The gold princess is about to turn the sky

Chapter 211 Damn, Can Chess Be Worse?
Qiao Yu stomped her feet, how can there be such a big brother, wishing that his sister would eat and make him fat.

"Brother, you just wish that no one wanted your sister." Qiao Yu rolled her eyes at Qiao Nian, looked at the food in her hand, and continued eating.

"Ahem! Yu'er, someone already wants you, no matter how fat you eat, my brother-in-law dare not want you. If he dares, I will kill him."

"Pfft!" All right!This is how their brothers and sisters get along. Everyone doesn't mention what happened last night, but they understand each other's meaning.

Qiao Nian will still pamper her as before, and she will still act like a baby in front of him and make trouble for no reason
Qiao Yu sold a lot of food, but in the end he couldn't eat any more, and it was all cheap for beggars. The two walked back to the restraint leisurely, and just as they went upstairs, they heard a cry like a pig being slaughtered.

"No, no, I went wrong."

"Feng, if you are human, you can't let me order."

"Damn, I misplaced it, I'm thinking about it."

Brother and sister Qiao Yu looked at each other, what the hell are you doing?

Qiao Yu pushed open the room, just in time to see Ying Mo Feng with his sleeves rolled up, standing on the stool with one foot, holding a chess piece in his hand, he was hesitating, wanting to put it down but unwilling to put it down.

"Haha~~" Qiao Yu laughed loudly, did Ying Mofeng's brains get trapped by the door, he dared to play chess with Feng Chen, thinking back when Feng Chen played chess with Qiao Nian and Qiao Jin, they almost vomited blood in anger, Isn't this looking for abuse?

"From the looks of it, I know that the loss is terrible." Qiao Nian shook her head, looking at Ying Mofeng with some sympathy.

"It's me who is miserable. Damn, my chess quality is too bad. After a game of chess, I regret not playing more than ten times. I am not afraid of opponents with superb chess skills, but enemies with bad character." Fengchen shook his head, very speechless, and followed Ying Mofeng played some chess, and his brain cells did not know how many died.

"Haha~~" Qiao Yu laughed out loud once again.

Ying Mofeng curled his lips and glared at Qiao Yu. The chess piece in his hand was finally placed on the chessboard, but as soon as he put it down, Fengchen's chess piece also fell down, blocking Ying Mofeng's chess pieces tightly. There is no need to play chess anymore, no matter which move Ying Mofeng takes, he will die, it's just a matter of whether he dies sooner or later.

Ying Mo picked up his chess piece in a defeated manner, "If you do it again, I don't believe that I can't beat you once."

"Get out of here." Feng Chen couldn't help but swear, if he continued with Ying Mo Feng, he would definitely go crazy.

"It's the saddest thing to meet an opponent like Feng when you meet an opponent at chess." Qiao Nian shook his head, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Qiao Yu.

"There is geography." Feng Chen nodded, he vowed not to play chess with Ying Mofeng even if he was killed.

"Hey, hey!! How can there be friends like you, who will only hurt me." Ying Mo was so arrogant that he let it go if he lost, and was ridiculed by a group of hurt friends, which made him mad.

The 3 people stopped talking, the tea drinker drank the tea, the tea pourer poured the tea, and the one who received the chess took away the chess, completely ignoring someone.

Ying Mofeng wanted to say something, but was ignored, stomping his feet angrily, and walked out of the room.

"Hey! Poor baby." Qiao Yu shook her head.

"It's even more pitiful for my husband. Countless brain cells have died. Yu'er, help me rub my head." Fengchen looked at Qiao Yu pitifully. In fact, he felt that the most pitiful thing was that he couldn't be with Qiao Yu. Just don't be a good person, just follow up, that way you won't be playing chess with Ying Mofeng, causing headaches.

"Okay!" Qiao Yu stood up and was about to rub Feng Chen's head.

Feng Chen was just joking, but he didn't expect Qiao Yu to rub it for him. He grabbed Qiao Yu's hand and pulled Qiao Yu to sit down again.

"Fool, I said that Yu'er's hands are for reading."

"Can you be more disgusting." Qiao Nian looked at Feng Chen with contempt, stood up, he didn't want to be a light bulb.

"Hehe~~" Fengchen shrugged indifferently.

(End of this chapter)