The temperature in the living room of the bamboo source was just right.
I'll give in to my ninth son. Big brother, you're the best! Xia Bohe's voice was extremely soft.
In go, a professional 9th Dan player could have an amateur 9th Dan player play nine moves against one and it was basically a draw.
However, Luo tianlin's heart was softened by her shaking, and his arms were slightly hot.
Small holes appeared in his chest one after another, and they were filled up again.
"Alright," he said. He indulged her in his husky voice.
A minute later, he looked at the White pieces that the girl had crushed, which was the party he had picked up. They were completely defeated, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
His brain might have been shaken out of its water by the little girl.
He didn't even use his brain to play chess just now.
"Let's play another round." Luo tianlin pursed his lips and decided to take this seriously.
