Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand holding Hei Hei Zi trembled slightly, the Qin family was indeed three brothers, both parents died...

Qin Wuyan saw that she was a little absent-minded, and when Zhuang Xiaoyu made another casual move, he grabbed her hand: "Xiao Yu, what are you thinking?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu regained consciousness, "Shouldn't it be here?"

"No." Qin Wuyan nodded the seat next to her, "If I land here, you will definitely lose."

Zhuang Xiaoyu threw the white piece in his hand, with a playful smile on his face and eyes: "My chess skills are not good at all, and I am not as good as you. Isn't it normal to lose in your hands?"

The slyness in her smile dazzled his eyes, Qin Wuyan saw that she didn't seem to plan to play chess with him at all, and had no intention of playing chess, and the fingers holding her arm slipped into her wide cuff Here, there is a smooth touch under the palm, and he is already distracted.

"Xiao Yu." The man's eyes were heavy: "I go out of the house to do errands every day, are you extremely bored?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu saw that the way he looked at her had changed, and this kind of look was too familiar to Zhuang Xiaoyu, she hurriedly said: "No, I'm learning to be a maid with Yu Sui and the wet nurse, and I'm also very busy. .”

She wanted to pull her arm out of the man's big palm: "Let's play chess, how about a few more games?"

"No, I'm not interested in playing chess anymore." Qin Wuyan stood up, went around to Zhuang Xiaoyu, picked him up, and pressed him on the white jade chessboard...

Sparse chess pieces rolled down from the table, the rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and the mist was foggy, and the lights in the room had been blown out by the incoming wind.

The temperature was cool, Qin Wuyan tore off Zhuang Xiaoyu's belt, lifted up her skirt, Zhuang Xiaoyu fell on the table, tightly clutching Qin Wuyan's shoulder, "Ah Yan..."

The airflow exhaled by the man was scorching hot, he understood what Zhuang Xiaoyu meant, she didn't want to be here, but he couldn't care less.

He didn't want her to be in a daze every time he played the chessboard and chess pieces sent by Min Rui with her. He couldn't figure out what was going on in her mind, whether she was still thinking about Min Rui.

The Sri Lankan person has passed away, but the valuables given to her are still there, as if the person is still there.

After tonight, when Zhuang Xiaoyu faced these chessboards and chess pieces again, only tonight was in his mind, and only he went to Wushan with her...

Zhuang Xiaoyu was able to resist at first, thinking that after Qin Wuyan finished, he would hug her back to the bed, but the man seemed to be tireless, tossing her over and over again...

Zhuang Xiaoyu was so limp that he lost any strength, he couldn't even utter the sound of begging for mercy, the instinctive voice in his throat was uncontrollable, shameful and refreshing, it poured into Qin Wuyan's ears, like a piece of music, brought him unprecedented The excitement and joy of...

The gurgling rain at night covered up everything that happened in the bedroom, Zhuang Xiaoyu's clothes were disheveled, and her bun was tossed and tossed on the chessboard, and it was already messed up.

She was lying on the table, holding two black and white pieces tightly in her palm, and she was so angry that a man's low and muffled hum came from behind her. She looked at the bright sky outside, closed her eyes, and thought, she should It's over!

Zhuang Xiaoyu's body was turned over again, and the man's thin lips fell on her lips with scorching heat, and she felt that the whole person was no longer her own.

Qin Wuyan saw that her breathing was much weaker, and finally let her go mercifully, "Tired?"