Chapter Twenty-Seven: Kill a Beautiful Lady Halfway

And said that as long as Han Chengze went back, Qingqing sighed, and suddenly looked at him with a strange look for a long time, seeing that Han Chengze was about to panic, Fang said: "I should have sent you back, but I don't know when you come again, and I can't bear to let you always make a raft by yourself." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info will stay a little longer, and talk with me for a while. ā€

Han Chengze had no other way, and he was afraid of showing his impatience to provoke her, so he had to follow her to the back. I saw that in a small pavilion in front of me, there were two maids standing, with a chessboard and chess box in the middle. Seeing the two of them coming, the maid named Li'er stepped out of the pavilion like a willow in the breeze, and saluted in front of Qingqing: "It's all settled, please go to the master." Qingqing nodded slightly, and her feet didn't stop, but the poor glanced at Han Chengze with resentment.

Han Chengze didn't seem to see it, so he only followed Qingqing forward, but Li'er couldn't, so he had to follow back. Qingqing sat down, then said to him with a smile: "Don't say that I take advantage of you, you can be in charge of this game." ā€

Han Chengze is not too familiar in this, but he thought that he should not be worse than Jia Baoyu, so he also smiled: "If you really want not to take advantage of me, you should choose one that I am good at." I chose this alone, so I was relieved to see that I was ugly. ā€

Qingqing smiled softly, glanced at him, but said to the maid beside him: "I'll talk to Gongzi for a game, I don't need you to serve, just go down." The maid behind Han Chengze answered, and the lady hesitated slightly, and then followed. Qingqing watched the two go, turned around and looked at him with a smile, and said coquettishly: "I taught her to go, don't hold this cold face, teach me to be scared when I see it." ā€

Han Chengze thought about Jia Baoyu, and said: "What do I have to worry about her, but she is just a fool, it's a pity that she was born so well." Let's talk about it now, what is it good to take to make a lottery? ā€

Thinking about Qingqing's words, it was just talking, and when he heard him talk about the color head, he smiled and said: "That's it, before the next son, I will think about the color head first, but I'm afraid that I will lose." Besides, what can I teach you to look at? ā€

Han Chengze said: "Our sisters there are often stubborn with me, regardless of what jade sachet to make a colorful head, but it is just a meaning." You've got that. As he spoke, his gaze turned twice on Qingqing's waist.

Qingqing followed his gaze, saw the sachet hanging on his waist, thought for a moment and said, "What can this be worth, if I use it, I will be stingy." In this way, if I lose, I will give you this agarwood incense bead; If I win, you will stay with me for a day, okay? ā€

As he spoke, he took off a shining pearl pendant from his ear, the pearl was only the size of a finger's belly, and it looked like it was made of water, very moist, and from time to time it folded out rainbow light. Han Chengze stroked his palms and smiled: "It's amazing, then didn't I take a big advantage?" But since this is a pair, you can't be stingy, you should give it all to me. ā€

Qingqing didn't argue, and sure enough, she took off the other one, put it on the side of the stone table, and said, "I'll put it here for you to see, just hoping that you will lose a game, and you won't be able to get it if you want to." ā€

The two of them laughed and laughed, and they had already begun to fall. Han Chengze is not very good at this, although Mr. Shen said that he taught him homework, but this qin, chess, calligraphy and painting things, he also taught some things when he had nothing to do. Counting the poems, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings, chess is still a fluke to learn well.

In an instant, Qingqing lost another son, and Han Chengze twisted a son in his hand, squinting his eyes and pondering. This Qingqing's chess path is unusual, and as far as the eye can seem, it is like asking for a dead end. After thinking about it for a while, he said after a while: "Your chess move is strange, and it is really different from us." ā€

Qingqing fell very fast, as if he didn't think about it at all, followed by him and said with a smile: "Don't laugh at me, it's just stubborn, and it's limited to lose, I'm not like you, I can be bored all day long." ā€

Han Chengze was about to settle down again, so he might as well come to a maid outside the pavilion, although her clothes were not much different, she was dressed more prominently than the previous two: she only had a few braids on her head, which were loosely curled, wearing a few pearl hair rings, and red and green cat's eyes; There was a pair of jade bracelets on each wrist, and a pink corset was tied to the outer shirt, but there was no material to be seen, and the tassels were hung with a few jasper rings, which hung softly down to the calves, and swayed gently with the corners of the skirt. The color of peach and emerald green was originally a bit vulgar, but when worn on her, it was pleasing to the eye, and there was nothing more suitable to look at.

Han Chengze just glanced at it, but because she was dressed freshly, he stopped for a while. Qingqing looked up and looked at him, then said with a smile: "Why did you come out again, where did the two of them hide?" ā€

The maid walked closer, a pair of eyes watery looked over, like two water beads, wet looked at Han Chengze and glanced at it, Fang said to Qingqing: "Where do they dare to come, just say that you have a man-eating tiger here, and if you can't come again, I have to run hard, by the way, see what this tiger looks like, and it can be regarded as opening my eyes." ā€

Qingqing smiled for a while, and when she saw Han Chengze's ignorant face, she said, "You little hooves, are you going to die?" In the past, I was a bully, but now visitors dare to joke and deliberately call me rude. ā€

The maid smiled, but was a little shy, staggered to Han Chengze, leaned over and said, "It's all slaves, don't you, just ask the son for forgiveness." When the words fell, he knelt down, and the whole person had to lean on Han Chengze's knees.

A burst of fine sweet fragrance came to his face, Han Chengze might as well let her actually make such a big gift, and for a while he was afraid that he would turn around and let her fall to the ground, and he was afraid that she would really pounce on him, so he hurriedly stood up and said: "This sister, get up quickly, you are all so good, how can I blame it." ā€

The woman laughed crisply, got up from the ground slowly, and slowly straightened her clothes, but she didn't look at Han Chengze, but only said to Qingqing: "You see, I have lost a lot, and I can't complain about any worse pool." Only the two of them are full of nonsense, where are such polite guests like tigers? As he spoke, he glanced at Han Chengze, and said with a smile: "Besides, I see, even if it is a tiger, it has to be a paper tiger, and it will be scattered when the wind blows." After saying that, he didn't care what they did, and went down the pavilion with his waist twisted.

Han Chengze was stunned by her coming, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Qingqing looking at him with a smile, and he didn't feel a little embarrassed, so he hurriedly said: "Your maids here are so good, unlike those in our family, they are all submissive, and there is no point in mixing." ā€

Qingqing looked at him with burning eyes, and said, "Since you look at her well, how about I give you?" ā€