Chapter 162 I Won't Touch You Again (1)

Song Qingchun stopped suddenly when he was drinking RIO.

When playing cards, people who win money usually treat guests, but after seven o'clock in the evening, she can't control her time.

If she refuses, it seems a bit too petty. If she agrees, what if he doesn't allow it?

Song Qingchun didn't know how to respond, so he subconsciously glanced at Su Zhinian.

"It is indeed necessary to treat guests, and to invite a big one... Where should I go?" The president accepted Tang Nuo's proposal, and while thinking, he turned his head and looked at Song Qingchun: "There is a resort nearby. It’s not bad, it’s for game, or is it there?”

Seeing that Song Qingchun hadn't spoken, the president added: "Youth, don't worry, the money Su Zhinian lost to you is more than enough for a meal..."

Before the president could finish his words, his gaze was fixed on Song Qingchun's hand bowl holding RIO, his brows frowned, and he lost his voice: "Youth, what's wrong with your wrist?"

While talking, the president stretched out his hand towards Song Qingchun, but before his fingertips touched Song Qingchun, Song Qingchun was the first to recover, and with a little panic, he slammed his hand towards the mahjong Hiding under the table, because of too much force, RIO splashed out and sprinkled her all over.

"Why did you have such a big reaction?" The president laughed, and hurriedly took out a tissue from the side, handed it to Song Qingchun, and then asked with concern: "Did you hurt your wrist, it seems to be bruised a lot, what did you do ?”

Song Qingchun shook her head, said nothing, her face became a little pale, she wiped the liquid off her clothes with a paper towel, and then belatedly thanked the president.

"What? Elementary school girl, your wrist is injured? Did you apply some ointment? Is it serious? Let me see..." Tang Nuo said, stood up, and walked around the mahjong table towards Song Qingchun. come.

Just as Tang Nuo took two steps, Song Qingchun stood up from her seat with a slap in the face. Her two hands grabbed the cuffs of the sweater and covered her wrists tightly, as if she was afraid that someone would see her same, lowered his head, and said urgently and quickly: "I'm going to the bathroom!"

Then he turned around, and left in a hurry as if fleeing for his life.

"Ah...what's wrong with this girl?" Tang Nuo stopped in his tracks and asked in confusion.

The president of the student union shrugged his shoulders and put on a gesture that I didn't know. After a while, he said, "However, Song Qingchun has always been very lively, but today he is very quiet. He seems to have something on his mind?"

"Su Zhinian, what's wrong with little junior sister?" Tang Nuo turned his head and looked at Su Zhinian. After all, they live together, so they should know some reason, right?

Su Zhinian lowered his head, staring at a card in his hand, he didn't know what he was doing in a daze, after a while, he raised his head, his eyes were a bit erratic, he let out a "hmm", and then kicked away behind him out of the chair, lost his mind and said "I'll go out for a while", and then walked away.

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When Song Qingchun came out of the bathroom, he glanced at the time, and it was almost seven o'clock.

The president lives in the suburbs, and the 100-day banquet is also held in the suburbs. It takes two hours to go back to the city. She is destined to not be able to return to Su Zhinian's villa on time.

But regardless of whether it was on time or not, Song Qingchun wanted to leave early.