Fortunately, Song Jingtian was a strong boy. He raised his head, spat out the grass and mud in his mouth, groped with his little hands, and finally grabbed a piece of wood and climbed up with strength.
As a result, as soon as he stood up, the ladder fell beside a tree.
Tang Li: "..."
Song Jingtian: "..."
The little guy was too guilty to look at her.
The last time Tang Li climbed a tree with his bare hands was nine years ago.
"How about you slide down yourself?" Song Jingtian praised his wit.
Tang Li also laughed angrily.
I am a bride today.
How can a bride be a monkey on a big day?
Besides, he was wearing a skirt.
"Slippery!" Tang Li picked a few leaves and threw them at the culprit: "Don't hurry up and call someone to help the ladder."
Song Jingtian ran to the main building with a few green leaves on his back.
Watching Song Jingtian run away, Tang Li was no longer in a hurry. He was about to enjoy the night for a while when a clear and smiling male voice came from below: "Is it impossible to get down?"
Tang Li lowered his head and saw the person under the tree.
Even if her vision is not good at night, she still recognizes each other.
Just now at the dinner table, Song Boyan gave her a brief introduction, so Tang Li knew that the other party was called Meng Shu, and the reason why he called Song Boyan cousin was because his aunt was the wife of Xiao Minglan's younger brother who died of illness.
Song Boyan and her registered marriage, except for the Fu family and the Bai family, no other relatives and friends are known.
Meng Shuneng knew that it was from his mother.
Meng's mother works in the Ministry of Civil Affairs.
Therefore, Tang Li guessed that the registration procedure this afternoon should have gone through the hands of Mother Meng.
Meng Shu noticed the ladder on the lawn, bent down to help it up, and put it on the trunk of the red pine and cypress again.
In this way, the top of the ladder goes back to Tang Li's feet.
"You haven't come down yet, are you going to spend the night on top?"
Twenty-year-old Tang Li has read Fengyue, plus his previous life experience, he is much more cautious than his peers in dealing with men and women.
If the other party is an old man, Tang Li might also come down.
In fact, the other party is young and unmarried.
is also a handsome man.
Stepping into the entertainment industry, Tang Li has also seen a lot of good-looking top men. Compared with them, Meng Shu has more extravagance, and he is more educated in words and deeds, just like those famous and noble sons in Korean dramas.
Such people can often easily win the trust of the opposite sex.
But Tang Li looked at Meng Shu under the tree and couldn't feel any favor.
If she is Meng Shu, in order to avoid suspicion, she should retreat far away when she has set up the ladder.
"Really don't plan to come down?"
Meng Shu did not restrain his smile.
That tidy posture is like eating a man on a tree.
Tang Li glanced at the lit main building of the Tan Palace, and when he looked at Meng Shu again, his voice was full of anxiety: "I'm afraid that I will climb the ladder and fall over again."
"It's not like I'm down there." Meng Shu saw that she had just stretched out a foot, then she retracted it, stepped forward to support the ladder, "Is this the boss?"
"You hold it with both hands."
Meng Shu cooperated, placing his hands on the ladder.
A gust of night wind blew lightly, and tree shadows swayed from the hem of the fine-plaid skirt.
Tang Li said: "Then I can go down."
Meng Shu raised his head when he heard the sound, something fell from above, he couldn't see what it was, and the bridge of his nose suddenly hurt: "..."
At this moment, the voice that he was very familiar with also sounded behind him: "There are flowers on this tree, one or two are all stupid here?"