Chu Qingyue has already sat down, that was his previous position.

Mu Qingluan stood at the door, a little dazed.

His eyes fell on the well-maintained chess piece. When his moving eyes met his gentle and smiling eyes, he nodded in a strange way.

Go forward and sit down opposite him, Mu Qingluan habitually held the black spot.

She used to like Baizi, but after playing chess with him, she habitually went back to get the blackzi.

Because I always feel that the pure whiteness is so beautiful when he pinchs his fingertips.

"I'll come first this time."

In the past, Mu Qingluan would come first every time, and Chu Qingyue would let her.

He has a very good chess skills. Mu Qingluan has always known that every time he plays chess, he either loses or draws, but he has never won. He also knows that this man has mercy.

She didn't play other chess well, but she had a certain talent in Go, but she couldn't beat him.

Playing chess with him was just a peaceful state of mind, and she never thought of winning once in front of him.

But today, after five years of playing again, she really wants to beat him.

The feeling was so strong that from the beginning of the first piece, she devoted herself to it and never looked at his face once.

So she would not notice that Chu Qingyue looked at her countless times with thoughtful eyes.

There have also been gods countless times.

Perhaps the five years of hard work has not been in vain. The last son fell, and Mu Qingluan narrowly beat him a little bit.

Looking at the victory, Mu Qingluan finally smiled, raised her eyes and smiled, "I won."

Chu Qingyue was still holding a white piece in her hand, rubbing the chess face with her fingertips, and the corners of her mouth were warm, as if she was still a trace of doting that outsiders could not see through.

After a moment, Chu Qingyue put down the chess piece in her hand, just like five years ago, every time he did not have a draw or lost, he would always rub her head habitually and mess up her tidy hair.

And every time she would spread her teeth and rub his hair into her.

It seemed that there was no five years between them, with familiar movements and familiar smiles, but the result told her that it was different.

"You won."

Mu Qingluan, who was trapped in his smile, finally came back to her senses.

I stood up because I was too fast and my knee hit the chessboard and the chess piece fell to the ground. Fortunately, the table was not high and there was a carpet underneath. The chess piece did not break after falling.

With a hint of paleness and embarrassment on his face, Mu Qingluan said calmly: "I'll go out first, you have a good rest."

Without going to see his hand in the air, Mu Qingluan hurriedly left the room. The moment the door closed, Chu Qingyue's hand slowly lowered, and she was leaning against the wall and gasping violently.

Chu Qingyue looked at the chess pieces scattered on the ground, the sound of her rushing escape, and the violent she deliberately kept it but didn't want to be discovered since she came back.

She thought she was doing something unaware of it, but she didn't know that she used to treat others in this way.

How could she hide it from him?

I squatted down and slowly picked up the chess pieces one by one. My eyes were a little abrupt. I picked up a few but sighed again, which was meaningful.

He is three years younger than her, but they always get along with him three years older than her.

...

Everyone had a break at noon, and Mu Qingluan did not leave her room for the afternoon event.

In the evening, Chu Qingyue took the initiative to pick up her child from school.
Chapter completed!