Rebirth depends on you without discussing

"What did you and my dad say?" Zuo Chuan asked cautiously, Qi Zhongxuan couldn't help smiling when he looked at the study with a wary face, and reached out to pinch Zuo Chuan's cheek, after all, he still couldn't bear to make his lover worry.

"It's nothing, just killed a game."

"Ah?" Zuo Chuan was stunned, it's just...simple?

Zuo Chuan's dazed look made Qi Zhongxuan couldn't help but pinch the other's cheek a few times, and he didn't see him for a while, and there was no flesh on his body, but his face was plumped up a lot, and it was very comfortable to pinch.

Zuo Chuan has been secretly looking at Zuo Yiru who is still observing at the side of the chessboard, without realizing that he is being pinched around by Qi Zhongxuan to take advantage of him.

"Hey, you didn't say anything else?" Zuo Chuan came back to his senses, and only then noticed Qi Zhongxuan's movement, his face flushed slightly, and he knocked off the man's hand in shame. Unprepared, he squeezed again.

"No, uncle is very nice, but his chess skills are a bit horrible!" Qi Zhongxuan frowned helplessly, as if he was very conflicted, but Zuo Chuan grinned.

Zuo Yiru is just a chess player, and a chess player with low chess skills. If he wins, it's okay, but if he loses, he doesn't like anyone.

"Then you won?" Zuo Chuan asked cautiously, thinking in his heart whether to tell Qi Zhongxuan about his father's background.

Qi Zhongxuan shook his head, looked at Zuo Chuan's expression of "how bad is your chess skill", reached out and tapped Zuo Chuan's forehead: "What are you thinking?"

"I'm just worried about how to lose so clearly." Qi Zhongxuan's tangled face made Zuo Chuan laugh, and said with infinite emotion: "Fortunately, I can't, otherwise I would be the one who was tortured."

"That little Qi, I thought of a good move, hurry up, let's kill another one."

Hearing Zuo Yiru's excited call, Qi Zhongxuan immediately looked unloved, while Zuo Chuan laughed heartily. Finally, he didn't have to be talked about by Zuo Yiru all day long.

Quickly patted Qi Zhongxuan on the heart, Zuo Chuan gloated: "Hurry up, don't forget that you must lose, and you must not win!"

Qi Zhongxuan nodded, turned around helplessly and entered the door, but the door of the study room was not closed firmly.

Zhao Zishan glanced sideways at the study while packing up the meals, complaining quite a lot in her words: "This old Zuo, isn't it obvious that you are prying my corner? I agreed to cook for me. It's good to find him now." A chess player."

While complaining, there was a relaxed expression on his face, even the movements of his subordinates became lighter.

Because the custom in Los Angeles is to have a simple lunch at noon and a hearty meal in the afternoon, and then wait until the night to observe the new year, then eat dumplings and set off fireworks, until the bell rings in the early morning, and give it to your dearest and most loved ones. New Year's is over only when people pay New Year's greetings.

Therefore, for the lunch meal, Zhao Zishan prepared very quickly, because Qi Zhongxuan came and added two more dishes, and they were all soft and nutritious food suitable for people in the recovery period.

Looking at these, Zuo Chuan knew that Zhao Zishan had really accepted Qi Zhongxuan, but he didn't say it out of face.

"Mom, thank you and Dad." Zuo Chuan hugged Zhao Zishan from behind, just like when he was a child, rubbing on Zhao Zishan's back, and said coquettishly.

Zhao Zishan was moved, and there was a lot of helplessness in his eyes, and finally he just sighed slightly: "Okay, go and ask them to come out for dinner. If anyone talks about playing chess again, don't eat my cooking."

Looking at Zuo Chuan's obviously brightened figure, Zhao Zishan smiled in relief, forget it, as long as Xiao Chuan is happy, and if they live together, no matter how you look at it, it's his son who earns it.

Moreover, with Zuo Chuan's temperament, I really don't know which woman can bear it, it's better to give Qi Zhongxuan a headache.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zishan felt relieved, she had an extra son, and it was not bad that she was such an excellent son.

"Dad, Zhongxuan, it's time to eat!" Zuo Chuan yelled, but no one came out, so he entered the room, stood beside Qi Zhongxuan, and looked at the red and black pieces on the chessboard.

Zuo Chuan doesn't know chess, but he can still see the difference between the two people, because Zuo Yiru would have to meditate for a long time without taking a step, while Qi Zhongxuan is simpler, and Zuo Yiru has just finished walking. It's over.

Sometimes, Qi Zhongxuan would sink down and think carefully, but instead of thinking about how to win, he was thinking about how to lose so that the loss would not be so obvious.

Really nerve-racking.

"Aren't you going to eat? I can survive it myself, and I don't want to see if the child can survive it." Zhao Zishan pushed the door in and accused Zuo Yiru: "You stinky chess basket, there is no one around to play with you, You just take the child to play, and don't ask if anyone wants to accompany you."

"Auntie, I'm fine!" Qi Zhongxuan smiled. He had never felt such a relaxed moment. Although he said accusing words, the intimacy in his words could not be concealed.

Feeling this warm breath, Qi Zhongxuan really didn't feel tired, but wanted to let this kind of warmth last forever.

"Leave him alone, go eat something, and then go to sleep for a while." Seeing Qi Zhongxuan's uneasy expression from the beginning until now, Zhao Zishan became worried.

Because it was lunch, several people simply ate a little to fill their stomachs, but even Zuo Yiru, who has always been fond of drinking, was ordered to stop.

"Uncle, I'll drink with you in the afternoon." When Zhao Zishan left, Qi Zhongxuan looked at the sullen Zuo Yiru and said in a low voice.

Zuo Yiru's eyes lit up immediately, but when he looked at Qi Zhongxuan's weak body, he had some doubts: "You, can you do it?"

"It should be about the same as my chess skills!" Zuo Yiru immediately laughed when he heard that: "That's all right, I'll just wait for you."

After the meal, Zhao Zishan drove the two of them to the room to rest: "Zhongxuan, please rest in Xiao Chuan's room for a while, and when I am free, I will clean up the guest room for you."

"No need to be so...!" Qi Zhongxuan interrupted what Zuo Chuan was about to say, and thanked him first: "Don't bother, let Chuan'er help, we can clean up by ourselves."

"That's fine, you do it yourself." Zhao Zishan was indeed too busy, so she told Zuo Chuan where the items were placed, and let the two of them figure it out by themselves.

As soon as he entered the room, Zuo Chuan pressed Qi Zhongxuan onto the bed, and then jumped on him.

Qi Zhongxuan hugged Zuo Chuan, relaxed his body, and made Zuo Chuan lie comfortably.

"Are you tired?" Zuo Chuan stretched out his hand to touch Qi Zhongxuan's forehead, just now he saw that this person didn't eat a few mouthfuls at all, worried that this person would be uncomfortable.

"It's okay, just sleep for a while." Qi Zhongxuan shook his head slightly, turned to let Zuo Chuan lie on the side, and tightened him into his arms: "Let me hug you!"