To You, My Beloved

"Qingqin, it is the two grids on the left, not the two grids below." April said in a dubious voice.

Gu Qingcheng's blush was as if it could drip blood, she quickly picked up the white child again, and quickly moved two squares to the left.

"Qing Qing, what's the matter with you? It's your seat that you just moved two spaces to the left, not your current seat that has moved two spaces to the left!" April was anxiously collapsed by Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng was a little dizzy by the words in April's mouth, and Tang Shi was beside her, and her thinking was a bit upside down. He held the chess piece and continued to walk two squares to the left.

"No, no, I'm going to cry!" April immediately put down his wine glass and wailed.

Su Nianhua couldn't help but laughed scornfully.

Gu Qingcheng squeezed Baizi, suddenly helpless, blushing as if he could drip blood.

Su Nianhua and April were amused by Gu Qingcheng's bewilderment. However, Tang Shi was not at all happy. Instead, it was not wine but Huanglian that had just drunk. In his belly, he was arrogantly rolling and filling. With bitterness.

He suddenly regretted that he took advantage of the wine to come to her.

Just now, even though I can only look at her from a distance, I can’t hear her voice or smell her breath, but I can see a real and moving Gu Qingcheng, unlike now, he is nervous and does not know what to do. Own Gu Qingcheng.

Looking at Gu Qingcheng, Tang Shi was completely ready to let go of Baizi again. He suddenly stretched out his hand and took her hand.

Gu Qingcheng's whole body seemed to have been punctuated by an acupuncture point, and he instantly petrified on the seat, holding the chess piece's hand, subconsciously exerting force.

She clearly felt that the palm of the man's hand had hot heat and went straight into her blood along the back of her hand.

Her instinct wanted to take her hand out, but the bottom of her heart told her that she couldn't.

So Gu Qingcheng could only let Tang Shi hold her hand so stiffly, she was so nervous that she didn't even dare to swallow.

Tang Shi clearly felt that Gu Qingcheng's soft and slender hands had become as hard as a stone in his palm.

A glimmer of gloom and frustration flashed in his eyes, but for a moment, he quickly returned to his usual indifferent indifference. Feng Danyun gently grasped Gu Qingcheng's hand and placed the chess piece on the position that April had been pointing to.

Su Nianhua's chess was blocked, and he could only choose a position at will and place a black one again.

This time, Tang Shi didn't wait for Gu Qingcheng to respond, so he directly clicked on an empty spot and said, "Go here."

When Tang Shi was holding Gu Qingcheng's hand to play chess just now, his body leaned against her slightly, and never left, so that when he started to speak, the heat was sprayed into Gu Qingcheng's ears.