章 852: A Bowl of Sweet Rice Dumplings

After a while, a deadlock appeared on the Go board.

Chu Qingyan swallowed the fried broad beans in her mouth, then tugged at Chu Qingzhi's clothes, "Fifth sister, where do you think I should go next?"

Chu Qingzhi smiled lightly, "A true gentleman watches the game without commenting."

Chu Qingyan cooed, "Fifth sister, just whisper it to me."

After Chu Qingzhi whispered in her ear, Chu Qingyan had an epiphany, "Right, right, that's the spot."

Chu Qingning and Chu Qingfrost looked puzzled. Where exactly should they move?

Just then, the door opened, and Shen Ruyue walked in, smiling, "How many rounds have you played?"

"Just the first round," said Chu Qingzhi, moving aside to make room for Shen Ruyue.

"It's quite warm in here," Shen Ruyue sat next to Chu Qingzhi, who was as warm as a little stove, making it feel like winter had turned into spring.