Xie glanced sideways to continue observing the situation inside the room. Looking at the little figure inside, he could vaguely see the shadow of the past. Just as he was feeling sentimental about being able to grow up with you, he heard Mo Shisheng's words, and his expression changed slightly.
He slowly put the tile back on.
"So young yet so decisive and calm in the face of adversity. No wonder he's my master." Xiu Ziran also heard Mo Shisheng's words and was impressed by Mo Shisheng's courage. He sighed with admiration, like an aunt, at his child's skillful handling of the situation.
"So never mess with a woman! Especially never mess with Sheng Sheng! This is what happens." Xie raised his arm and gently patted Xiu's shoulder, his gaze meeting Xiu's with unwavering determination, offering a kind reminder like that of a life mentor.
"Of course I won't offend my master!"
"Yes, that would be best."
"Wow, it's definitely better to cultivate a good temperament from a young age!"
evil:"……"
As expected, we're not on the same wavelength.
Upon hearing this, Xie knew there was no point in continuing the conversation; it was like casting pearls before swine! Xiu's thought process was truly bizarre! No wonder Sheng Sheng was his master.
Having lost interest, Xie simply flew down from the roof; this place was no place to linger! He was afraid Mo Shisheng would catch him and skin him alive!
Xiu was left alone to endure the cold wind.
build:"……"
How could that be so inconsiderate! Wait for me! Let's go together! Wait, there seems to be another figure in the yard.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that Ming Beiya had sat back down and continued playing chess with Nan Xiao!
Watching Mingbei slowly place his black pieces, he took a sip of tea from his cup, and without looking up, asked a question after hearing the sound of footsteps landing behind him.
"You saw it?"
"Hmm, Sheng Sheng has just started getting busy. Today is probably going to be a turbulent day." Xie patted the dust off his jacket, stood behind Ming Beiya, and spoke calmly.
"As long as she doesn't get tired, let her have fun." Ming Beiya's lips curled up slightly, his eyes full of doting affection.
Xiu, who had been left behind on the eaves, realized what was happening after a moment of stunned silence. He then flew down to the ground, looked at the two people's chess game, and after a long while, still couldn't understand it, he flew away.
Nan Xiao glanced up and, having overheard Xiu and Xie's banter, chuckled softly. The two in front of her were truly a pair of clowns.
"That was a brilliant move, pressing relentlessly. I have lost this game. Although I have been proficient in chess since childhood and know the way to win, it was still quite difficult to play against you." Nan Xiao's brows relaxed, and he chuckled softly.
Ming Beiya leaned lazily against the pavilion pillar behind the stone bench, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
"Of course I'm better."
Nan Xiao looked directly at Ming Beiya across from him. This man was not only a strategist but also a rare chess partner, so it was absolutely not advisable to make him an enemy.
*
In the dormitory
Mo Shisheng picked up the teacup on the table, lifted the lid and gently placed it aside, then splashed the tea into the cup onto the unconscious Situ Xue on the bed.
Situ Xue was startled awake by the sudden chill. She shook her head from side to side and opened her eyes to see Mo Shisheng by the bedside.
Situ Xue stared in horror, her eyes wide and her mouth agape. She struggled violently, inadvertently tearing open the wound on her wrist, causing pain that sent signals to her brain.
"Ah!! Mo Shisheng, what are you doing! Please, please let me go, please..."
Tears streamed from her bloodshot eyes, and Situ Xue's face fell as her trembling sobs pierced Mo Shisheng's ears.
"Let you go? Isn't it too late now?" Mo Shisheng coldly glanced at the disheveled Situ Xue on the bed.
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