Young officials seduce pets: the new wife is delivered to the door

Chu Hua couldn't help but stop when she went upstairs, and looked at the two people who were drinking tea comfortably, her brows furrowed slightly.

I don't know how it became her to take the chess in the end.

I always feel that there is communication and tacit understanding between the two people that I don't understand.

They just met each other once before, why does it feel like they have known each other for a long time?

Shaking her head in perplexity, Chu Huaxin went upstairs full of confusion.

And the two who had been chatting casually, caught a glimpse of a woman who had completely disappeared around the corner from the corner of their eyes, and their smiles gradually faded away.

"I don't know if Mr. Mu still remembers what he promised me back then?" Chu Qingyue raised her eyes lightly as she rubbed the rim of the cup lightly with her fingertips. Her clear and gentle eyes were serious and sharp, which is rare only in The gaze that only appeared when protecting Chu Huaxin.

"I never promise easily." Once you make a promise, you have to risk your life to fulfill it.

Chu Qingyue seemed to understand what he meant.

Because he is somewhat similar to Mu Yihan.

Especially in this regard.

Never make promises easily, once you make a promise, you will do it to the death.

"I hope Mr. Mu won't let me down." His tone was calm, just like his expression at the moment, but Mu Yihan didn't feel that he was just talking casually.

He even felt that there was another sentence after this "don't let him down"—otherwise, he would never let him go!

Even this dilapidated body will never let him go.

The tacit understanding between the men stopped the topic after Chu Huaxin came down with the chess piece, and they all looked at the bright man with similar arcs of mouth.

As soon as Chu Hua got down from her heart, she met the two pairs of gentle eyes, was a little startled, and soon smiled lightly, shook the chess box in her hand, stood still in front of the two of them, and was about to spread it out on the coffee table.

"Go outside."

Looking sideways at the bright sunlight outside, Chu Qingyue opened her mouth in a low voice.

It has been raining in Spring City for the past few days, not a lot, and he can't remember how long he hasn't felt that warmth.

Afterwards, even though the sun was out, but because she was worried about her, she felt a little unwell and stayed in the house all the time...

Today, looking at the bright sunshine, it's like feeling it.

Chu Huaxin frowned and glanced at him. Although he tried his best to hold back, she still noticed the occasional intermittent coughing.

He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't refuse to meet the expectant eyes, and finally he could only say: "Put on another dress."

Nodding obediently, she let her get her coat.

Putting on their coats, the three of them came to the garden. What they saw was a piece of green, and even the faint smell of grass could be smelled when the breeze blew.

The sun was hitting the body, making people want to close their eyes and stretch deeply.

The three of them sat down on the stone bench in the center, and then spread out the chess board, each holding a piece, Chu Qingyue was white, Mu Yihan was black.

"You first."

Mu Yihan unceremoniously played the black one first, followed by Chu Qingyue's white one, and that faint soft voice, with a hint of teasing and ridicule.

"Every time Hua Xin plays chess with me for less than 3 minutes, he will definitely lose."

Unexpectedly, he would talk about himself, Chu Huaxin shrugged indifferently after being slightly stunned, "I didn't like playing chess in the first place."

Compared to Qingyue's liking, she can really say that she doesn't like it.

"It's not so much that you don't like it, it's better to say that you are impatient."

Regarding what he said, Chu Huaxin was noncommittal. If she was impatient with something, she didn't like it. How could she be impatient if she liked it?

"I always thought she was weird..." Chu Qingyue continued to speak, although every sentence seemed to be scolding, but Mu Yihan could feel the deep love between the lines.

"It's clearly a picky eater, but it's just that I don't like it." Bai Zi put it down lightly, and Chu Qingyue squinted at the person next to him with his hands on his chin, watching them playing chess, and said with a light smile: "I don't like coriander, celery, Carrots and..." In detail, it turned out to be a long list.

Hearing this, Chu Huaxin couldn't help but feel ashamed, and immediately muttered dissatisfiedly, "I'm not as picky as you said!"