Heart attack

Chapter 145 Reservation of Interest
In fact, there is nothing to remember. It may be an occupational disease. When you encounter a good idea, you will let it develop and write it down.

"You want to follow me in?"

Tang Hong also responded casually with "Yes", then continued to walk inside, entered the room, and found a place to sit down, busy with the work in hand.

And standing by the side, being left to hang out for a few minutes of the feast, was very helpless, but he didn't want to disturb Tang Hongyi's interest.

Tang Hongyi, who was working, looked more cute, and his posture when he stopped and concentrated was rare serious and elegant.

She is beautiful, with delicate features, enchanting figure, slim, with a seductive charm in her bones. With this face alone, she can walk sideways in this world.

Women, if they have outstanding looks and more wisdom, they will always stand out.

And Tang Hong is just like the person who doesn't succumb to the silt, he insists on being a cloud, and tries his best to explore the best spiritual world.

Tang Hongyi's spiritual world is like an infinitely wide frame outside the world, and it can always be just right and unexpected.

After writing all the inspirations, Tang Hong also raised his head and found that he had come to a strange place. He froze and looked around, and saw that he was already sitting on the bed, reading the feast of the document.

The room was very empty, Tang Hongyi just scanned around and felt that the room was very empty, but she didn't inquire further, so she fixed her eyes on Sheng Yan.

In the feast of work, the back of the head is lowered and the spine protrudes, the eyes are drooping, the brows will be wrinkled, and the fingers are holding the signature pen, quickly signing the name.

If it wasn't for the light rain falling outside the house at this time, she would have thought that she had returned to the life she lived with, when the feast was so serious, there was coffee on the table, and she could drink four or five cups in a day.

The phone vibrated.

Tang Hong also clicked on her mother Song Qingke's and asked her when she would go home. According to this year's plan, it would be impossible to go home.

Unless the filming of "Legend of Jin Yi" can be completed ahead of schedule, with the current progress, there must be more than a month, and it will be almost June in a month. She still has to join Zhou Qiyue's group, and it will be the end of the new year, so she must not be free.

It turns out that time flies so fast, and the excitement of the New Year is still in my ears, and suddenly it is spring.

The snow in Huaicheng has been falling for four full months, and the dignitaries are still stuck in that Christmas. In the blink of an eye, half of April has passed.

The weather this year has been weird.

She thought to herself, and sent Song Qingke a message: There is still a group, and she should be free at the end of the year.

Song Qingke: Okay, then you come back this year.

Tang Hongyi: I agreed in advance that I would refuse all blind dates.

Song Qingke: You think I want to arrange it, but they don't want you.To meet a relative this year, you always have to be there.

Tang Hongyi: OK.

After replying to the message, she raised her head subconsciously. She didn't know when Sheng Yan finished her work, so she looked at her leisurely and said, "Did you finish writing?"

"Yes." Tang Hong also nodded in response.

"Then what, do you want to stay and sleep?"

He tilted his head, smiled at the end of his eyes, and even lifted a corner of the quilt generously, and continued to say in a serious manner: "I don't mind sharing the same bed with you."

"Mr. Sheng, sexual harassment belongs to the scope of legal control."

feast:"……"

Tang Hong also stood up calmly, "Then, I will reserve the right to sue. I wish Mr. Sheng sleep well."

Someone sitting on the bed was taunted by the echo of the door closing, and fell asleep angrily.

At the door, Tang Hong also tried his best to settle down.

Her heart was beating wildly, the sound was loud and super loud, it surpassed her instinctive reaction, and her face flushed instantly.

She lowered her eyes in panic, and went to the bathroom to freshen up briefly.

At night, the house was very quiet, and Tang Hong couldn't sleep either way. For some reason, the quilts were all washed and smelled clean, but they didn't smell at all.

(End of this chapter)