Chapter 873

Twenty minutes later, the game of chess continued.

Han Ting held his chin, tightened his eyebrows, fell into meditation, and then cautiously took the next step: "general."

Jiang Fuyue sat straight, the "Scholar" moved forward and protected the "general".

Temporarily lift the crisis.

Han Ting: "again."

Jiang Fuyue's "Scholar" returned.

As a result, Han Ting pulled back and ate her car!

Jiang Fuyue tutted softly.

Han Ting looked up at her and giggled, "hey..."

It was forty minutes before the game was finally played.

Although Jiang Fuyue won in the end, it was not as easy as winning the old man.

Han Ting scratched his head, but he was not depressed: "I said my skills are not good. Look, I really lost. I've been down for so long..."

He thought it was normal for him to decide the outcome in ten to twenty minutes.

As everyone knows, the more difficult the opponent is, the closer the two sides are, and the longer the time will be delayed.

"How long have you been studying?" Jiang Fuyue suddenly opened her mouth.

"Ah? Learn what?" Han Ting is not in a state.

"Chess."

"En..." he thought, "two months? Yes, more than two months, less than three months. What's the matter?"

Jiang Fuyue's expression was complicated.

"Sister?"

"It's okay. You're very talented."

“……？”

Once, night pull machine said that Lou Mingyue learned chess, which was a top qualification.

But now Jiang Fuyue can feel that Han Ting's talent in chess, at least in chess, should be better than her.

After all, when she studied chess for two or three months in her last life, she couldn't reach this level.

Han Ting was a little confused and didn't believe it at all. He felt that his sister was comforting him.

But this feeling, he still led, and showed a grateful smile to Jiang Fuyue.

Jiang Fuyue knew he misunderstood and didn't explain. She just asked, "do you like chess?"

"I didn't like it when I couldn't understand it before, but after knowing the rules, I think it's quite fun. It's like the beheading game, which eradicates the small minions all the way and finally kills the big boss. Of course, if you have a high level, you can also parachute to assassinate..."

Speaking of games, the child's eyes are shining, but he's excited.

After Han Ting went upstairs to his room, Jiang Fuyue found Han Shen.

"Yueyue? Why are you here?" Han Shen was surprised to see Jiang Fuyue looking for herself in the study.

She didn't talk nonsense. She simply said that she played chess with Han Ting.

Han Shen didn't quite understand. His confused appearance was the same as that of Han Ting. He really deserved to be his father and son: "... Chess? When did the smelly boy play chess?"

Don't you hold that broken basketball all day?

Jiang Fuyue pulled at the corner of her mouth. How indifferent is she to her son?

Are you sure it's biological?

Jiang Fuyue solemnly said again: "Han Ting can play chess and has a high talent in this regard."

"Just him? Gifted? Yueyue, don't joke..." Han Shen waved his hand as if he heard some funny joke.

Jiang Fuyue looked slightly Lin: "uncle, do you think I'm kidding?"

Han Shen's smile stagnated and his eyes were slightly stunned. He looked at her seriously and didn't react for a long time: "... Really?"

"Yes."

"But I still don't believe it. The smelly boy hasn't been in shape since he was young. This..." suddenly told him that the little boy is actually very good?

Seriously, Han Shen is also used to seeing big storms and waves. He still feels unprepared and unbelievable.

Maybe he was disappointed too much and gradually lost hope. He didn't even want to give Han Ting the successor's seat. Later, when he retired, he asked a professional manager to manage the company.

Han Shen: "maybe he just made a mistake? Or did he play so well? As for talent... Can't we talk about it?"

"Uncle, he almost beat me." Jiang Fuyue reminded him word by word.

Han Shen froze, then lowered his eyes and fell into meditation.

After a long time, he raised his eyes again, and the dark pupils were faint and bright: "Yueyue, do you say that atine has high talent?"

"Yes."

"How high is it?"

"Can be a national player."

Han Shen was shocked.

……

With that said, Jiang Fuyue left her study and went back to her room.

After taking a bath, changing into pajamas and picking up the mobile phone on the dresser, I found that three missed calls came from the same person!

She quickly dialed back. After the beep, the other end was quickly connected, but she didn't take the initiative to speak.

Yes! Get angry.

"... Professor Xie?" Jiang Fuyue tried to open her mouth, and her cool, sweet voice was a little careful: "did you sleep?"

"... No."

"Look at the moon tonight..." Er!

Jiang Fuyue's words stopped abruptly when she looked at the sky through the window.

Because there is no moon tonight.

Obviously, the other end also found it and sighed: "perfunctory people don't know how to find a better topic."

"Where is perfunctory? I'm coaxing you."

"Coax, coax me?"

"Yes, you are angry, or I provoked it. Shouldn't I coax it well?"

At the other end, Xie Dingyuan held up his mobile phone, and his ears suddenly turned red.

Well, the temperature of the mobile phone screen must be too high!

"I'm sorry. I went home. My mobile phone was put in the upstairs room. I didn't hear your phone."

Suddenly, Xie Dingyuan was like a withered ball, and he was out of breath.

"I heard from Professor Xu and Professor Peter that you left the laboratory this afternoon and haven't answered the phone. I thought something had happened..."

Jiang Fuyue doesn't answer the phone, usually because she is working, her mobile phone is muted or turned off directly.

But when he didn't work, he still didn't answer the phone. No wonder Xie Dingyuan was worried.

"It's all right."

"Are you at home?"

Xie Dingyuan: "HMM. and you?"

"Me too."

The man's Adam's apple rolled: "after taking a bath? In the room?"

Jiang Fuyue: "yes."

"So... Can you video?"

"OK."

The two hung up and switched to video chat.

At the moment of connection, Jiang Fuyue, wearing a pink suspender nightdress, appeared on the screen. The dizzy yellow light hit the girl's snow-white and thin shoulder and smashed into a piece of tenderness.

The slender neck and delicate clavicle are covered with smooth, tender and white skin like milk jelly.

The man was stunned.

Gudong——

He swallowed his saliva despairingly.

Jiang Fuyue blinked, "are you thirsty?"

"Thirsty... Still hot."

It's late autumn. Where is it still hot?

Oh, it's estimated that Xie Dingyuan is like her. The floor heating is on in the room. Isn't she also wearing a nightdress?

They talked for a while.

During this period, Xie Dingyuan's eyes floated. Every time he touched the screen, his sight bounced away.

Jiang Fuyue: "... Do you still have something to finish?"

She knows that this person has OCD. It is estimated that today's task has not been completed, and she is embarrassed to hang up, so it is difficult to sit and stand.

Xie Dingyuan: "... What?"

Jiang Fuyue understands this feeling very much. She does things today and finishes them today. So does she.

"Then go and get busy. Go to bed early after you're busy. Good night!"

With that, the call ended.

Xie Dingyuan: "what's this?"?

……

When Jiang Fuyue came downstairs the next day, Han Shen and Han Ting were already sitting in the restaurant for breakfast.

Han Ting complained, "Dad, where are you taking me?"

"Something."