I Just Want to Be a God in Peace Chapter 210

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

"Um"

Lin Xian took her hand tightly and confirmed, "Don't regret it?"

"No regrets!"

As soon as the words fell, 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 made a milky meowing sound, as if urging them to prepare breakfast.

Nie Qingqing on the side is sleeping soundly.

She sleeps in a playful position, curled up in a ball with her thumb up to her mouth, like a baby.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

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

Walking out of bed lightly, Lin Xian only felt a pain in his back.

Who would have thought that Nie Qingqing's physique was so special and her dancing skills were so profound, even if it was only the first time, it would give Lin Xian an unprecedented feeling.

The two struggled until four o'clock in the morning before finally falling asleep.

Thanks to the thugs in suits being blessed with attributes, otherwise Lin Xian's body might not be able to withstand such a life every day.

Hope to buy the props to increase physique in the system mall as soon as possible!

With this in mind, Lin Xian came to the living room and started to prepare breakfast for the salted fish.

Seeing him come out, Xianyu was so happy, he jumped to his feet, and followed him back and forth.

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 but stop.

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

Lin Xian hadn't played chess for several days, and Lin Xian felt a little 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 watching Ji for a while, he found that the two old men who were playing chess were very different in their chess skills.

The old man in a black coat had at least the level of a third-level chess player, and the other Mediterranean old man had at most five or six amateur dans.

This game of chess was simply a one-sided slaughter, and after a while, the old man in the black coat, with a set of skilled serial horses, checked the opponent to death.

The old Mediterranean man touched his head angrily, and found Lin Xian standing aside with interest, and casually invited: "Do you want to come and play two games?"

Generally, such invitations are just polite

People of Lin Xian's age would basically shirk.

In the end, Lin Xian nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, let's play two games."

After sitting down, the old man in black gave up, looked at him suspiciously, and asked reluctantly, "Young man, can you play chess?"

This kind of questioning is normal, and the old man Zuo had the same expression and tone back then.

"know a little!"

Lin Xian laughed and said modestly.

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

He thought to himself, quickly solve the other party.

With this kind of mentality, after the two set up the chess game, the old man took the lead and his play was extremely aggressive, obviously treating Lin Xian as a rookie.

five minutes later.

"General!"

"Again!"

"Again!"

hiss!

Looking at the chess game that was in a dead end, the old man in black took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows and said, "You guys are dishonest, I'll do the tricks.?"

"How can it be!"

Lin Xian smiled and said, "Want another plate?"

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

But five minutes later.

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

The old man in black became angry. He didn't believe in evil, and waved his hand: "Come on, why don't you come, I still don't believe that I can't cure you."

After half an hour.

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

"Not coming, not coming!"

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

How does this play?

He was abused for eight consecutive rounds, and he was hanged and beaten, and his skills were completely different from one level.

Lin Xian slammed his mouth, and raised his head a little unfinished.