A pleasant night (2)
A tense and serious strain marked the creases on Yating's forehead as he stared down intently. He breathed in sharply, fully understanding the gravity of this life and death situation. Just one misplaced outcome and he…
"Go on, Yating. This is your last chance."
Chyou posed the grim question, her heart pounding faster.
Yating finally steeled his heart for whenever fate would lie before and with closed eyes, drop the precious on the floor that he hoped would give him the desired result.
"Hah! Boooooo! You lose! Ahahahaha!"
Yating half-opened his left eye and stared at the number three cast on the dice. Her brow twitched hard and his shoulders slumped.
"You landed right in the snake's mouth hoho~" Chyou expressed, very pleased. She threw the dice as it was her turn and without a doubt won the fourth round of the snakes and ladder game.