High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 2335 This person is mine
The chessboard is like a battlefield, and Mr. Qiao didn't let it go because Lan Yan was young or his son's girlfriend.

In his opinion, no matter what you do, concentration is the most important thing and respect for your opponent.

And it just so happens that Lan Yan also has such a personality.

Although her chess skills can't be said to be superb, she wins because of her carefulness. Every move she takes is made after careful consideration.

The more Mr. Qiao went down with her, the more amazing he became.

In a fight on the chessboard, no one opened their mouths to speak, and they were all focused on the next step they needed to take.

The two of you come and go, either this step pushes each other to a dead end, or the next step they have nowhere to hide.

Suddenly, the atmosphere took on a bit of seriousness.

Qiao Yicheng followed with a troubled heart.

But sitting on the side, messing with Dafa hadn't started yet, seeing his girlfriend playing chess with his father so seriously, he couldn't even speak nonsense about it.

He watched intently for a while, and expected that the chessboard duel would not be over in an hour. He felt bored after watching for a while, got up and went to the coffee table in the living room to get the fruit plate, and watched it for a while while eating. Son, after eating the fruit, he turned the phone out again. This time, he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and just nestled on the small sofa with his head down and played with the phone.

A game of chess was exactly as Qiao Yicheng thought. An hour and a half later, Mr. Qiao finally made a move, and said with a smile, "You are really young and promising, so I have to concentrate on carefully thinking about every move."

Lan Yan hasn't cultivated the appearance of always smiling, she just twitched the corners of her lips, and said simply: "Thanks for your advice."

Mr. Qiao looked at the time and said, "Another plate?"

Lan Yan nodded: "As you wish."

Mr. Qiao started to take down the chess pieces that almost covered the entire chessboard.

Lan Yan followed to help, and Qiao Yicheng on the side raised his eyes belatedly: "It's over?"

Mr. Qiao said: "You keep playing, leave us alone, I will play another game with the girl from the Lan family."

Qiao Yicheng couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips: "Is it over?"

Mr. Qiao cast a glance at him: "What do you think I want you for? Can you play chess with me if you can support me? It's better to be a girl from the Lan family. She is considerate and will accompany me, an old man, to play chess and enjoy the sun."

At this time, the time is close to 11:30 noon.

When the sun was warm, the three of them were sitting on the balcony next to the huge glass.

The sunlight came in directly, covering the chessboard and the three ninjas sitting there.

Lan Yan's face is always cold white, and there are very few special colors.

And today.

It was probably because the sun was so warm that Lan Yan's cheeks turned a little blush.

Very light, it may not be a big deal to ordinary people.

But for someone like Lan Yan with a porcelain-like cold white skin, it is very rare and abrupt.

Because of this, Qiao Yicheng couldn't help but looked up and down several times, and finally took out his phone and took a picture of the scene.

The warm sunshine, the delicate girl, and a black chess piece held between her slender fingertips, there was a strong contrast between white and black, and Qiao Yicheng was overwhelmed by Lan Yan's incompleteness.

He moved his hands, couldn't hold back, and posted a circle of friends.

Qiao yc: mine [Sun] [Sun] [picture]
But 1 minute, the following are all messages.

The first one was that Gu Shaoyan, who hadn't had much contact for more than three years, suddenly erupted: What's the matter?Chairman, you have a problem.

(End of this chapter)