Chapter 395 Talk about love, talk about love
Feng Qinghua said: "Just leave small things like cleaning to the two of them. I have more important things to tell you."
"What's the matter?" Zhan Beixiao said coldly, waiting to see if Feng Qinghua could say Hua'er.
Who would have thought that Feng Qinghua would say it without any shame: "Let's talk about love, talk about love. Isn't this a very important thing?"
Jing Yu couldn't bear to look at what he was hearing. He covered his face and said bitterly: "Nangong Yueluo, you are simply cheating!"
Why should they be the only ones responsible for the trouble they caused together? She used this invisible and ungraspable thing to get her senior brother to give in. How could there be such a woman!
Feng Qinghua glanced at him: "Why don't you come? If you can stand in my position and say such things, then I will go clean it immediately without saying anything?"
Even if Jing Yu has never been offline again, he has not forgotten that he is a man, a man of steel. How could he compromise to such an extent? Moreover, even if he is willing to talk about love with his senior brother, he still needs his senior brother to give him this
What an opportunity.
With this thought, he could only leave dejectedly, and Zhan Qingying immediately followed him.
Feng Qinghua and Zhan Beixiao were the only two people left on the tower. Feng Qinghua stared at Zhan Beixiao with an awkward and helpless expression.
She scratched her head in worry, what should she do next?
She can't just turn around and leave now, can she?
Jing Yu and Qing Ying were still in the tower, maybe waiting for her to leave and then take action. She couldn't leave them a chance.
But she had already let it out. If she wanted to talk about love with Zhan Beixiao, how would she talk about it? Could it be that the two of them really just started flirting with each other and then embraced each other and became intimate with each other.
meal?
Bah, bah, bah, then her sacrifice is too great.
Feng Qinghua patted her head, her face was weeping more than a bitter gourd, she held her head in frustration and stared at the outside of the tower, wishing she could just fall down.
Zhan Beixiao stared at Feng Qinghua without making a sound, just watching her as if she were performing a pantomime.
Feng Qinghua finally thought of a good idea, touched her chin, sat down confidently, and said to Zhan Beixiao: "Your Highness, come, let's talk about love right now."
Zhan Beixiao changed his position, sat sideways, raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you plan to talk?"
Feng Qinghua said: "Let's play a game. Whoever loses and the winner can ask him a question, how about it?"
"Boring." Zhan Beixiao was obviously very dissatisfied with this game.
Feng Qinghua quickly said: "You can ask any questions, as long as they are about relationships, such as who did you like for the first time, who did you fall in love with early on, who was your first crush on."
Zhan Beixiao frowned: "Aren't these three questions of yours all the same?"
Feng Qinghua was stunned when she heard this. She thought back to the nonsense example she just gave and twitched the corner of her mouth: "Is it a question? Haha, you just take it as such."
Zhan Beixiao said again: "You can do anything, but you can't hide it? What if you hide it?"
Feng Qinghua said: "Respect the spirit of the game, okay? You must not lie. You will answer every question without any room for change."
Zhan Beixiao touched his chin, thought for a moment, and let Feng Qinghua beg him for a while before nodding: "Okay, it's really troublesome."
Feng Qinghua immediately said: "Then let's play Go."
She had already made a plan. Go was the slowest in the game, so the time would be up within a few games. After Miss Jiang arrived, Jing Yu would have no way to get rid of the people.
Feng Qinghua secretly rejoiced in her heart, and the expression on her face couldn't help but show pride. However, she didn't notice the flash of darkness in Zhan Beixiao's eyes.
There was also a chessboard on the tower. Feng Qinghua went over to get it. She took the initiative to hold the black chessboard in her hands and said, "I'm black and you're white."
After saying that, without waiting for Zhan Beixiao's consent, he took the lead and placed a black chess piece in the middle.
Zhan Beixiao didn't say anything more. He picked up a white chess piece with his slender white fingers and placed it next to the black chess piece.
Feng Qinghua played the chess pieces very quickly, as if she didn't need to think, but Zhan Beixiao played slowly, which made her a little anxious.
But then I thought about it, the slower the time went, the longer it would drag on. When I thought about it, she imitated Zhan Beixiao and moved very slowly. The two of them were like old people playing chess, one taking longer to think than the other.
, but within a dozen moves of chess, it actually took a quarter of an hour.
Feng Qinghua was happy and impetuous at the same time. She wanted to urge but couldn't do it, and she couldn't hold it in lightly.
Suddenly, Zhan Beixiao was heard saying: "You lose."
Feng Qinghua frowned: "How is that possible? My layout is perfect, and your white chess piece is surrounded by me."
Zhan Beixiao pointed in front of Feng Qinghua. Over there, most of her land had been occupied by Zhan Beixiao. After two or three more seconds, she would be unable to save herself.
Feng Qinghua had no choice but to start picking up the pieces: "I admit defeat. Just ask what you want to ask."
Zhan Beixiao looked at Feng Qinghua's weak look and raised his eyebrows: "Who did you like for the first time?"
Feng Qinghua stiffened for a moment and looked at Zhan Beixiao: "Are you a parrot?"
Why do you remember the question she just said casually? How should she answer this? She has lived two lives, how should she count the person she fell in love with for the first time?
Feng Qinghua's speed of picking up the chess pieces slowed down, obviously she was considering whether she liked the person in this life or the previous life.
When Zhan Beixiao saw her look like that, his expression became solemn. Apparently he didn't expect that Feng Qinghua actually had someone he liked.
Finally, Feng Qinghua said: "My teacher."
At that time, she had just graduated and was assigned to an internship in the research laboratory. The teacher was eight years older than her and took good care of her. Everyone in the laboratory said that he liked her, and she also had a good impression of him.
It was just that she was very busy at that time. When she thought of confessing her love, she received a wedding invitation from their teacher. Her relationship was strangled in the cradle before it had time to see the light of day. After that, the two became very close.
Good friends.
I don’t know if she has this kind of physique, that is, she can turn people who like her into her brothers.
Feng Qinghua was immersed in sadness, and Zhan Beixiao had already said in a deep voice: "Continue."
"Oh." Feng Qinghua started to make her move.
However, Zhan Beixiao changed his previous slowness and became extremely sharp. Feng Qinghua switched from offense to defense, but still lost her helmet and armor. Those who were killed before they had time to make plans left no trace of their armor. She boasted that
She is good at chess and almost doubts her life.
Chapter completed!