"OK then."

Tang Nuan’s paintings really couldn’t stand Li’s soft and hard froth, so she closed her eyes, drank a big sip of milk, and then continued to act like a baby to Li’s wife, “Li’s wife, Li’s wife, the most beautiful and kindest and most lovely Li’s wife in the world , I want to eat sour plums, or just give me the sour plums again, okay? I promise, I will have a sense of measure and will not eat too much!"

"Really?" Sister Li still didn't believe it.

"Oh, it's true. Just believe me, Sister Li. I will definitely eat in moderation, not too much. And I don’t like to eat sour. I just think that sour plum gave me a kind of It feels fresh, so I want to eat more. You can give me those sour plums, okay?"

When he said this, Tang Nuan painted a cute face, as if she was a little girl looking for elders to eat candy.

Aunt Li saw Tang Nuan's lovely look, her heart softened, how could she not be willing to meet the requirements of Tang Nuan's painting?

"Oh, forget it, since the young lady likes eating so much, let's take it, but remember to take it in moderation."

"Yeah, I will!" Tang Nuanhua promised with a smile.

After that, Sister Li went to get the sour plum for Tang Nuan's painting. She took the sour plum from the refrigerator, poured it all into a transparent glass bowl, and gave it to Tang Nuan's painting.

Tang Nuanhua suddenly smiled with joy, "Thank Sister Li!"

After that, she went upstairs with sour plum happily, and even twisted her waist as she went upstairs, enough to show how happy she was.

Sister Li was behind, smiling at the back of Tang Nuan's painting, thinking that this young lady is really a weird girl.

Sometimes the young lady feels like an angel, especially when she laughs, she is so bright and sweet that she doesn't know where to see better than the female stars on TV.

But sometimes, the young lady gave people a feeling of aura.

To describe it in a sentence that young people like to say nowadays, it is probably salty or sweet, and the appearance is amazing.

"Well! It's really delicious. Although it's sour, it's really sour to my taste." After a while, Tang Nuan began to "enjoy" after returning to the room.

Even the five sense organs are so sour that they are crumpled together, which does not affect the taste of Tang Nuan's paintings.

She thought happily, oh, why haven’t we found that sour plum is so delicious before?

She used to eat fruits. She always liked to eat those sweet and full of water, but now it seems that sour fruits also have the benefits of sour fruits.

Thinking about this, Tang Nuan's paintings became more exciting.

"I want, you are by my side, I want you to dress me up, the wind blows this night..."

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Tang Nuanhua was biting a sour plum in half. Hearing the sound of the phone, he first took the phone and took a look.

Finding that it was Lin Nanxiang's call, he quickly pulled a piece of paper and wiped his hands clean, then smiled and answered.

"Hey, Nuan Hua, are you okay now?" After the call was connected, before Tang Nuan could say a word, Lin Nanxiang's eager voice came.

"I'm pretty good." Tang Nuan's painting replied naturally.

Hearing Tang Nuanhua’s answer, there was a clear sigh of relief, Lin Nanxiang relieved, “Nuanhua, you’re fine, that’s really great. I saw the news about you in the morning. I'm worried about you."

"By the way, how is your uncle now?" Lin Nanxiang asked.

She went to the banquet last night, but when the incident happened, she happened to go to the bathroom to solve the big problem, so she missed the scene.

By the time she came out of the bathroom, the scene had been completely sung, and only Li Jingyi was in Shanwei.

After that, Lin Nanxiang learned the whole story from Li Jingyi's mouth, and only then faintly worried.

Fortunately, now that Tang Nuanhua said that he was okay, Lin Nanxiang felt more relieved.

"Then Nuanhua, when will you come to the company? There are still many jobs waiting for you to sign." Finally, Lin Nanxiang asked.

"I'll go there this afternoon." Tang Nuan answered in a picture.

"I took care of my dad in the hospital last night. Although I slept all night, I didn't sleep well and felt very tired. I will go there when I rest at home. Don't worry." Tang Nuanhua said.

"Hmm! Okay." Lin Nanxiang had no other doubts.

After that, the two hung up the phone.

But at this moment, the accident happened.

Tang Nuan painting didn't know what was wrong, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, as if someone was using a knife to stir the internal organs in her abdomen.

"Ah..." Tang Nuan's painting really couldn't support the pain, and fell on the sofa with some difficulty.

Could it be the problem with the plum just now? She thought to herself.

After that, Tang Nuanhua shouted for help, "Ah, ah, my stomach hurts, come on..."

It's a pity that the voice is too small, and Sister Li, who is holding the mop in the living room, did not hear her. Even if Tang Nuan painted her strength, no one heard her cry.

No, no, it's so painful!

Tang Nuan's facial features were tightly screwed up, and she wanted to continue like this, she would faint in pain, and she had to ask for help immediately!

Thinking of this, Tang Nuan painted immediately looked around for something that could help him ask for help.

Yes, cell phone!

Tang Nuanhua quickly took her cell phone and was about to call someone. At this moment, a more severe pain surged over again. Tang Nuanhua had just dialed Li Jingyi's number. Before he could answer it, the person was already there. It fell to the ground completely.

"Hello? Hello?"

After the call was connected, Li Jingyi shouted several times on the other side of the phone, but he didn't hear Tang Nuanhua's answer, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

What's the matter with this girl, but she doesn't speak when she calls, is it possible, what's the danger?

But didn't this girl also send text messages just now, saying that she has eaten sour plums at home? In WeChat, there was a picture of sour plum taken by Tang Nuan.

There shouldn't be anything wrong, right? It may be that the girl is careless, and it is not necessarily the wrong order.

Thinking about it this way, Li Jingyi didn't worry any more, he hung up the phone and continued to deal with the work at hand, his serious look was beyond comparison.

The thin fingers hold a brand-name fountain pen, and randomly throw a fluent signature on the place where the signature is needed. A single tens of millions of business will begin to take effect.

However, being so busy, Li Jingyi suddenly felt anxious inexplicably.

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