I Just Want to be a Shenhao Quietly

Zhuang Tong is his little lover, will he not leave him at night?

"Honey, I'm going to cook!"

At this time, Zhuang Tong glanced at the sky outside the window and slowly walked towards the kitchen? "I will help too!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Mengyao followed into the kitchen.

Lin Xian was lying on the sofa, listening to the whispers of the two women in the kitchen, and couldn't help but smile.

It's so cool to be a scumbag!

Therefore, the personality is very important.

Focus on it!

Dinner is still a home-cooked side dish, Zhuang Tong and Zhang Mengyao each cooked two dishes.

After eating, the three of them sat on the sofa. Lin Xian put one arm around, watching TV and chatting, not to mention how comfortable it was.

Time passed quickly.

Lin Xian stood up and smiled, "It's late, go to bed early!"

After all, he quietly blinked at Zhuang Tong, then turned and walked to the guest room.

At this moment, Zhang Mengyao suddenly grabbed him and said, "I thought about it, and I think it's better for me to sleep in the guest room!"

Lin Xian was taken aback for a moment, a little bit painful.

What is this...

It's completely different from the expected plot!

Seeing his expression, Zhang Mengyao smiled triumphantly: "Huh! You are so careful, thinking I don't know?"

"Good night!"

Waved her hand, Zhang Mengyao walked quickly into the guest room and locked the door easily.

In the living room, after Lin Xian and Zhuang Tong looked at each other, Zhuang Tong gave him a helpless look and turned back to the bedroom to take care of his facial skin.

The door of this room, if locked from the inside, cannot be opened with a key from the outside.

I don't know who invented this door lock, it's boring!

Lin Xian sighed, washed a bit, and returned to the bedroom.

Early morning.

Eight o'clock.

When he finished running in the morning and returned home with breakfast, Zhang Mengyao and Zhuang Tong still did not get up.

Back in the bedroom, bringing his wallet and car keys, Lin Xian squeezed Zhuang Tong's small face, and said softly, "My dear, the breakfast is ready, I'm going to the magic capital!"

"Go!"

Zhuang Tong didn't open his eyes and replied dazedly.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xian stopped disturbing her to sleep, and after a peck on her pretty cheek, he went out.

It is more than 300 kilometers from Jinling to the magic capital.

Fortunately, Ferrari was fast enough, coupled with the master-level car skills with the blessing of skills, when Lin Xian arrived at the magic city, it was less than half past ten.

First made a phone call and booked a table of French dinner at Shangri-La Hotel, and then Lin Xian walked to Old Man Zuo's suit shop.

Under the plaque of Zuo Ji's suit, the old man sitting there as usual, playing chess with a few old men.

Seeing Lin Xian approaching, the old man Zuo immediately waved to him enthusiastically and shouted: "Lin Xian, come quickly and accompany me in the next game!"

"Didn't you mean trying on a suit? I'll have something to do after trying it out!" Lin Xian raised his eyebrows.

Yan Xiaoman is very busy now, and there is only some time at noon. He still wants to try on the suit, so he goes to school to pick up Yan Xiaoman. How can he play chess?

The old man left reluctantly said: "It's just one game, it won't take much time!"

Seeing that he was so interested, Lin Xian had no choice but to nod his head and said, "Okay, then the next game!"

After sitting down, the two set the chess game, and the old man left smiled and said, "Old rules, let me be a gun!"

Lin Xian nodded and picked up a cannon.

Three minutes later.

General.

Left old man flying elephant.

Will again!

Over!

A first-level chess player plays chess with an amateur seven or eight dan.

The reason why it was so inexplicable last time was that Lin Xian let him deliberately.

In a hurry today, he was too lazy to grind, so he turned on full firepower to show his true level.

The old man left watched the chess game smash, smash his mouth, raised his eyebrows and said, "You kid, did you let me on purpose last time?"

Lin Xian said nonsense: "Impossible! On the contrary, I think it is Mr. Zuo that your chess skills have regressed."

"Really?"

The left old man touched his head and was skeptical.

He always felt that Lin Xian was teasing him!

"Of course, chess is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you play chess with someone lower than yourself, of course, you will regress!" Lin Xian explained bitterly.

"It makes sense!"

Hearing this, the old man Zuo nodded in agreement. However, the old men who stood by and watched the game quit, and they all condemned.

"Lao Zuo, Lao Tzu accompanies you to play chess every day, doesn't he dislike Lao Tzu?"

"Lao Zuo, this guy is not a son of man!"