The host wants to be human today

Chapter 908 Telling My Identity I Scared You To Death 21
Is he asking too much?
After thinking about it carefully, in the end, for his own safety, he still didn't take it back, but just added something.

"Aside from these points, I don't care what else you do."

Li Tang groaned twice, chose to float on the sofa, lay down, and then pulled the pillow beside him to hug him, leaving only his back.

Clearly accusing him of his behaviour.

The little girl was still wearing that cloak, and she was shrinking on the white sofa like a ball of black sesame seeds.

The boy hooked his lips in a funny way, and comforted him.

"I'll try to burn your clothes later?"

Li Tang blinked her eyes, pricked up her ears reservedly to eavesdrop, a little moved.

Taking her small movements into his eyes, Song Lizhao narrowed his eyes and casually added.

"Do you want a sweater? Or a skirt?"

Seeing the other party move to the side of the sofa, as if he wanted to hear more clearly, the boy raised his eyebrows and spoke with a smile.

"Still, let's see if there is anything to eat?"

Li Tang sat up in a jerk, and with a pillow in her arms, she floated over here, her soft and waxy voice resounding loudly.

"all I want!"

Children only make choices, she is already a mature adult, so she wants both!

Afraid that he might not understand what she meant, the little girl raised her little hand to emphasize again.

"I want clothes, a sweater and a small skirt, um, and food!"

Unexpectedly, she would suddenly stand in front of him, the boy subconsciously tilted his head back, and then he couldn't laugh or cry.

"it is good."

Sure enough, she was still a little girl, so easy to coax, and all emotions were written on her face.

I guess I haven't experienced any social dangers, just like a piece of white paper.

Thinking of this, he sighed slightly in his heart.

"Watch TV first, I'll buy it for you after I finish eating."

Li Tang thought for a while, and felt that what he said made sense, so she nodded.

"Good~"

It's just that the little body just floated away, and seemed to think of something, and spoke slowly.

"You have to eat quickly, it will be lumpy after the meeting."

Song Lizhao: "...OK."

It's really hard for her, and she still has to rack her brains to hint to herself.

...

after an hour.

Song Lizhao squatted on the ground, holding a piece of paper in one hand and a lighter in the other.

After taking a bath, he changed into home clothes. He was wearing black long sleeves and slacks at the moment, which slightly neutralized the sharp temperament on his body.

For convenience, the cuffs were rolled up a few sections, revealing the beautiful wrist bones, and faintly visible blue blood vessels under the fair skin.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looking serious.

Flick the lighter with your fingertips, ignite the paper in your hand, and throw it into the iron basin in front of you to ignite the wood.

Seeing smoke rising from success, the young man's brows and eyes stretched slightly.

Then he turned around and went to get the clothes that had just been delivered.

Li Tang squatted beside him, watching his movements eagerly, and asked curiously.

"Can this really be worn?"

Song Lizhao glanced sideways at her, thoughtful.

"I watched TV dramas like this before, so it should work."

The little girl said oh, and her little hands grabbed her sleeves nervously.

"Well, what if it doesn't work?"

She likes these skirts, if they can't, they will be wasted.

Seeing the emotion on her face, the boy threw the skirt in without any hesitation, and then chuckled.

"No, then try another method, raising you... There is still no pressure."

Anyway, he is also a well-known Young Master Song in the capital, so he can't afford to burn a few skirts.

If it doesn't work, just ask some Taoist priests.

(End of this chapter)