The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 109 The Disaster of His Highness's Pampering (3)

Wei Shuqiu has seen many beauties, all kinds of beauties, but they are far less than one-third of the maidservant just now.

She is charming but not vulgar, with a delicate and beautiful appearance, and an extremely good figure. What's more, she has a temperament that other women don't have.

Although a lot of introversion, but the inherent nobility and arrogance can still be faintly felt.

As the words fell, the snow-white fingertips of the young man on the opposite side picked up a sunspot and landed on the chessboard, clean and cold.

Perhaps it was colder from the wind blowing in from outside the window, the young man held the fluffy cloak slightly on his fingertips, his thin and delicate cheeks were buried in the fluff.

His voice was cold and calm: "You lost."

Hearing this, Wei Shuqiu glanced at the chessboard, and sure enough, he lost.

He shrugged his shoulders, as if he had gotten used to it a long time ago, "If you lose, you lose. Anyway, I haven't won a game against you since I met you."

The long eyelashes like crow feathers of the young man in front of him drooped indifferently, covering the ghostly black pupils.The color of her lips was light crimson, with a tinge of morbidity, making her look harmless, delicate and beautiful.

The youth's delicate and gorgeous face is surrounded by snow-white and soft down. His long eyebrows are like willows, flawless and beautiful, the brow bone is sharp but not sharp, and the long eyelashes drooping slightly seem to soften the youth's gloomy and indifferent temperament.

He coughed twice, his sickly white face began to be stained with a faint blush, and his lips became even more blush, like a fragile and beautiful sick beauty.

In the howling cold wind, the morbid and pale expression looked unusually treacherous and gloomy.

Gu Shiyou listened to Wei Shuqiu's indifferent words, raised his slender eyelashes slightly, revealing his dark and cold eyes, expressionless.

"If you still can't beat me next time, get out of my mansion."

Hearing this, Wei Shuqiu's expression changed suddenly, and he almost rolled off his chair.

"I'll go, won't I?"

Gu Shiyou's slender lips pursed lightly, and he put down Mrs. Tang in his hand, "What do you think?"

Picking up the Nuanyu teacup with his snow-white fingertips, he took a sip of the weak tea.

The young man's lips were moistened by the tea, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, vaguely restrained and indifferent.

His gaze flitted across the snowy scene outside the window, his indifferent gaze was calm and unwavering, and then he retracted his gaze, his long eyelashes drooping slightly.

"If you can beat me, then you don't have to get out." Gu Shiyou put down the teacup with a clear voice.

"Gu Shiyou, if you want to drive me away, just say yes, you don't need to humiliate me like this!" Wei Shuqiu glared angrily, and angrily slapped the table on his hips: "Win you? Do you think I can do it in my life?!"

Wei Shuqiu's attitude was extremely arrogant, but his words were extremely cowardly.

Gu Shiyou glanced at the table Wei Shuqiu patted.

At that glance, Wei Shuqiu hesitated, and immediately withdrew his hand.But maybe he felt that his appearance was too cowardly, so he immediately put his hands on his hips aggressively again.

Wei Shuqiu snorted: "You can't drive me away. I'm leaving. Who will take care of you, a sick child? Except me, who else in this world can suppress the cold poison in your body?"

Wei Shuqiu seemed to have found a bargaining chip to save his life, and sat down on the chair with his legs crossed, extraordinarily arrogant.

Gu Shiyou lightly tapped the chessboard on the table with his white and cool fingertips, and said in a cool voice, "Wei Shuqiu, did I pamper you too much recently, huh?"

When Wei Shubao Shuqiu heard this, he immediately sat down honestly.

(End of this chapter)