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He is really a golden prince

But soon, when he reached a hundred steps, Lan Huoli's face became a little serious, while Lan Ling stood aside and urged his grandfather who had been thinking about the chess path, "Hurry up, grandpa, he will lose more than fifty moves. Don't you want those tea leaves?"

Lan Huoli smiled bitterly and then took a difficult step. At this time, he had no idea what he had just thought, because it was not until this time that the chess path of Tiandao was completely exposed. It was obvious that the 100 chess in front were completely paved for the current crazy attack, and the preparation was that he had never felt that this was a trap before the war. Now that the war was beginning, his advantage of being pressed step by step suddenly came a big reversal, and even what surprised Lan Yulong was that the next fifty chess moves the next way was simply the way that the father had to take, and until the final dead chess.

The three of them couldn't help but breathe a deep breath, as if they were really commanding a big battle.

"One hundred and fifty-eight...what's wrong with you? Keep going, why did you stop?" Lan Ling didn't understand this, so she just counted on the side. Seeing that the three of them stopped, she couldn't help but say strangely.

"Haha, okay, silly girl, you two go to bed, I have to study it carefully. Tiandao, you really surprised me." Lan Huoli said sincerely, looking at the last dead chess, and soon fell into deep thought.

Lan Ling looked at Tiandao and his father in a daze, and continued to say in confusion: "Can't you go?"

"What else can I do if Tiandao wins? It's really incredible. Before you even start, you calculated the next number of steps. You won't have a computer installed in your mind, right?" Lan Yulong laughed and joked with Tiandao, while Lan Ling beside him opened his eyes wide and looked at Tiandao in disbelief.

However, Tiandao was also a little tired at this time. The excessive calculation made him a little difficult. Looking at Lan Ling's big eyes blinking at him, Tiandao took Lan Ling's small hand a little moved, and said with a smile: "Let's go, go back to the room to sleep. My mind is so heavy and I'm a little tired."

When Lan Ling heard Tiandao say he went back to sleep in the room, her pretty face turned red. She didn't dare to look at her grandfather and father. She could only lower her head and let Tiandao take his little hand and walk out. After the two returned to the room, Lan Ling originally planned to ask how Tiandao calculated so accurately, but she found that Tiandao picked him up and walked towards the bed.

Lan Ling naturally knew what he was going to do with Tiandao in such a way. She looked at Tiandao with shame and annoyance, wanting to remind him that this is his home, but she was a little reluctant. After all, she hadn't seen him for a long time, and Tiandao had paid so much for him today. Lan Ling felt guilty and planned to make up for him.

Just when Lan Ling was struggling a little, Tiandao had already crushed Lan Ling under her body and kissed Lan Ling's little mouth without saying a word. As the saying goes, a small separation is better than a newlywed. Lan Ling, who had not felt Tiandao for many days, quickly entered the state, responded enthusiastically to Tiandao, allowing him to kiss, touch him, and even pulled off his clothes rudely.

"Tiandao, you, you are injured, are you okay?" Lan Ling was a little shy and covered his Yufeng with his little hand, then looked at Tiandao's arm wrapped in gauze. Tiandao smiled, "Don't worry, although they really hit me, they just scratched my arm and didn't dare to really hit me. Long time no see, I miss you."

Listening to the simple words of Tiandao, Lan Ling was filled with sweetness in her heart. After nodding gently, she hugged Tiandao tightly: "You don't know that I haven't seen you these days. I miss you so much. I'm going crazy. I still miss you, miss you, homesickness, Shiyu and Sister Linglong. Although this is my home, in addition to family affection, I also hope for friendship and love, so I miss you even more. Tiandao, love me well..."

Listening to Lan Ling's shy request, Tiandao naturally had no choice but to touch Lan Ling's beautiful body while kissing Lan Ling's cherry mouth. Both of them were kissing, stroking, and seeking until the end of the blending of milk. Although Tiandao tried his best to suppress his speed so as not to cause too much noise for the Lan family outside to hear it, when he entered Lan Ling's body, the feeling of comfort that had been away for many days completely shattered his thoughts. Tiandao only wanted to make Lan Ling happy, make himself happy, and make the two of them happy together.

Therefore, the Heavenly Dao was crazily impacting Lan Ling. Although Lan Ling was not very adaptable to such courage, thinking of his longing for Heavenly Dao and the huge pleasure after such madness, Lan Ling couldn't help but strive to cater to Heavenly Dao. However, his little hands were sad, and he wanted to find a tape to stick his palms and mouth together so that his shy voice would not be heard by others.

The heavy breathing and suppressed moans intertwined in the dark room, and a special breath filled the air. Lan Huoli and Lan Yulong, who were far away in the study, were still sitting in front of the chess game, but there was one more person at this time, that was Lan Ling's mother. Lan's mother brought tea and put it on the table. Although it was a bit strange that the father and son were silent at this time, they had not yet disturbed them. They just sat on the side slowly to see if there were any instructions.

"What did you see?" Lan Huoli rubbed his eyes and asked Lan Yulong sitting opposite him.

"It's a magnificent atmosphere, with a force that has exceeded thousands of troops. While showing its sharpness, it's murderous intent everywhere. Is this really the chess that kid played? I was watching the battle just now, and I just felt that this kid suddenly set up a big chain trap, causing you to be lured. Now it seems that it's just a superficial phenomenon."

Lan Huoli nodded slightly, and there was a little light in his turbid eyes. "I have to say, this little guy is really amazing. In the first few games of chess, he used several different styles to play against me, both soft and hard, both thick and thin. At first I thought he was just changing his way to seek new ideas to beat me. Now it seems that it is not at all. He is figuring out my trump card and then setting up this big situation. No wonder he dared to say that to Lan Ling so arrogantly. This kid is very scheming and has absolute wisdom. He is not a mortal."

Lan Yulong nodded slightly, but said in confusion: "It's just that his method is good, but if he loses a few games to find out his opponent's trump card before seeking a crack, his trump card will have relatively lost. If such a battle is used for other things, it may not be very appropriate."

"Haha, you analyzed it from the perspective of your businessman, but he is not." Lan Huoliu did not agree with this, and smiled slightly and continued, "Knowing yourself and your enemy, you will never be defeated. Once you know the opponent's background, you can completely grasp the initiative and lock in the victory in advance. This is very important. So what if you fail a few times? As long as he is still there, even if all the pieces die, he can still use the final game to turn defeat into victory. Because he can afford to lose, he is not afraid of losing! A good boy is a genius. He really wants to meet his grandfather and see what kind of people can teach such a grandson."

"Haha, dad, I still think that Lan Ling is right. Don't provoke him too much. I can guess some of his family background, but I can't understand it. But one thing is certain is that he is really a golden prince."
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