Mian Mian was led out of the room by his hand, and walked all the way to the door of the old chief's study.

The screen of the big study, red sandalwood door, is majestic

Cotton instant soft feet.

She stopped Zhan Muqian's big hand, who was going to knock on the door. With a small expression, she said quietly: "I'm afraid I haven't played go for a long time. I'm forgetting it. I'll show my timidity. If I don't play go, will I... "

Zhan Muqian looked down at her perfectly, his lips slightly hooked: "what do you think?"

Cotton bit the lip.

Well, the old chief has asked for it, but most of them can't

She grabbed Zhan Muqian's big hand in a hurry, and asked pitifully, "can you come in with me and accompany me?"

Zhan Muqian frowns and seems reluctant.

Jiang mianmianmian knows that Zhan Muqian's EQ is much higher than his own. What's more, his father is in the big study. He mostly understands the temper and temperament of the old chief. In case that she speaks wrong again, Zhan Muqian can help her explain a few words and ease the tense atmosphere.

Mianmian looks at him as if he is going to refuse

The thin and tender little finger carefully hooks his index finger and shakes gently, "uncle, will you accompany me, please..."

The man's line of sight tilts downward and falls on the girl's one and one mouth.

The lips of ginger, cotton and cotton are full and tender.

Zhan Muqian's throat was inexplicably dry. He reached out and pinched the girl's face.

The voice line of the opening is low and dumb: "I'll accompany you How are you going to repay me? "

Mian Mian's face is hot. She looks at the color of Zhan Muqian's eyes. How could she not understand his meaning.

She clenched his index finger, and soft compromised, "go in with me first, and I'll listen to you later, what do you say..."

……

The final picture is Zhan Muqian holding her little soft hand, and they enter the study gate together.

Cotton has a headache. I don't know if I've made or lost a lot.

The old chief didn't show any emotion. The whole person looked indifferent. Ask Mian Mian to sit down and start playing chess. He was very serious.

Cotton and cotton are a little nervous. Originally, they were unfamiliar with chess skills, so they put in extra effort and gradually got into a state.

Half an hour later, the old chief looked at her eyes to ease a lot, serious face slightly smile.

"It's a good game. Who taught you?"

As soon as the old chief opened his mouth, he was not angry and awed, and cotton palms were all sweating. He replied truthfully, "when I was very young, my mother taught me that I was impatient, and I could calm down when I played chess occasionally..."

Just at this time, cotton was eaten with white seeds, surrounded by four or five black ones.

As soon as we eat like this, the situation which is just as good as the drums is tilted towards the white man.

The old chief smiled, and Zhan Muqian could not help laughing.

Mian Mian grins awkwardly. She didn't mean to

Zhan Muqian got up, moved to his little wife and sat down. He rubbed her head casually and spoiled. Then he smiled at the old chief and said, "chief, you are gone. This game is almost over."

Mian Mian frowns and stares at him. She doesn't intend to win the old chief at all!

"Good, I lost this game," the old chief chuckled

Mian Mian smiles: "in fact, I know that you let me. If you didn't let me, I would not have gained the advantage..."

Zhan Muqian said: "you don't have to be modest. I have played chess with the chief for so many years, but I haven't won. You have won most of the games when you have won."

The old chief is really impressed by the ginger cotton cotton cotton that can win himself.

He couldn't help but look at Mianmian for a few more times, and then at his son. He laughed and said: "Zhan Muqian, you married The vision is unique. "