"Hmm......"

Just as Li Moyan raised his wine glass and was about to salute the bearded old man whose hand was still slowly sliding up Tang Yihuan's thigh, Tang Yihuan suddenly covered his mouth and vomited.

"Excuse me, I'll go to the bathroom. In the next second, Tang Yihuan covered his mouth, stood up with a "whoosh", turned around and rushed out.

Watching her rush out, inexplicably, Li Moyan actually felt relieved in his heart, when the bearded old man was still confused, he raised the sprinkle cup and gently touched the bearded old man's, and said with a smile in fluent island | Chinese, "Mr. Suzuki, let's continue, I respect you." ”

The old man with the mustache known as Suzuki came back to his senses, smiled and picked up his glass, nodded and continued to drink.

Tang Yihuan's amount of alcohol was actually okay, she didn't vomit originally, but she was disgusted by the bearded old man, and she couldn't be offended directly, so she could only escape in this way.

At this moment, she was standing in front of the washstand in the bathroom, vomiting profusely.

I was really disgusted and scared.

Everything that happened last night, coupled with the hand just now, made Tang Yihuan tremble uncontrollably, shaking while spitting.

I finally finished vomiting, I was more comfortable, and inexplicably, the tears fell again.

However, she knew that she couldn't cry at this time, she ran out halfway through drinking, and then disappeared to see what was going on, when the two mustaches were unhappy, Li Moyan and the vice president of Jingjian were angry, and it was their Tang family who were unlucky.

This was the first time her eldest brother had entrusted her with such an important matter, and she couldn't mess it up.

Stopping the tears in his eyes and washing his face, Tang Yihuan had to go out with his skin on.

"What, you're still going back?" Unexpectedly, she came out of the bathroom, and a low, cool voice mixed with a little smell of tobacco immediately came.

Tang Yihuan looked sideways, and what caught her eye was a face carved with a knife and axe but with a few sneers and ruffian smiles.

"How can I be so unlucky, it's you every time I meet when I'm at my worst. I don't know where the anger came from for a while, Tang Yihuan glared at Li Moyan and began to roar.

Actually, at the beginning, she still thought that Li Moyan was Cen Shaofeng's friend and would help her somewhat.

However, she was completely overthinking.

From the beginning to the moment she rushed out, Li Moyan had only one attitude, that is, to kill her with those two mustaches.

"Every time?!" Li Moyan slightly pressed his good-looking eyebrows, bit these two words and looked at Tang Yihuan lightly, smiled suddenly, took the cigarette from his fingertips into his mouth and took a puff, and then asked while spitting out the blue and white smoke, "I didn't offend Miss Tang, what does Miss Tang mean by suddenly getting angry at me?"

Looking at the man in front of him, stubborn, Tang Yihuan didn't want to speak.

"Yi Huan!" At this moment, a familiar voice came.

With great surprise, Tang Yihuan turned his head sideways and saw Cen Shaofeng running towards her.

"Less sealed. At this moment, Tang Yihuan couldn't hold back, and tears poured out like beads with broken threads.

"You haven't recovered from your cold, why do you drink like this!" Cen Shaofeng came over, looked at Tang Yihuan, who was standing there a little shaky, and immediately hugged her.

Tang Yihuan hooked Cen Shaofeng's neck with both hands, buried his head in his chest, and suddenly cried aggrievedly.

Cen Shaofeng looked at her in his arms, he was distressed, and hugged her horizontally, and then looked at Li Moyan who was a few steps away and said, "Mo Yan, I heard that Yi Huan is for the mistake of the restaurant staff, and is accompanying your two customers, please help me get it done, Yi Huan is drinking like this, I can't drink anymore, I'll take her away first." ”

After the words fell, Cen Shaofeng hugged Tang Yihuan and turned around to leave directly.

Li Moyan leaned against the wall obliquely, the cigarette in his mouth was clearly extinguished, and he didn't say a word, only in his black eyes like splashing ink, the deep darkness of the Tao kept crossing.