This game was overwhelmed and defeated.

Zhan Mijiang didn't know what he was doing until the end, and his mind was full of her.

The little fairy in front of him frequently looked up at him.

After the start of the fifth game, Zhan Mijiang took the lead, she frowned, thought for a moment, and finally landed.

Falling and falling, Zhan Mijiang found himself slowly beginning to gain the upper hand.

- Obviously, his state in this game is not as good as in the previous game.

The little fairy, who usually falls very quickly, frowns frequently in this game, looking extremely hard and hesitant, and it will take a while to fall.

Zhan Mijiang is not stupid, and slowly tastes the meaning of this.

It's very easy for her to win, and it's so hard to want to lose, especially quietly, so that people can't see that he's losing.

His little fairy also took great pains to let him win a game, and Zhan Mijiang's heart was sweet, and he had to eat more.

The little fairy frowned, sighed, and fell almost with her eyes closed.

After twenty minutes of playing a game of chess, the repeated defeat of the prince finally won a game.

It's just that the winner looks easy, but the one who loses finally breathes a sigh of relief, and it feels more difficult than winning a hundred games.

Zhan Mijiang covered his lips, put away the chess pieces with a smile, and asked, "Do you still play?" ”

"Nope." She refused without hesitation, categorically, as if she was afraid that he would mention playing chess again, and immediately stood up: "I remember that I still have a book to read, so I'll go read the book first." ”

Then he turned around and left.

Zhan Mijiang was quick behind her, and suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

The little fairy turned her head blankly, looking at her with a pair of eyes that were a little suspicious.

The room was filled with ambiguous and dim candlelight, and Zhan Mijiang let go of her hand and took a step closer.

Although he didn't know what was going on, with his instinct, the little fairy still took a step back helplessly.

Zhan Mijiang forced her to the desk step by step, stretched out his hand and pressed against the table beside her, and encircled her in his arms.

"I'm very happy."

The little fairy looked at him.

Zhan Mijiang immediately understood the meaning in her eyes: whoever wins the chess is happy.

She has read so many books, and she obviously talks about the big truths one by one, but in the face of today's situation, she can't react at all, and she is as straight as a modern straight man in the universe.

Zhan Mijiang understood that if she didn't make her words clear, it was simply wishful thinking to think on her own.

He stared firmly at the person in front of him and said softly: "I'm not happy to win chess, it's you who is the one who plays chess with me." ”

Straightforward words leave no way back at all, and you don't need any emotional intelligence to understand.

The little fairy's eyes finally widened, and her ears turned slightly red.

She always looks like a kaolin flower on weekdays, like snow falling on a branch, cold and lonely.

Once you blush your cheeks, you become a different picture.

Another ...... I want to be bullied.

Zhan Mijiang's hand slowly moved to her hand, covering the back of her hand.

In winter, her limbs are always cold, even when she holds the stove, her hands are cold.

At this time, the man's hot palm covered the back of his hand, and the little fairy trembled.

Zhan Mijiang took a step closer, her slender legs against her legs, and slowly lowered her head.

He got closer and closer, and seeing that the kiss was about to fall, the man in his arms jerked him away.

Her face was pale, with obvious fear.

"I ...... I'll go back to my room first. ”

With that, she fled without looking back.