On Saturday, song ran, song Xuan and Yang Haitao went to yipinju with gifts. When they entered the private room, they were all familiar to song ran. They were thinking about Ji Huai's performance of sister bao'er, Chu Yanchuan, the nephew of Chu Yu, the new woman's team doctor of the Second Artillery team, and two men he had never met.

Yang Haitao sent up the red wine in his hand and said with a smile, "I know you like to drink red wine. This is my collection."

Tang Jian took over the red wine: "in the future, you don't have to bring a gift. You just have a potluck. You don't have to be so grand."

Song ran said with a smile: "second brother, your mayor's father, won't you come? With our elders there, we are bound up a lot. "

Tang Jian put the red wine on the table and asked people to sit down: "don't worry, they are all peers, no elders."

Song Xuan also jokingly said: "is it because my sister is the commander's dry daughter, so we can attend?"

One of the men, who could not be named, said: "Tang er must have invited them because they are both beautiful women. It also opened our eyes to us

Yang Haitao said with a smile: "it's a pity that the great song and the small song have their own famous flowers."

A few people smile and say nothing more.

The conversation was lively. Song ran glanced at Chu Yanchuan and Ji Huaiyan and said, "are these friends of the second brother?"

Tang Jian turned a bird's nest to her and whispered, "well, we all grew up in a big yard."

Song ran knew that all of them were the children of high officials. They were all the children of great people with deep background.

She scooped out a small bowl of bird's nest, which was not delicious. She thought that she was only 20 years old. She was not old enough to need nourishment. She took a bite and stopped moving the spoon.

Tang Ji'an's friends are all high-level sons, and they all know that song Ran is the daughter of the commander. Naturally, he will not be too presumptuous in his words. He will definitely not do such vulgar and vulgar behaviors as playing jokes on beauties.

So, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

At the end of the banquet, song ran looked around and said, "no birthday cake?"

Tang Ji'an coughed softly: "we don't do that set by foreigners, and we have decided on longevity noodles."

Song Ran is a little bit more respectable in big cities. In this era, it is popular to eat birthday cake. This Tang Jian is quite traditional.

The waiter came in with a large bowl of longevity noodles and put it in front of Tang Jian. He asked in a soft voice, "do you want a small portion, sir?"

Tang Ji'an looked alienated and nodded: "well, each one will share a small bowl."

Song ran felt his stomach and said, "I'm full of food. I can't eat any more."

Tang Jian glanced at her: "how much to eat, longevity noodles eat health and safety."

Song ran curled his lips: "you are really traditional."

The maid was very young. I didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. When the soup was served, her hand was crooked and the soup was spilled on Tang Jian's sweater.

Tang Ji'an uttered a light Tut, and his brow was not conscious of it.

His good friend Zhou Jing said displeased, "what's shaking your hand? You can't afford to burn the second young master Tang, do you know? "

The waiter said quickly, "I'm sorry, sir. I'm I can help you with the laundry, or you can take it off and I'll give it back to you when it's done. "

Zhou Jing looked at Chu Yanchuan with a look of disdain in his eyes: "didn't you just meet a waiter who wants to help you wash clothes? What's going on? Why do little girls like to help others wash clothes these days