Chapter 6: Really appetite for him

Tang Nuanhua naturally knew what Song Yijun's idea was.
He gently pushed away Song Yijun's arm that was holding him, and chuckled, "No, I will sit with the monitor."
Song Yijun raised her eyebrows and was trying to stop him, but Tang Nuan's painting had already turned away.
Tang Nuanhua sat opposite the squad leader. This squad leader was an honest looking man with a pair of gold-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which looked gentle.
Tang Nuanhua remembered that his academic performance was very good when he was in school, and his previous academic performance was not bad, so the two chatted quickly.
Gu Yihan in the corner of the box saw that Tang Nuan painting hadn't seen him since he came in, and he didn't know why he was a little upset.
He didn't like that woman before. Although she was beautiful, her taste was too unique and trendy, and she was always annoying with strange outfits. He likes sensual women, the kind of women who are charming and coquettish from the ground up.
But tonight, he discovered that Tang Nuan's paintings can also be that kind of woman. She can completely abandon the inexplicable dress and transform into a sensual girl.
What an appetite for him!
Song Yijun came over, seeming to see his emotions, and comforted, "Don't care, maybe Nuan Painting is playing a and indulgent trick! Do you think she used to be such an obsessive miniature, why would she not want to go to you? Lean by?"
Gu Yihan thought for a while, and felt that what she said was right, which made her feel better.
Song Yijun was hidden in the shadows. She was a little skeptical about the sudden transformation of Tang Nuan's paintings, so she watched sharply at Tang Nuan's paintings.
And the Tang Nuan painting over there naturally felt the fiery gaze, and she didn't even need to turn her head to see who was the owner of the gaze.
This woman killed her, she couldn't greet her with a smile, but she could only act with her before turning her face.
Thinking of this, Tang Nuanhua found Song Yijun with champagne, "Yijun, I'm so bored, do you have any fun?"
Seeing that she had come back on the initiative, Song Yijun instantly relaxed his vigilance, and smiled cheerfully, "That's natural, of course you have to drink and have fun on such a big occasion! Come, warm up the painting, as a friend, I toast you!"
Tang Nuanhua lowered his head and chuckled, and naturally did not refuse.
"Nuanhua, every day you face Li Jingyi's icy face, you must be very uncomfortable in your heart, so take advantage of tonight to get drunk! Relax!"
"Okay." Tang Nuan painting responded, and soon a glass of wine was consumed, and Song Yijun immediately poured another glass for her.
Tang Nuanhua knew that she could not drink enough, so she took the medicine to understand the alcohol before entering the door, so she was relieved to let herself drink.
After drinking for three rounds, Tang Nuan showed a blush on the picture. She pressed her temple and slowly said, "I...I'm not working...I'm dizzy. I'm going to the bathroom."
Seeing this, Song Yijun smiled almost inaudibly, and said pretendingly, "Ah, let me go with you."
"No...no, I can do it." Tang Nuan refused to paint, and walked away vainly.
Song Yijun's eyes deepened, and he drank all the wine in his glass.
She came to Gu Yihan and handed him a room card, "Oh, Gu Shao, I have to trouble you, Nuanhua is drunk and just went out, can I trouble you to send her to the hotel upstairs? This is the room card."
Gu Yihan immediately took it upon hearing this, how could he refuse? Tang Nuanhua's dress up tonight is tickling him.
He chased him out immediately, but he didn't see the shadow of Tang Nuan's painting. He touched his chin and walked into another corridor.
At this moment, Song Yijun took out his mobile phone and quickly edited a text message and sent it to Li Jingyi.
"Young Master Li, I attended a class reunion with Nuanhua, but Nuanhua had a drink. Gu Yihan sent her back to the room just now. I don't know if they will..."
At the same time, the Li Group.
Li Jingyi just walked out of the meeting room. He was in meetings all afternoon today, and he was almost so busy that he didn't have time to look at his phone.
Suddenly he felt a little irritable. He opened the phone and saw the picture painted by Tang Nuan-she was wearing a lavender dress and smiling brightly like a flower.
He rarely sees her like this, staring blankly.
At this time, the phone prompt sounded again, and he saw the text message sent by Song Yijun, and within a few seconds, his face instantly became gloomy.