Chapter 70

"Tilt, it's the left two squares, not the bottom two." April's mouth is full of tears and laughter.

Gu Qingcheng's Blush seemed to be able to drip blood. She quickly picked up the white son and moved two squares to the left.

"Tilt, what's wrong with you? It's the seat you just moved two squares to the left, not your present seat to the left by two squares! " In April, Gu Qingcheng collapsed.

Gu Qingcheng is a little dizzy by the words in April's mouth. With Tang Shi at her side, the whole person's thinking is somewhat confused, holding the chess pieces and continuing to walk two squares to the left.

"No, no, I'm going to cry!" April this directly collapsed to put down the glass, a wail.

Su Nianhua couldn't help laughing.

Gu Qingcheng is holding the white son, and he is helpless. His face seems to bleed.

Su Nianhua and April were amused by Gu Qingcheng's confused behavior. However, Tang Shi was not happy at all. Instead, what he had just drunk was not wine, but Huanglian. In his own belly, he was rolling and full of bitter bitterness.

He suddenly regretted that he had come to her side while drinking.

Just now, even if you can only look at her from afar, and you can't hear her voice or smell her breath, you can see a real and moving Gu Qingcheng. It's not like now, it's a nervous Gu Qingcheng who doesn't know how to be his own.

Tang Shi looked at Gu Qingcheng, completely ready to let go of the white man in his hand again. He suddenly reached out and held her hand.

Gu Qingcheng's whole body seems to have been pointed at the acupoint, immediately petrified on the seat, holding the chess piece's hand, subconsciously exerting force.

She clearly felt that the palm of the man's hand, with a boiling heat, went straight into her blood along the back of her hand.

Her instinct wanted to take her hand out, but in her heart, she told her that she could not.

So Gu Qingcheng can only let Tang Shi hold his hand so rigidly that she dare not swallow her saliva.

In the Tang Dynasty, it was obvious that Gu Qingcheng's soft and slender hand became as hard as a stone in his palm.

His eyes flashed a glimmer of gloom and frustration, but for a moment, he quickly returned to his usual indifference. The wind was light and the cloud was light. He grasped Gu Qingcheng's hand and put the chess pieces on the position that he had been pointing to in April.

Su Nianhua's chess was blocked, so he could only choose a seat at will and play a black spot again.

This time, the Tang Dynasty did not wait for Gu Qingcheng to respond, he directly ordered a vacant seat and said, "go here."

When Tang Shi was just playing chess with Gu Qingcheng's hand, he leaned slightly towards her side and never left. Now when he spoke, the heat was sprayed on Gu Qingcheng's ear.

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