At night, the moon and stars were numerous.
Just like last night, although it was dark, the courtyard where Chu Qinghe was located was brightly lit.
Perhaps because they had something on their minds, less than a quarter of an hour after taking the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen, Qu Feiyan and Dongfang Bubai came out of the kitchen together and sat down in front of Chu Qinghe, their eyes fixed on him.
Upon meeting the gazes of the two women, Chu Qinghe was taken aback for a moment.
But the next second, Chu Qinghe realized something and then chuckled, "Go and get the chessboard!"
Upon hearing this, Qu Feiyan immediately got up and rushed into the room.
After a dozen or so breaths, he carried the chess box and trotted out.
After the chessboard was placed on the stone table, Qu Feiyan looked at Dongfang Bubai with a questioning look in her eyes.
After Dongfang Bubai did not speak first, Qu Feiyan raised her head and said, "I'll go first."
Seeing Qu Feiyan's expression, Chu Qinghe smiled gently.
Suddenly I realized that this girl in front of me was incredibly brave.
Half an hour later, if Qu Feiyan was as brave as she was at the beginning, she was now as quiet as she was.
As he tilted his head slightly, the slips of paper swayed and rustled.
I'm completely numb from losing.
After yet another defeat, Qu Feiyan, fully aware of the gap between her skill level and Chu Qinghe's, slowly turned her head.
After lifting the pile of notes in front of her face, Qu Feiyan's delicate face was full of grievance.
Seeing Qu Feiyan's miserable state, Dongfang Bubai nodded slightly before turning his gaze to Chu Qinghe.
After a few moments of contemplation, Dongfang Bubai said casually, "Simply doing it like yesterday would be a bit boring. How about we add some more stakes?"
Upon hearing Dongfang Bubai's words, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but let out a silent "Oh ho!"
"So confident?"
After raising an eyebrow slightly, Chu Qinghe looked at Dongfang Bubai and asked, "What kind of bet do you want to place?"
Dongfang Bubai said slowly, "I didn't bring any maids with me this time, so I'm short of people to change my clothes."
At this point, Chu Qinghe understood perfectly what Dongfang Bubai meant.
So she wanted me to do her laundry.
Faced with Dongfang Bubai's words, Chu Qinghe looked at Dongfang Bubai with a puzzled expression.
"Don't you only have this one set of clothes? If I wash it, what will you wear?"
Dongfang Bubai said indifferently, "I will have the Sun Moon Sect send over a few sets of clothes in a little while."
Upon seeing this, Chu Qinghe also recalled that Dongfang Bubai had taken a short break to go out before dinner earlier.
It's likely that Dongfang Bubai had already considered this point back then.
"That's quite thoughtful."
After chuckling to himself, Chu Qinghe replied, "Then let's settle on that!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Qinghe gently raised his chin in acknowledgment.
Taking in Chu Qinghe's nonchalant expression, Dongfang Bubai chuckled inwardly.
With a slight lift of his sleeve, the chessboard on the table shifted slightly, and a jet-black chess piece from the chess box landed between Dongfang Bubai's slender, fair fingers, before falling back onto the chessboard.
His movements were fluid and graceful, brimming with confidence and certainty.
However, after a quarter of an hour, the confidence on Dongfang Bubai's face began to gradually disappear.
On his forehead, there were also more than a dozen thin strips of paper swaying gently in the wind.
A quarter of an hour later, Dongfang Bubai's expression had become serious, and half of his forehead was covered by a piece of paper.
Half an hour later, from Chu Qinghe's perspective alone, Dongfang Bubai's stunningly beautiful face was no longer visible.
After winning all night, Chu Qinghe smiled gently.
"Thirty rounds, thirty days. Remember to collect your laundry from your room tomorrow!"
After saying that, Chu Qinghe slowly stood up and walked leisurely towards his room.
As he walked, a low, muttering sound slowly and faintly reached Dongfang Bubai's ears.
"I used to be annoyed by having to do laundry every day, but I didn't expect that someone would deliver it to my door. It's like a pillow being delivered when I'm sleepy."
After all, there are clothes that are washed and worn close to the skin every day.
In addition, Qu Feiyan also had to clean the house, buy groceries, and cook every day.
So Chu Qinghe has continued to do his own laundry these past two days.
Unexpectedly, Dongfang Bubai was willing to offer his help.
That's so thoughtful!
At this point, Dongfang Bubai couldn't help but clench his hands slightly beneath his fiery red sleeves.
Beneath that pile of slips of paper, he was also clenching his teeth.
Qu Feiyan, who was standing nearby, also seemed to hear the sound of something hard rubbing against each other.
After glancing at Dongfang Bubai to the side, Qu Feiyan whispered, "How about I help you wash Young Master's clothes?"
To this, Dongfang Bubai coldly replied, "A bet is a bet, no need."
After saying that, he took a deep breath and, with a surge of true energy, shook off all the paper strips that were stuck to his forehead. Then, he used his true energy to gather the paper strips together and put them in his hand.
After folding the notes from last night together and putting them in his pocket, Dongfang Bubai sneered, "Sooner or later, I will make those notes stick on that guy's face."
As the words fell, Dongfang Bubai turned his face slightly.
The next instant, as the true energy began to flow again, his body suddenly flickered and flew out of the courtyard.
After Dongfang Bubai left, Qu Feiyan patted her chest.
"Luckily, I didn't make a bet."
Then, looking at the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, Qu Feiyan's face was full of doubt.
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