowed a female student from the Dance Academy.

In the auditorium, as soon as Tang Li sat down, the phone vibrated in his trouser pocket.

The phone was connected, and the child's clear childish voice came: "I was almost deceived by you, don't you want to go to the commercial port with me at all?"

Tang Li indirectly recognized his guess: "When you are 18 years old, you can go wherever you want."

"So, I haven't grown up yet, you have to accompany me!"