Chapter 85: Do you want to go back

After hanging up the phone, Tang Nuan couldn't help but sneer at the corner of Tang Nuan's painted mouth.
Song Yijun, tonight, I want to see how you want to calculate me!
Then, Tang Nuanhua put on a light and elegant quicksand skirt, put on pure black high heels that just fit the feet, and went out with a certain temperament.
Upon arriving at the Huangzun Club, Tang Nuan painted directly to the box.
Not surprisingly, many classmates came in the box, which was lively but also a little chaotic.
Some people sang to themselves, some were punching.
Some people are drinking, and there are also men and women chatting with each other.
At this time, Song Yijun glanced at Tang Nuan's painting and immediately stood up from the sofa.
"Ah, our birthday star is here!"
Song Yijun stepped forward and took Tang Nuan's hand closely, as passionate as anything.
Tang Nuanhua pursed his lips, feeling a little disgusted.
Seeing this, the student next to him couldn't help but ask, "Have you two made up?"
Song Yijun smiled, a sly flash in his eyes.
"Of course, we are the best sisters, even if the temper is only temporary."
Tang Nuan couldn't help sneering when he heard the words.
Who made up with her?
It's just a trick, Song Yijun really can climb up the pole.
"Nuanhua, I even prepared a birthday present for you, I don't know if you like it or not."
"Really?" Tang Nuan painted and smiled, "show it out."
Song Yijun returned to the sofa and took out the present.
"Look, this is the latest Gucci fashion fox leather bag I prepared for you. Does it look good?"
Song Yijun said, increasing her voice, as if she was deliberately trying to make everyone hear her.
The design of the bag is very exquisite, and the leather looks very high-end, with a few fluffs just right, luxurious and lovely.
Others were shocked when they saw it, and they sighed, "Wow! I have seen this bag. It was just launched two days ago and the price is not less than 30,000."
"Song Yijun is really loyal, so generous!"
Everyone praised, Song Yijun listened very proudly.
On the surface, he pretended to be indifferent, "What's the matter, it's only 30,000. My relationship with Nuanhua is much more expensive than the 30,000 gold. Nuanhua, what do you think?"
Tang Nuanhua took the bag, feeling ridiculous in his heart.
Song Yijun really thinks she is stupid, so foolish?
The style of this bag is indeed the latest model under the famous brand Gucci.
It's a pity that Tang Nuan's eyes are like a torch, and he can tell at a glance that this bag is just a fake.
No matter how high the leather is, the feeling of the tentacles is different. This bag can cost two thousand yuan at most, not more.
But after thinking about it, Tang Nuan's painting still pretended to say, "Thank you, I like it very much."
Song Yijun was immediately complacent.
She knew, how could a stupid woman like Tang Nuan painting know that this is a fake?
So he continued to brag, "You like it, but I asked a friend to buy it in the U.S. It's not sold in China."
Tang Nuan painted a wry smile and frowned helplessly.
This Song Yijun is really bragging about not drafting...
Although this bag has just been launched, it is already on sale in Hong Kong.
In addition, the high-end luxury goods in the city are also on the shelves.
"By the way, Nuanhua, I've also arranged an appointment with Gu Yihan for you tonight! How about? Isn't it righteous?"
At this time, Song Yijun suddenly leaned in her ear and said, "But Gu Yihan may arrive a little later, so let's start first.
"
Tang Nuan nodded nonchalantly after hearing the words, "Okay."
Anyway, she has come prepared, since Song Yijun wants to play, she will accompany her.
Then, everyone got together to eat, sing, and play games.
From time to time someone makes a joke, everyone laughs, and the atmosphere is not bad.
After Tang Nuanhua sat in the crowd for a while, he thought that the time should be almost up, right?
At this moment, Song Yijun picked up the microphone and stood up, "Everyone, be quiet!"
The box suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Song Yijun attentively.
Song Yijun really suggested, "So happy today, why don't we play a game together?"
"Okay!" Everyone immediately agreed.
Song Yijun continued, "Well, our game is to spin the bottle. After the bottle stops, whoever faces the bottle will lose. Whoever loses will ask for a kiss to the first person who enters the door. What do you think? kind?"
"OK!" Everyone was enthusiastic.
Tang Nuan looked at everything coldly, feeling calm and composed.
All this is really exactly the same as the previous life.
Gee, it's interesting.
Then the game begins.
Song Yijun found a wine bottle, placed it horizontally in the center of the table, and then began to rotate the bottle.
After the first, second, and third rounds, the bottles all pointed to other students.
The classmate who was accused of playing tricks and refused to kiss, Song Yijun punished the man to drink five glasses of wine.
By the fourth round, it was a little different.
The bottle turned on the table several times without any intention of stopping.
Tang Nuanhua pretended to look elsewhere, but Yu Guangli clearly saw that someone pretended to be holding a wine glass and inadvertently touched the bottle. The mouth of the bottle turned to himself.
Can not help but sneer, suddenly very witty, reached out and grabbed a handful of melon seeds.
When passing the wine bottle, pop one easily.
In the dim light, this action is very subtle.
No one saw the melon seeds and the wine bottle gently rubbing, because of this little impact, the wine bottle changed its direction.
Finally, pointed directly at Song Yijun sitting beside her.
Song Yijun's face immediately froze, "How could it be me?"
It should be Tang Nuan's painting!
Tang Nuan painted at this time, looking at her with a smile on her face, "Yijun, you are really lucky, go ahead and kiss the first person who enters the door."
"But..." Song Yijun looked at everyone embarrassedly and repented, "Or, I still drink the bar."
Pick up the wine glass after speaking.
But where does Tang Nuan painting give her a chance to go back?
As soon as she stretched out her hand, she cut off the wine in her hand.
"That's not okay, it's okay for others to drink, Yijun, you are my best sister, today I am the birthday star, you can't help me. And so many people are watching, do you want everyone Underestimate you, do you think you don't have the guts?"
After Tang Nuan finished painting, smiles all over his face.
The classmates next to him also yelled at this moment, "Yeah, you set the rules yourself, Song Yijun, you can't take the lead in repentance."
"I, but I..." Song Yijun stammered at everyone.
"Oh, it's okay, let's go." Tang Nuan painting added to the flames.
Seeing everyone waiting and waiting, Song Yijun struggled for a long time.
Finally, I had to bite the bullet and stood up.