Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Bingci's maxed-out desire to survive left Han Wu speechless.

Seeing that the other people in the car couldn't stop laughing, his eyes turned cold and his tone of voice was emotionless, "Very funny?"

Suppressing his laughter to suppress his internal injuries, Chengge patted his face vigorously before regaining control of his expression.

Others rushed to imitate.

The three fluffy heads shook like rattles.

"Not funny, not funny at all."

"Pfft!" Cheng Ge hurriedly covered his mouth. He almost couldn't hold it in anymore and his eyes burst into tears from laughter.

Ye Wei couldn't help but curiously asked the melon-eating group: "Do they two usually play like this?"

The melon-eating trio nodded tacitly again.

Glancing at them lightly, Han Wu's body sank, his head tilted and he leaned on Bing Ci's shoulder.

Bingci relaxed completely after making sure that there was no backhanded move.

I didn’t dare to look at my cell phone and sat upright.

After a while, the phone vibrated in his trouser pocket.

The eyelids of the starry eyes that had just closed were slightly lifted, and a chilling coldness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Bingci was already pressing the vibrating phone very hard.

He looked calm on the face.

Perhaps she was annoyed by the noise, so Han Wu unceremoniously took out her phone.

When he saw it was an unfamiliar number, he raised his head and glanced at Bingci.

so calm?

Hehe, the calmer someone appears, the more evil he or she is.

With a careless swipe of his finger, the call was connected. He also thoughtfully turned on speakerphone, fearing that no one would hear.

To be honest, Bingci was sweating profusely now.

All numbers without notes are friends she had made before.

For example, the current number belongs to Gui Xuansu who just won the championship.

"Sit here, have you watched the news? Is it time for you to fulfill your promise?"

The call was hung up without mercy.

"Female, voice, sit, take a look, promise, promise." Han Wu said every word almost with his mouth. The temperature inside the car dropped sharply.

The melon-eating trio squeezed each other so hard that they huddled together, their heads wishing they could get under the car.

I just hope that I won't be seen and be implicated in my anger.

Feeling the coldness emanating from the man next to her, Bingci rubbed the center of her brows. When she looked directly into his eyes, Qingjun's face showed a hint of righteousness.

"I met a friend a long time ago. She and I were learning chess in the same chess hall. The sitting photo is a title for the rank in ancient Go. That's what she called me."

Bingci carefully observed his face while explaining.

His face was stern, his eyes were looking deeply out the window, and his lips were pale and pale.

It gives people a sense of dignity and respect that strangers should not approach.

Bingci sat closer to him, turned his face to his, and continued to explain in an extremely solemn manner: "The promise is that I promised her when she was a child that if she wins the World Go Championship, I will give her a set of precious chess pieces."

"Nothing else was promised."

Her voice was soft, with infinite tolerance and pampering.

Han Wu lowered his eyes in despair. There was a layer of moisture in Han Wu's eyes, and the knuckles of his fingers twisted together were white from the exertion.

"Then if you fulfill your promise, you will inevitably have to meet."

Staring at his lips, Bingci took the initiative to cover his hand, sending warmth to him and taking a preemptive strike. "Aren't you going with me?"

The body was visibly shaken.

Han Wu raised his head hesitantly, his eyes dark, "You originally planned to take me to meet your old friend?"

"Ah."

Han Wu couldn't help but couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and asked in a pretentious manner: "Why are you taking me there?"

Seeing that he finally showed off his face, Bingci raised the corners of his lips, touched his face, and said with a proud expression: "I'll take you to show off."

Ye Wei had a full view of the interaction between the two, but he casually took a sip of water from the thermos cup.

There was both surprise and envy in his eyes.

"Master Zhao, please stop at the intersection ahead."

Bingci took Han Wu's hand and shouted to Master Zhao in the driver's seat in front.

"Okay."

(End of this chapter)