So You Have Loved Me Too

"Then grandpa will discuss with you first to see how much skill you have." Ji Zhengdao rubbed his hands. He has been busy for a long time. He hasn't played chess for a long time. When I saw chess, my hands were itchy.

Can't wait.

Ji Anning narrowed his mouth, "I must be defeated by Grandpa in five minutes."

"You must have confidence in yourself." Ji Zhengdao said, "you go first."

Ji Anning did not pretend to be sentimental, so she really left. She recalled playing on the mobile phone today, and the other party's path was taken first, and then placed in the middle.

But this is an old routine, the old man knows at a glance, "An Ning, since I want to teach you, then I won't let you release the water, grandpa is true."

Ji Anning smiled, "It doesn't matter, I just want Grandpa to be true."

"Well."

Ji Zhengdao really didn't mean to make Ji Anning at all. He had eaten most of Ji Anning's chess pieces in less than five minutes.

Seeing that he was about to become a polished commander, Ji Anning was not discouraged and still studied seriously.

"Lack of strength."

Ji Anning was thinking hard, to see if he could drag on for a while so that he would not lose so badly.

Suddenly, a familiar man's voice came from above, and then a faint drunken breath plunged into her nose, and she froze.

Holds his breath.

"such."

Suddenly, the man stretched his hand in front of her, pushing the taxi blocking her handsome to the upper right.

Ji Anning instinctively reached out to stop him, "No, then I will die."

"Sooner or later." Ji Chicheng pressed a finger on the taxi, preventing Ji Anning from dragging it back. "It is better to commit suicide and have a little dignity than to die in the hands of the enemy."

Hearing this, the old man on the opposite side laughed. He looked at Ji Chicheng and said: "Now you are behind An Ning, give her some pointers."

Before Ji Chicheng could answer, Ji Anning shook his head quickly, "No...no, my uncle drank a bit too much wine, he should go to rest."

"Do you think I'm drunk?" Ji Chicheng lowered his head and raised his eyebrows at Ji Anning.

The cold lips and deep black eyes are more like two bottomless ice cellars.

Ji Anning felt that his breath was frozen by his cold breath, and she dared not say anything, for fear that he would not care about anything while he was drinking.

"..."

"let's start."

With Ji Chicheng as an adviser to her, the old man became more interested. He had already set the chess piece while Ji Anning and Ji Chicheng had eye contact.

'Tuk tuk tuk'

Just about to start, someone knocked on the door, and the door opened without waiting for the father to answer.

Ji Mingyue stood at the door, did not enter the door, only talked with his head, looked at the old man and said, "Dad, didn't you say that you will accompany me to look at the photos."

"I forgot." The old man said and got up, and said to Ji Chicheng, "Chicheng, you come to teach Anning for a while, and I will come as soon as I go."

"Okay." Ji Chicheng nodded lightly, and then looked at Ji Anning with a smile but a smile.

The footsteps detoured to the position of the old man, sat down, face to face with Ji Anning.

When the old man went out, his enchanting peachy eyes looked at Ji Anning presumptuously. Her small face, just like in the restaurant, was red and moisturized.

It is pleasing to the eye.

"I……"

Ji Anning was uncomfortable, stammering nervously.

Ji Chicheng sneered, "It's just playing chess, and you have a guilty conscience? Then if I crawl into your room in the middle of the night, how would you react?"