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Chapter 260 The first time he called his name

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    Tang Li stood outside the door and did not follow Fu Si directly into the private room. She was more or less considering her identity. After all, she was not from Song Baiyan, so she could not enter in as arrogantly as Fu Si.

    ? ? Many times, this kind of card game is equivalent to socializing.

    She wanted to wait until Si Fu was sure that there was no problem before going in.

    "Why don't you come in?" The ajar door of the private room was suddenly opened. Fu Si appeared at the door and found that Tang Li was indeed outside. He stretched out his hand, hesitated, and finally took Tang Li's left wrist: "Just a few greasy  Middle-aged man, don¡¯t be nervous.¡±

    Pulled by Fu Si, Tang Li walked a few steps inside.

    This private room is much larger than the one next door. It has a warm and white color scheme, and is matched with dark logs with high texture. This kind of decoration echoes the blue bricks and black tiles outside the window, and there is an ancient oriental charm everywhere.

    The mahjong tiles fell on the table, making a dull sound.

    Tang Li Xunsheng cast his gaze over.

    The Chinese-style carved screen partition, through the hollow patterns, she saw several men playing cards behind the screen, with company around them. They looked quite old. They may have been immersed in officialdom for many years. Even though their appearance was not obvious, their conversation was gentle.  His temperament is not something that ordinary people can compare to.

    Across the screen, Tang Li heard a middle-aged man speak in an official tone, his words were watertight but also humorous.

    Tang Li quickly found Song Boyan.

    The position where he sat was facing the carved screen.

    Tonight, Song Boyan was wearing a shirt and sweater, not as formal as usual. It was also because of this that Tang Li noticed him without even taking a glance when he came in.

    The heater is on in the private room and the temperature is not low.

    Wearing a white shirt with a black sweater, the collar of the shirt is exposed, and one button is unbuttoned. Song Boyan has strong features and a slim outline. With this kind of clothing, he will not look "feminine", but will look casual.  Naturally elegant and steady.

    As Tang Li watched, his mood warmed up along with his body.

    "Don't worry about them, let's eat." Fu Si pulled Tang Li to the sofa. Several food items were already placed on the long coffee table: "Just tell me what you want to eat. You can order it now."

    As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter brought another plate of steamed lobster with garlic paste.

    Sitting on the sofa, Fu Si leaned forward, flicked the lobster back and forth with his chopsticks, then picked up the lobster head and told the waiter: "Use this to make a pot of porridge for us."

    With that said, he asked the waiter to bring the menu.

    Fu Si lowered his head and flipped through the menu: "A plate of grilled mutton skewers, a steamed clam egg, and two spring cakes."

    Thinking of something, he turned around and asked Tang Li: "Do you eat spicy food?"

    Tang Li doesn¡¯t have many taboos.

    Fu Si closed the menu, raised his head and said to the waiter: "First bring me a bunch of soy milk."

    At this time, Song Boyan's steady voice came from behind the screen: "Don't just order for yourself, also ask Tang Li for her opinion and order something she likes to eat."

    When Tang Li heard this, his fingers holding the water glass curled up slightly.

    This seems to be the first time he calls his name.

    Fu Si had already leaned forward and answered: "I asked for Tang Li's idea. The steamed clam eggs and spring cakes are all ordered for Tang Li. If you don't believe me, I will bring you the list."

    This report caused a burst of laughter from behind the screen.

    Fu Si rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "The bad taste of a group of middle-aged men is due to my uncle's determination. If it were me, my backhand would be a gas tank!" (Remember this website's website address: www.  hlnovel.com
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