Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Song Qingchun sipped RIO's movements and stopped suddenly.

When playing cards, the person who wins the money will generally be the guest of the East, but after seven o'clock in the evening, her time is beyond her control.

If she refused, she seemed a little too stingy, and if she agreed, what would he do if he did not allow it?

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

"It should indeed be a treat, and a big one... where do I think about it?" The chairman took Tang Nuo's proposal and looked over to Song Qingzheng while thinking, "There is a resort villa near here. Not bad, the game is game, or just there?"

The chairman saw that Song Qingchun did not speak, and then added a sentence: "Youth, you can rest assured, Su Zhinian lost the money to you, more than enough to eat a meal..."

The president’s words were not finished yet, and his eyes were fixed on Song Qingchun’s hand holding RIO’s bowl, his brow furrowed, and his voice came out: "Youth, what happened to your wrist?"

The chairman said that he stretched out his hand at Song Qingchun, but his fingertips hadn't touched Song Qingchun yet, and Song Qingren took the lead to get back to God and rushed to Mahjong with a somewhat panicked handle Hidden under the table, because of the excessive force, RIO splashed out and spilled her all over.

"How did it react so much?" The chairman smiled a little, and hurriedly took a tissue from the side, handed it to Song Qingchun, and then cared about it: "Is your wrist injured, it seems that you have bruised a large area, how to get it ?"

Song Qingchun shook her head without speaking, her face became pale, she wiped the liquid on her clothes with a tissue, and then thanked the president afterwards.

"What? Elementary school girl, you hurt your wrist? Did you apply some ointment? Isn't it serious? Let me take a look..." Tang Nuo said and stood up, bypassing the mahjong table and sitting at Song Qingchun's side Coming.

Tang Nuo had just taken two steps, and Song Qingchun stood up from the seat. Her two hands were pulling on the sweater cuffs, covering her wrists tightly, as if she was afraid of being lifted to see Similarly, with his head down, he said anxiously and quickly: "I'm going to the bathroom!"

Then he turned around and left like a hurry.

"Ah... what's wrong with this girl?" Don Nuo stopped, and asked in doubt.

The President of the Student Union shrugged and took a posture that I didn't know about. After a while, he said: "However, Song Qingchun has always been lively, but today it is quiet, what do you think?"

"Su Zhinian, what's wrong with the little sister?" Tang Nuo turned his head and looked at Su Zhinian. After all, the two lived together. Should they know the reason?

Su Zhinian lowered his head and stared at a card in his hand. He didn't know what to be doing. After a while, he raised his head, his eyes flickered a little, and then kicked away. The chair lost his soul, "I'm going out", and followed the steps to leave.

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

The chairman lives in the suburbs, and the hundred-day banquet is also located in the suburbs. It takes two hours to return to the city. She is destined to be unable to return to Su Zhinian's villa on time.

But regardless of being on time or not, Song Qingchun wanted to leave early.