Emperor Shaomi's pet order: Husband, come and kiss

Chapter 164 Dishonesty (Part [-])
Du Ruobing made up his mind this time, and Ling Teng in the Song family's old house not far from here also dropped the piece in his hand on the chessboard in front of Mr. Song.

He looked at the chess game in front of Mr. Song who had no way to recover, curled his lips, and smiled slightly in his eagle eyes, obviously in a good mood.

Mr. Song was not in a good mood at this moment.

After losing a few games in a row, and now being generaled again, he stared at the chessboard and the chess pieces in front of him, wishing he could stare and disappear the "rook" that was going to kill him.

Song Qing looked at Mr. Song who looked like this, and knew that he was playing around, so she covered her mouth and smiled secretly.

But at this moment, Old Man Song was in a bad mood. He smiled, although his voice was soft, it still fell into Old Man Song's ears.

Mr. Song moved his gaze away from the chessboard and stared at Song Qing with a very obvious murderous look in his eyes.

Seeing this, Song Qing pretended to cough.

He supported the table with his hands and wanted to get up, but just the moment he exerted force, his hand slipped and stretched forward, which directly disrupted the good chess game, and even a few chess pieces fell to the ground, rolling around .

There were exaggerated expressions on Song Qing's face, surprise, astonishment, and then deep self-blame.

"Oh, I'm old, I can even slip while holding on to the table!"

Song Qing's words were full of self-blame, but if his expression could be more serious, his movements more natural, and the corners of his mouth wouldn't be so big, Ling Teng and Mr. Song might really believe that he really has a little bit of self-confidence. Blame it.

Looking at the ruined chess game, Mr. Song was overjoyed!

But on the surface, he put on a straight face, staring at Song Qing, pretending to be angry.

"You can't even hold the table well, so what's the use of you!"

Having said that, his hand involuntarily swept the chess pieces in front of him, making it even more messy, which once again increased the difficulty of recovery.

Seeing Mr. Song's actions, Song Qing secretly laughed even more happily.

He squinted his eyes, glanced at Ling Teng, then moved closer to Mr. Song's side, and said with a smile.

"How about I help you recover?"

Mr. Song listened, and glared at him, "Recovery!? You think it's... so easy!"

As Mr. Song spoke, his eyes swept Ling Teng's face.

Finally, he picked up the chess piece and patted Song Qing on the head.

"I'm going to win, I was messed up by you, alas!"

No matter how stupid Ling Teng was, he could see what kind of play Song Qing and Mr. Song were talking about, but he didn't intend to care about it, and just sat there quietly, waiting for the two to finish singing.

But, who would have thought that Mr. Song would actually say that in the end, the smile in his eagle eyes became a little bit more, and his thin lips showed a little bit of playfulness.

"If you feel pitiful, I can restore the chess game just now. There are only a few pieces, and the restoration is not difficult at all!"

Hearing Ling Teng's words, Old Man Song was taken aback for a moment, and shyly withdrew his hand from Song Qing's head.

He smiled at Ling Teng, the smile was a little stiff, and there was a bit of embarrassment.

"Hehe, no need, no need! This round will be considered a tie, a tie!"

Seeing Mr. Song like this, the corners of Ling Teng's and Song Qing's mouths became even wider.Song Qing simply stood up, quickly went to the tea room, and started to laugh.

Mr. Song secretly scolded Ling Teng as a "little bastard" in his heart, and he couldn't help being happy when he scolded.

He looked at Ling Teng and thought of what he had heard from the maid earlier, so he stopped laughing and asked Ling Teng.

"I heard that Ruochen is pregnant? The child's father..."

(End of this chapter)