121 He is tougher than me

"I still don't understand." After seeing Fang Siyuan's son, Bai Xijing lowered his head slightly and looked at the chessboard as if he were meditating, as if he was thinking about what to do next. However, after waiting for half a meal, she did not hold her son, but suddenly stretched out a slender index finger and pressed on a black man in front of her. Suddenly, she opened her mouth, but what she said was a little inexplicable.

No matter how smart Fang Siyuan is, he can't hear anything from this sentence: "What don't you know?"

Bai Xijing was silent for a while and seemed to be thinking about how to open his mouth: "Is it necessary? Is it still necessary for Fang Guo to keep that agreement? Don't you...want want to be this lark?"

"..." Fang Siyuan obviously didn't expect Bai Xijing to pick up the topic so bluntly. For a moment, he didn't talk to him. Instead, he raised his head slightly and looked at the sky. Then he sighed slightly and said with a wry smile, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

Although Bai Xijing probably had a guess in his heart, as if to confirm something, Bai Xijing nodded slowly: "Well, I want to hear your truth, don't deceive at all."

Fang Siyuan slowly raised his head to look at Bai Xijing, and his face was serious and serious: "I thought about it. To be precise, people in a high position said that they had never thought it was fake. After all, they have taken a step to the sky. It's just... I'm not suitable. I know better than anyone else."

Bai Xijing couldn't help but be a little surprised when she heard the words. She was not surprised that he had the idea of becoming a branch lark, and even she agreed that as long as she guided a certain height of people, they would have the idea of climbing to the sky step by step. What she didn't expect was his last words. He said he knew he was not suitable.

"Why do you say that? You are the son of Fang. Although Fang's national strength is not as good as Ye's, there is no way to supplement it from other places. And even if it's just between you and Ye Lin, you are not inferior, but on the contrary, you are outstanding, aren't you? Bai Xijing looked at Fang Siyuan and asked.

Fang Siyuan shook his head gently and said, "No, I'm not as good as Ye Lin."

"What?"

"I'm not as tough as him!" Fang Siyuan said this calmly, while his eyes narrowed slightly: "In troubled times, my conditions are not as good as him. If it is a peaceful and prosperous era, maybe I may compete with him. Moreover, it is easy to change people's mentality in such troubled times. Now... I just want to find a quiet and leisurely place to guard my beloved.

Bai Xijing looked at Fang Siyuan and didn't know if it was her illusion. She always felt that his expression was a little lonely and helpless, as if she remembered something in the past, but when she had to look carefully, there was no expression on his face. For such Fang Siyuan, she suddenly felt that her words were powerless, so she lowered her head to hold on to the chessboard again: "So... it's good."

Fang Siyuan smiled when he heard the words and didn't ask Bai Xijing whether the last sentence was talking about people or chess. At the same time, he also insisted: "Mumble, Xijing, are you not very good at playing games?"

Bai Xijing's face looked a little strange when he heard the words, and his eyes involuntarily squinted to this side, but his voice was much lower: "It's not because... there is no one to accompany me."

In her situation in the White Country, who would be willing to accompany her to drink tea and play chess? Chess has been a game for her since she was a child.

Although Bai Xijing's voice was small, Fang Siyuan heard it. Although there was no emotion in Bai Xijing's voice, he felt her sadness. He couldn't help but feel a slight pain in his heart. Without thinking about it, he stood up with some pity. Then he leaned down slightly and fell on Bai Xijing's head and gently touched Bai Xijing's hair: "It's enough for you to meet me."

The slight heat and gentleness transmitted from the palm of his hand couldn't help but make people's heart slowly calm down, as if everything would become soft when it came to him.

"Are you comforting me?" It's not untouched, but Bai Xijing didn't even know why he raised his eyebrows at the meeting, showing a look of indifference.

It seemed that Bai Xijing's mouth was extraordinary. Fang Siyuan suddenly smiled gently, but that smile seemed to make people see the spring flowers blooming: "Xijing."

"Well, what?"

"You are so cute..." Fang Siyuan said with a shallow smile. No matter how wrong Bai Xijing was, his face turned red when he said that, and he couldn't help lowering his head slightly. But after Fang Siyuan saw this, he felt very interesting and rubbed Bai Xijing's soft hair again: "It's as cute as our Xijing."

"Meow." The white cat, who was playing in the flower bed not far away, suddenly turned down from the flower platform, looked at this side when it landed, and then shouted proudly.

"..." Bai Xijing looked at Fang Siyuan speechlessly, but Fang Siyuan just smiled gently, as if he didn't care. Well, how did she forget that Fang Siyuan is Fang Siyuan, and the poisonous tongue will not change because of anything. Bai Xijing sighed with some consent, but suddenly stood up the next moment.

"What?" Before Fang Siyuan reacted, Bai Xijing pressed one hand on the chessboard, and then leaned slightly to Fang Siyuan.

Fang Siyuan saw Bai Xijing's bright face getting closer and closer to him, and finally he almost felt her like Lanxin's breath, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

She's not going to kiss him, is she? As Bai Xijing got closer and closer, Fang Siyuan felt that his heartbeat was abnormal. Seeing that his lips were about to touch his lips, Bai Xijing suddenly smiled: "Oh, Siyuan, I'm sorry."

Then just as Fang Siyuan didn't react, Bai Xijing suddenly lowered his head and then hit Fang Siyuan's chin fiercely with the top of his head. He almost bit his tongue in pain.

However, Bai Xijing bent her eyes happily for the success of her prank, and then saw her wave of her sleeve, and the chess pieces on the chessboard became messy. Just now, it was obviously a situation where she was about to lose, but now she can't see anything. The curved angle of her lips slowly expanded, and she said with a trace of cunning, "Today's chess, don't falsely that I'm not good at playing games. By the way, finally, I'll give you a piece of advice to annoy a woman, and the consequences are very serious.