" huanhuan, is this right? " qiao zhichu reminded her after the chess piece was placed.
fu huan came to a sudden realization. after counting the coordinates, he looked at chen wang in a panic. he was tall, so even if he sat on a stool of the same height, his height advantage made him look domineering. he bent slightly and looked at her.
he was usually more gentle, but when he was playing chess, he looked serious and there was no gentleness in his eyes.
fu huan was so nervous that her hands were trembling slightly.
it's finished!
how could she be so stupid?
under his gaze, fu huan tried her best to control herself and not blush.
chen wang glanced at her. from his angle, he could see her ears turning red from anxiety. she suddenly thought of the little rabbit she had at home ...
it was cute.
she seemed to be frightened and a little helpless.
"i'm sorry, i ..."
