Chapter 899 Mr. Song's Straight Male Aesthetics

Knowing that it was for the groom, Song Jingtian pouted.

But he didn't go away, watching Tang Li cut the tomatoes and tearing the cabbage into pieces, he said sourly: "It's also a good thing that the ingredients here are relatively complete, so you can be blind."

Tang Li rummaged through the vegetable basket and found the beans she wanted.

Ask a chef who has just been free to help fry the beans, and then open the lid of the tea-brewing bowl, use chopsticks to remove the tea leaves and put them in a small clay pot.

Song Jingtian took the opportunity to reach out, twist a piece of tea and put it in his mouth.

The tea is slightly bitter and slightly sour.

Seeing Tang Li adding chili peppers and salt to the tea leaves, he asked curiously, "What is this for?"

Tang Li borrowed a dozen small pebbles and pressed them tightly on the tea leaves, while answering, "This is called pickled tea, and it is used as a condiment for blessed rice."

In fact, pickled tea should be made by rubbing and rubbing fresh leaves. She is just cramming like this.

When Tang Li covered the mouth of the jar, Song Jingtian had already started to eat the second slice of tomatoes.

When Tang Li found out, he was going to get the third film.

They stared at each other, and it was rare for the little guy to give in first, let go of the remaining slices of tomatoes, and go to get the cabbage leaves instead.

As soon as the chubby hand touched the vegetable leaf, he was beaten.

Seeing Tang Li's warning eyes, Song Jingtian obediently withdrew his hand.

Tang Li is not reluctant to give up a few leaves, but because he is afraid that the child will have a weak stomach and have diarrhea after eating lettuce leaves, especially on a day like today, and he doesn't want to be extravagant.

After the chef fried the beans, Tang Li put the ingredients other than pickled tea into a deep dish.

Then, tuck the jars into the freezer crisper.

"Why didn't you do it?" Song Jingtian kept chasing after her.

"Let the tea leaves marinate for a few hours."

Tang Li closed the refrigerator door, "If you make it now, the tea leaves won't taste good."

At this moment, Ji Ming appeared at the door of the kitchen.

On Ji Ming's left hand, he held a custom-made high-end paper box. After greeting Xiao Minglan, he explained, "Miss Tang's clothes are torn, so Mr. ordered a new one, and the store just delivered it."

Tang Li did not change his clothes in Tan Palace.

Because the relationship has not been made public, it is not good to live here for a long time.

In order to avoid some unnecessary troubles, Tang Li never left women's clothes in the guest room.

Ji Mingyi said that Xiao Minglan realized that there was a problem with Tang Li's shirt and did not let people continue to stay in the kitchen.

Knowing that there was a family banquet tonight, Tang Liben was thinking about what to wear.

Even if the people at the same table are acquaintances, but on such an important day, if she dresses inappropriately, it is disrespectful to everyone.

Tang Li carried the cardboard box back to the guest room and guessed it was a skirt. Before opening the box lid, she deliberately closed the door first, then went back to the bed, holding the edge of the box lid with both hands and slowly opened it.

When she saw the style of the skirt: "..."

When Song Boyan came to the guest room, Tang Li was still in the bathroom.

Without urging him, he just sat down beside the bed.

Before Tang Li came out, the vibrating phone rang first.

The call was from Bai Yiqian.

Because the bed was next to the shower room, and the sound of running water was a bit loud, Song Boyan got up and went to the other side to answer.

In the bathroom, Tang Li heard movement outside.

After a long time, it came out.

Although the dress has been changed, I still feel a little awkward.

A few strands of hair that were not completely dried were tucked behind the ears, revealing a small white face, with a dress with a high waist and doll sleeves, which can be said to be full of youth.

"Let's do this first." Song Boyan hung up the phone, then turned around and looked at Tang Li seriously.

Immediately, there was a little smile, and he said, "The style is just right for you."

Good night!