Chapter 622

"You said, were you playing chess just now? That's just right, the four of us, let's kill a game."

While Murong Jiuqing was speaking, he gave Ye Beixuan a dark look.

hey-hey…

Play chess with her, this man is dead.

A sly light flashed in Murong Jiuqing's eyes.

She couldn't wait to see Ye Beixuan's face covered with notes.

Murong Jiuqing thought of Ye Beixuan, who has always been cold and noble.

It looked like a bunch of papers were stuck on his face.

that scene,

Just thinking about it is wonderful.

Ye Beixuan met Murong Jiuqing's eyes, and raised his eyebrows coldly.

Is this little wild cat challenging him?

well.

He accepts her challenge.

"it is good."

Ye Beixuan nodded, and uttered a word very concisely.

"Xiao Jiu, your proposal is exactly what I want."

As soon as Yun Mu heard Murong Jiuqing's words, he immediately nodded in agreement.

"Ah."

Mo gave a habitual "hmm".

Finally turning his head reluctantly, he took his gaze away from Murong Jiuqing's face.

"Very good. Mingying, you are the referee, responsible for counting the winners and losers."

Murong Jiuqing said loudly to Mingying.

"no problem."

Mingying nodded, and then asked.

"Miss Murong, can we start now?"

"Wait a second. Mingying, go and get me a pair of scissors."

"Scissors?"

Mingying glanced at his prince in bewilderment.

Ye Beixuan sat there coldly, expressionless.

Seeing this, Mingying nodded, and followed Murong Jiuqing's words,

A moment later, Murong Jiuqing took the scissors.

Facing the note, "Ka Ka" a few scissors...

The pattern of a pig soon appeared in front of everyone.

"Miss Murong, what is this?"

Mingying looked at the vivid pig in front of him, and asked very puzzled.

"Whoever loses later will stick a pig on his face."

Murong Jiuqing said very darkly.

While speaking, he gave Ye Beixuan a provocative look.

"This……"

Mingying hesitated.

A pair of eyes glanced at his prince's face again.

"Just do it."

Ye Beixuan opened his mouth coldly.

"Yes."

The corner of Mingying's mouth twitched, and he nodded helplessly in agreement.

God knows, Mingying was screaming up to the sky in his heart.

My lord, calm down, you must calm down!
Even if you want to please Miss Murong, you don't have to bet on your image, do you?

Mingying silently cursed from the bottom of his heart.

But he didn't have the guts to speak out in front of Ye Beixuan.

Mingying took the pig-shaped note.

Looking at the round figure, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

I had to pick up a pair of scissors and cut them silently.

"At the beginning, the player who rolls to six goes first."

While talking, Murong Jiuqing rolled the dice in the air.

The crystal clear dice landed on the table, exactly "six o'clock".

"Hey, I'll come first."

Murong Jiuqing picked up a red flint stone and took a step ahead with a smile on his face.

Immediately afterwards, it was the turn of Mo, Ye Beixuan and Yun Mu...

The four of them just sat around the table, happily playing.

...

……

After half an hour.

Murong Jiuqing threw away the chess pieces in his hand in despondency.

On her small face, three pigs cut out of paper have been pasted.

"Oh, unfortunately, you lost again."

On the opposite side, Ye Beixuan gave a faint laugh

The last chess piece in his hand fell with a "da", and landed on the finish line without any mistakes.

(End of this chapter)

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