Pei Lingfeng stretched his neck to check if Lin Wan had any winning combinations. What she was trying was risky.
[Mr. Li's eyes are wide open.]
[This is the worst defeat Magician Xiao has suffered today.]
"I wasn't paying attention. My hand slipped," Xia Mo said, sticking a sticky note on her face.
Xiao Tianlin had been playing for over an hour and had only received one sticky note, and that was only because someone had won by self-draw. Xia Mo, on the other hand, had lost in the first few minutes of playing the game.
No matter what game it was, there were bound to be rookies who made a mess.
Xiao Tianlin's sticky note was on the left side of his face, while Xia Mo's was on the right side. The two of them sat together, looking quite symmetrical.
Xia Mo was happy. For her, it was all for fun.
