Luo Jiacheng was stunned, he never thought that Ghost Cry's chess skills would be so poor, it was no different from a beginner.

He guessed correctly, Devil May Cry is a beginner. It's just that when I was a child, I watched adults play chess and understood the rules, and I didn't know anything about the rest.

As for being so imposing, cough cough cough...... Please ignore it.

Before the conversation was finished, it was already finished in one fell swoop. There is no pleasure in playing chess with people like Devil Cry. There is neither the thrill of fighting with the master, but also the unchanged face of watching the ghost cry, nor the joy of abusing the vegetables.

The two simply stopped playing chess, tasted tea, and ...... in the tea room.

Click! Click! Click!

Luo Jiacheng looked at the ghost crying with a broken face, took out a bag of peanuts from his arms, carefully put it on the table, while eating peanuts, drinking tea, and talking, looking at it, he was eating wine.

After the talk, another song is over.

The ghost cried goodbye and got up to go out, and the moment he closed the door, the corners of his mouth curled up and showed a sneer.

Hmph, what kind of son's score in front of me!

The thing he hates most in his life is this kind of person who likes to pretend to be forced. He looks handsome, often wears a white dress, plays chess and the piano, and looks at the peak from afar, as if he seems to be chic.

A person as dashing as Li Yu is not a ghost anymore, what about you.

It can only be said that the aura of the two is inherently incompatible.

Waiting for the ghost to cry and leave, looking at Luo Jiacheng with a confused face, the woman snorted and laughed wildly.

Luo Jiacheng was very helpless: "Senior sister, is it so funny?"

The woman closed her mouth, straining her smile as she struggled, and her shoulders fluttered. She had never seen a handsome and dashing senior brother, so deflated, even if she was seriously injured in the past, she didn't look like this.

"Forget it, if you want to laugh, just laugh!" Luo Jiacheng waved his hand weakly, it was the first time he had seen such a person. The Devil Cry's demeanor is not rude, there is no foul language, few words and silence. But it's just that his aura is not in harmony with him.

The eyes that were as narrow as knives always made him uncomfortable. He won a game of chess, and under his gaze, he tensed up, as if he had lost. Drinking tea and chatting is an elegant thing, but he just wants to eat peanuts, and he still eats it...... Ecstasy!!

Well, these are just small episodes, their plans have been negotiated, and they just do what they agreed.

......

The coldest time of summer is noon.

At this time, the land of Tianfu City is steaming, the surrounding scenery is distorted, walking on the sun-exposed streets, there is a feeling of being steamed at any time, and the steps are like walking corpses, which is very uncomfortable. The sound of cicadas is even more irritating, and there is nowhere to send fire, and it can't be send.

At this time, the tea shop is very lively.

Under the spacious pergola in the courtyard, a group of people huddled together, and all the seats were full. The proprietress served the cooled tea, and the shirtless man couldn't wait to take it, and drank most of the bowl in one gulp. Tea is definitely not a good tea, it is the most inferior kind, but at this time, in the mouths of everyone, it is a treasure in the world.

In the case of crowded people, the natural sour smell is pervasive. Okay, this is under a pergola, and there is no wind around it, so the sour smell is acceptable.

Another newcomer arrived, and walked into the pergola weakly, temporarily avoiding the blazing light overhead, and breathed a sigh of relief. Take off your clothes, twist it hard, and the crackling sweat falls to the ground, this amount of water is really amazing, but the people around you are not surprised.

After paying a penny, seeing that the proprietress was too busy, she simply picked up the bowl herself, picked up the scoop, and filled herself with a bowl. I was relieved to take a whole bowl in one gulp. Then he scooped another bowl and went to the side to greet each other a few times, bragging and spanking.

Before I knew it, I was filled with a whole stomach of tea, and I was not hungry, but it was very uncomfortable.

A penny to get through the difficult noon together. Everyone doesn't feel that there is anything to lose, and the boss naturally feels that there is no loss, just look at the bright smile on his face.

This tea is the lowest kind of tea, and many poor people can afford to drink it, but the vast majority of people who can afford it are unwilling to buy it. But at this time, it is the best.

Another man walked into the shed, dressed no different from the poor men, but he wanted to be superior to others, because he had a sword at his waist. A very rudimentary iron sword, but it was this iron sword that distinguished him from other people dressed in the same clothes.

He asked for a bowl of tea and four tea eggs, and the smile on the proprietress became brighter. Invited him to the coolest seat.

As long as you are willing to spend more money to buy a tea egg, you can sit here while blowing the cool breeze, drinking tea, and eating tea eggs.

The price of tea eggs is not cheap, and most people would rather squeeze into a pile with everyone than buy this tea egg.

Opposite the tea shop with a pergola in the courtyard is a small building. In the private room on the second floor of the small building, at the window, Ghost Cry withdrew his gaze and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He was already much better than the others, at least, not soaking wet.

The group of poor eggs outside eating tea and chatting is already enjoyable, if you add a few tea eggs, sit in the VIP place, you can lie on the table and take a nap, it is a great enjoyment.

However, the ghost cried, sat in a cool private room, drank sweet wine to quench his thirst, and ate peanuts, and was stronger than them I don't know how many times.

And the gap between King Sichuan and them is even more different.

It's hot in the summer?

He sat in the sedan chair, looking at the weak people outside, and his heart was extremely happy.

Beside her, it is a coquettish cold-skinned beauty.

In front of you, and an ice basin filled with ice cubes. There is fruit wine on the ice tub, which is cool and cool. The ice basin exudes a hint of coldness, which makes people feel refreshed and happy in this hot summer.

His favorite thing is to go shopping on a summer afternoon. Take a large group of people, accompanied by beautiful people and wine, and then do something happy.

King Chuan's small mung bean-like eyes purred, and he was eager to try the beautiful slingshot in his hand.

After opening his mouth to eat the lychee sent by the beauty, King Chuan picked up a silver bean, pulled out the slingshot vigorously, and aimed at the people in the tea shop.

Syllable!

One man's tea bowl was shattered, and the splinters cut through the man's palm, and he jumped up screaming.

King Chuan patted his legs and laughed, looking at this person with more expectant eyes. The man turned his head, his eyes were full of angry anger, and then when he saw this luxurious sedan chair and twenty or thirty guards, he was immediately shocked, and he could only admit that he was unlucky, and secretly complained.

Lowering his head, among the fragments of the tea bowl, the silver bean was particularly conspicuous, but he seemed to see a poisonous snake and ran away in panic.

One of the people suddenly pounced and grabbed the silver beans in the shards, his face showing ecstasy, and then looked around vigilantly.

The atmosphere, very quirky.

No one around came up to grab it, and the eyes that looked at him were full of pity.