Forget it, even the owner is fascinated. They are not hungry, but she is still hungry. [Source of this book www.
She had better rely on herself and go downstairs to find some food.
By the way, bring them some buns to cushion their bellies.[
She turned around and wanted to go downstairs. As soon as she took a step, a folding fan was placed on her shoulder: "Xuanji, where are you going?"
Ye Xuanji turned around and faced Shang Mo Qingcheng's smiling peach blossom eyes.
This guy is killing others so life-and-death, yet he still cares about himself?
"I'm hungry, so I went downstairs to find something to eat. By the way, do you want takeout? I'll bring it to you."
Ye Xuanji's eyes turned green with hunger.
Suddenly, modern dialect appeared again.
"What takeout?"
Mo Qingcheng casually took a shot and raised his head to ask her.
"The takeaway is...Hey, you made the wrong order!"
Ye Xuanji shouted.
This guy's random move blocked the way for a few white pieces of his own!
The white chess pieces originally advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and everything was going smoothly, but it was not a checkmate chess like the previous game.
Is this guy so good at killing himself?!
Mo Qingcheng looked down and seemed to have discovered his mistake.
He smiled and said, "It's just a mistake if you make a mistake. There's nothing you can do about it without regrets."
He conveniently took down the few chess pieces that he had killed.
Whatever is wrong is wrong. If he loses, it will be her money that he loses!
Master Minglian also shook his head slightly.
Originally, Mo Qingcheng's Bai Zi had gained a slight upper hand.[
This move was wrong, and the chess game was reversed again, with the black stone gaining the upper hand.
Ye Xuanji kept saying it was a pity, and even Zi Yiren secretly felt sorry for her.
"You haven't told me what takeout is yet?" Mo Qingcheng asked again.
This guy is still struggling with this! 驩訾丨訾举丨騩訾丨丨騨訾 begun to quiver