After a moment of thought, she turned her body, reached out to grab his hand, and draped it over her shoulder just as he habitually slung his arm over hers when they walked.
"Consider it a slip of the tongue, it won't happen again..."
The man glanced at her inscrutably, his gaze landing on the hand she was holding.
"Don't be angry anymore. Next time we play chess, you don't have to give me a five-stone handicap, three stones will do, how about that?"
She said.
"You sure know how to drive a hard bargain when it comes to me,"
He said slowly, and the hand resting on her shoulder tightened a bit, and the couple moved forward.
"I wouldn't dare... Otherwise, I could give you a handicap as well,"
Shu Yimo quickly replied, her delicate little face quite serious as she spoke.
"With your level of chess skill?"
Long Chengyu looked at her with unexpected interest.
