Chapter 210：

After a long time, she nodded and made an inaudible sound.

"Yeah"

Lin Xian held her hands tightly, confirming, "No regrets?"

"No regrets!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xian picked her up and walked quickly to the guest room.

...

Early morning.

Lin Xian slowly opened his eyes. In the living room, the salted fish meowed milky milk, seeming to urge them to prepare breakfast.

Nie Qingqing on the side was sleeping soundly.

She has a funny sleeping position, curled up in a ball, with her thumb on her mouth, like a baby.

The corners of his mouth are still smiling.

From a psychological point of view, people in this sleeping position generally lack a sense of security deep in their hearts.

When Lin Xian got out of bed lightly, he felt only a pain in his waist and back.

Who could have imagined that Nie Qingqing's physique was so special and his dance skills were profound, even if it was only the first time, it made Lin Xian experience an unprecedented feeling.

The two tossed until four o'clock in the morning before they finally fell asleep.

Thanks to the blessings of the suit thugs, otherwise Lin Xian's body might not be able to carry such a life every day.

I hope to buy items that increase physical fitness in the system store as soon as possible!

Thinking like this in his heart, Lin Xian went to the living room and began to prepare breakfast for the salted fish.

Seeing him coming out, the salted fish was more than happy, jumped to his feet, and ran after him.

Chapter 59: He must be cured!

After feeding the salted fish, go downstairs for a morning run as usual.

Halfway through the run, Lin Xian couldn't help stopping.

I saw a few old men playing chess in the small pavilion in the roadside park.

I haven't played chess for several days, and Lin Xian's hands are itchy for a while.

Walking into Xiao Mozi, he smiled and said hello: "Oh, good morning, a few uncles are playing!"

"Good morning boy!"

Seeing someone say hello, several old men also responded with a smile.

Standing aside and looking at the plan for a while, he found that the chess skills of the two old men who were playing chess were very different.

The old man wearing a black coat has at least the level of a three-level chess player. Another Mediterranean old man has at most amateur five or six dans.

This game of chess was simply a one-sided slaughter. After a while, the old man in the black coat with a set of skilled serial horses would kill the opponent.

The old Mediterranean man touched his head in annoyance, and found that Lin Xian was standing aside with interest, and casually invited, "Do you want to play two games?"

Generally speaking, this kind of invitation is just out of courtesy

People of Lin Xian's age would basically shirk.

In the end, Lin Xian nodded and smiled, "Okay, then play two sets."

After sitting down, the black-clothed old man on the opposite side stopped doing it, looked at him suspiciously, and asked reluctantly: "Young man, do you know how to play chess?"

This kind of questioning is normal, and the old man left also had the same expression and tone at the beginning.

"A little bit!"

Lin Xian smiled and said modestly.

Hearing that, the old man in black didn't say anything anymore, after all, everyone sat down.

He thought to himself, and quickly settle the opponent.

With this mentality, after the two set the chess game, the old man took the lead in setting up the gun. His move was very offensive, and he obviously treated Lin Xian as a rookie.

Five minutes later.

"General!"

"Recommend!"

"Recommend!"

Hiss!

Seeing the dead end of the chess game, the old man in black took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows and said, "You guy is dishonest, I'm playing tricks.?"

"How can it be!"

Lin Xian smiled and said: \"Do you want to have another game again?"

"Okay, let's have another plate, this time I'm serious!" said the old man in black, rolling up his sleeves.

However, five minutes later.

Lin Xian smiled and asked, "Master, are you still here?"

The old man in black had a temper. He didn't believe in evil and waved his hand: "Come on, why not come, I still can't cure you if I don't believe it."

After half an hour.

Lin Xian asked for the eighth time: "Master, are you still here?"

"It's not coming, it's not coming!"

The old man in black didn't care about his face, and waved his hand to refuse.

How to play this?

He has been abused for eight consecutive rounds, and his skills have not been on the same level.

Lin Xian smashed his mouth, raised his head with some intent.