Chapter 667: Who are you with

Hearing this, Tang Nuan's painting obviously stopped.
Looking at Ming Ye's eyes steadily, she realized that Ming Ye's expression was somewhat inexplicably gentle, completely different from the cold and cold look of the enchanting before.
Uh……
Tang Nuan painting suddenly had a bold idea!
Mingye shouldn't, shouldn't she like her?
Ohmygod!
What does not exist does not exist!
Tang Nuan couldn't believe it. He said that he must be passionate about himself. After all, there was no story between Ming Ye and her in the last life!
Is it possible that after living here for a few days, Mingye has been in love with her for a long time?
It's over, it's over, it's over... Tang Nuan painting thought of this, inexplicably flustered.
"what are you thinking?"
Seeing Tang Nuan's uneasy look, Ming Ye wanted to laugh inexplicably.
You don't need to think about it. Tang Nuan's little head must be thinking about it.
Mingye had no choice but to explain indifferently, "Ahem, don't get me wrong, I mean, if you erupt in front of me, you might provoke me, and then you will be dead!"
call--
"So you meant that!" Tang Nuan painted a sigh of relief.
Then she stared at Ming Ye fiercely, saying that she was a bastard, and knew that she was talking nonsense. Just now she almost pretended to be passionate and mistaken that Ming Ye had feelings for her.
If you have feelings, it will be over!
After all, she just treats Mingye as a friend. If something abnormal happens, wouldn't it be troublesome?
Of course, on the surface, Tang Nuan's painting is still serious, and smiles silently, "Okay, you will know that you are stubborn with me all day long, but you are still a famous arms tycoon."
After speaking, Tang Nuanhua didn't want to stay in the room, so he found an excuse to go out, "I'll see if the doctor has come, this blood eagle is too slow."
Then turned around and left.
"Hey……"
Ming Ye had to watch her leave the room dryly, and then sighed funny and helplessly.
In fact, he didn't know why he said those words just now.
Does he really like this girl?
It should be impossible, right?
Thinking of this, Ming Ye suddenly laughed at herself, "What are you thinking about, that girl is like a tomboy all over, how could I like her? It must be an illusion."
Then Ming Ye obliterated this illusion, when nothing happened.
But after a while, the doctor came up to re-dressed Ming Ye, and Tang Nuanhua returned to his room after seeing that Ming Ye was fine.
After returning to the room, Tang Nuanhua first took a fragrant hot bath, and then collapsed on the bed like a paralyzed body.
Although the body was exhausted, it was still early, and Tang Nuan was not sleepy when painting, so he simply took out a book from the bedside table and looked through it.
After taking a few casual glances, I felt bored again, so I had to put the book back in place, and then lay down on the bed and began to meditate.
"Hey..." Tang Nuan painted suddenly sighed in contemplation.
"Why didn't Baicheng contact him? Didn't he save Song Yijun? Then I can't save my father?"
In fact, Tang Nuanhua kept Song Yijun in custody these days because he was waiting for news from Baicheng.
Because she guessed that if Baicheng cared a little bit about Song Yijun, she would definitely ask for a ransom.
At that time, as long as he proposed to exchange his father's life for Song Yijun's life, he would be able to rescue his father Tang Zhen.
This is undoubtedly a panacea.
But the headache is that two days have passed, why is there no news from Baicheng?
Isn't he going to rescue Song Yijun?
After thinking about it, Tang Nuan painting seemed to be overuse of his brain, and suddenly felt a headache.
"Rely..." Tang Nuanhua cursed in a low voice, unable to think anymore, and simply covered his head with a split headache and put it under the quilt.
Hey, forget it, if Baicheng really doesn't plan to come to redeem people, then he can only find another way!
...
At this time, it was late at night in China, but Li Jingyi was not sleepy at all.
Hearing that the wall clock on the wall had turned to twelve o'clock, he decided to think that Tang Nuan's painting should have just been nine o'clock in the evening.
What is she doing now? Is it time to wash and sleep?
Is it alone or with whom?
These days, Li Jingyi's insomnia has become more and more serious.
Every time I wake up when I fall asleep, I seem to feel that there should be her breath by the pillow, and I can put my arm around Tang Nuan's slender waist. This night is considered complete.
"President, why don't you go abroad to get your young lady back?"
During the day, assistant Xu Mo couldn't see it anymore, and reminded Li Jingyi when he was dazed.
Li Jingyi was stunned at the time, actually a little shaken in his heart, but finally gave up the idea.
People who are determined to leave cannot be chased back, even if they are chased back, they cannot be held back.
Rather than that, it's better to let her fly freely outside, maybe when she gets tired and tired, she will want to look back.
The next day, the Tang family.
Since Tang Zhen left, the servants in the family have also become lazy. After doing sanitation every day, they sit on the steps in the garden and chat idly.
The servants talked about nothing more than some parents' shortcomings, such as those who have so many children, where they work and so on, as if they can't finish talking.
At this moment, an unexpected guest came to the house.
It has been a long time since Zhao Ruhong came back here. When he first walked into the Tang family mansion, a familiar feeling rushed over his face, which made Zhao Ruhong feel like a soul returning to his hometown.
"Well, this place is really comfortable." Zhao Ruhong couldn't help but groaned, and stepped into the room with high heels.
"Look, isn't that the old lady?" At this moment, the servants who were chatting saw Zhao Ruhong and were surprised.
"Yes, didn't the master have already driven her out? Why did she come back?"
"Quickly tell Uncle Chen! This woman must be fine when she comes back!"
When the words fell, several servants immediately acted, and then some of the servants stopped Zhao Ruhong, while the other gardener called the housekeeper Uncle Chen.
"Oh, isn't this our former wife? Why are you back?"
Just when Zhao Ruhong was about to walk into the Tang family mansion, a group of maids came up and surrounded her eagerly, "Yes, the master kicked you out a long time ago. It doesn't seem to be your home here, right? You are here. What are you doing here?"
The maids have smiles on their faces, but they are full of rejection between the lines.
Hearing that, Zhao Ruhong glanced at them from above, with a tone of disdain, "You cheap servants are really ridiculous. This is my home. I will come back when I love it. What does it have to do with you?"