Chapter 161 Sincerity Is Closest to Sadness (10)

Su Zhinian didn't have the slightest intention to respond to Tang Nuo's intentions. He leaned against the back of the chair in a leisurely and elegant manner, touched and sorted the cards with one hand, then slid the cards with his slender and beautiful fingertips, and threw out a "two barrel" .

Song Qingchun subconsciously raised his eyelids to look at Su Zhinian who was sitting on the left, and grabbed the edge of the mahjong. When the words came to his lips, she swallowed them again.

She messed up again...it was his cannon...

Tang Nuo was not afraid of death at all, and said in a strange voice with meaningful meaning, "Su Zhinian, you are not in the mood today, huh?"

Su Zhinian seemed to be really out of shape. After playing cards for so long, it's fine if he didn't win a hand, and he even fired a shot... Song Qingchun's thoughts hadn't settled yet, and Su Zhinian He threw out a "two tube" steadily, then he turned his head, glanced at her, and saw that she hadn't moved for a long time, then turned his head back, holding a mahjong in his hand, turning it over in his palm, from time to time Knock on the table, making a crisp sound.

It was Tang Nuo's turn to draw cards, his hands were busy, and his mouth refused to be idle, so he said to Su Zhinian in a mean way: "Su Zhinian, don't you think you'll lose only your pants? Bar?"

Most of the cards are won not by money, but by mood. Su Zhinian lost more than ten games in a row, but there was no displeasure on his face. He even raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard Tang Nuo's teasing. Then, when the president and Song Qingchun both played their cards, he threw a "two barrel" in a leisurely manner again.

With one card, he has already thrown the "two barrels" three times in a row, and has fired three times for her. If she doesn't play anymore, she won't be able to play anymore... Song Qingchun bit the corner of her lip, hesitated for a moment, and put Pushing the cards in front of him, he said in a low voice, "I'm fooling around again."

Tang Nuo stretched his neck, glanced at Song Qingchun's card, and bumped Su Zhinian with his arm, "Su Zhinian, do you have enough money on you? Let me tell you, go downstairs and turn left, and walk three hundred meters , there is a China Construction Bank..."

Before Tang Nuo finished speaking, Su Zhinian took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a stack of thick money, put it in front of Song Qingchun, and said that the first time between him and her in the past few days Sentence: "Count, how far is it?"

Although Song Qingchun was always winning, he didn't play much. The money Su Zhinian gave was more than enough. When Song Qingchun was about to return the extra money, Su Zhinian said a second sentence: "I'll put it with you first." Bar……"

Holding the money, Song Qingchun was stunned, and then he heard him add lightly: "Let's count together at the end."

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After playing for a long time, Tang Nuo called the waiter to bring some colorful RIO cocktails.

The president unceremoniously took away a bottle first.

Tang Nuo took a bottle of pink, lifted the cap, and handed Song Qingchun a bottle.

Song Qingchun took it over and thanked softly: "Thank you."

Tang Nuo took another bottle and handed it to Su Zhinian. Su Zhinian shook his head.

"Don't you drink this? Su Zhinian, you're a little too strict with alcohol, right? It's similar to a drink. If you have a low degree of alcohol, you can ignore it. If you don't get drunk..."

Probably seeing that Su Zhinian really didn't intend to drink, Tang Nuo muttered a few words, took a sip on his own, and then said to Song Qingchun who was sitting opposite him, "Primary school girl, what are you drinking?" You won so much money today, shouldn't you treat us to dinner tonight?"