Tang Xinmeng lifted her mouth and burst into tears.

Mo Shichen quickened his pace, picked up Tang Xinmeng and asked, "Mengmeng is playing chess well. Why does she suddenly cry?"

"Daddy!" Tang Xinmeng looked back again. There were only a few white pieces on the chessboard. The wronged tears seemed to open the gate, and he cried even more fiercely.

Looking along her eyes, Mo Shichen probably guessed.

Tang Ruizuo looked at Tang Xinmeng with a speechless face and said, "Daddy, leave her alone."

"Daddy, my brother bullied me." Tang Xinmeng said with a cry. At the same time, he didn't forget to look back and stare at Tang Ruizuo discontentedly.

Tang Ruizuo innocently pulled a corner of his mouth. It was clear that every time she played chess, she would repent if she wanted to. As a result, Tang Xinmeng lost all the time. He was also very helpless. He didn't know who bullied who.

Mo Shichen's eyes once again swept to the miserable white chess: "Zuo Zuo, why don't you let your sister."

Tang Ruizuo stood up and said, "Daddy, I can't help it if my IQ is not at the same level."

Tang Xinmeng was obedient. Her eyes were red and stared at Tang Ruizuo. She bent her little face. Finally, she couldn't help crying: "sobbing..."

Mo Shichen sneered, so he had to bow his head and comfort: "Mengmeng, why don't Daddy help you play a game and win your brother once?"

Tang Xinmeng's tears stopped immediately, sobbed and nodded: "Daddy can play too?"

"Of course, daddy can not only play go, military flag, chess, flying chess, but also any chess." Mo Shichen put Tang Xinmeng in his seat.

Then he picked up the white pieces on the chessboard and said to Tang Ruizuo, "are you ready?"

Tang Ruizuo took all the black pieces back into the box and nodded: "let's start. Daddy, just now, I have five pieces for my sister. Do you also need five pieces for you?"

Mo Shichen smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "I also want to ask if I want to let you have a few children, so as not to cry when I lose. Your mommy thought I bullied you."

Tang Ruizuo held a sunspot and fell at the intersection of the chessboard: "I don't cry like Tang Xinmeng."

"Really?" Mo Shichen's white chess fell next to Tang Ruizuo's black chess. It was black and white. The chess pieces occupied most of the chessboard in a short time.

Tang Xinmeng sat next to Mo Shichen. He was very nervous at every move. He didn't even dare to breathe too much for fear of disturbing her father.

Tang Ruizuo's black chess fell again, directly surrounded Mo Shichen's white chess, cut off his "Qi" as a whole, and then took away the white sons of Mo Shichen.

"Daddy is so stupid. The chess pieces were eaten." seeing that the white chess pieces were taken away, Tang Xinmeng jumped anxiously.

"This is just the beginning." Mo Shichen put a white chess into the middle of the black chess, but saved the chess piece that had broken the "Qi".

When Mo Shichen reaches out to pick up a lot of black chess from Tang Ruizuo, Tang Xinmeng runs back to Mo Shichen.

He kissed him on the face and said, "I knew Daddy was the best. Daddy is so powerful. Come on, daddy."

Tang Xinmeng chattered around Mo Shichen. Tang Ruizuo despised her speechless: "Tang Xinmeng, you are noisy. Can you be quiet?"

"Hum, no noise, no noise." Tang Xinmeng made a particularly ugly face at Tang Ruizuo, and then sat back on the sofa honestly.

Mo Shichen looked at Tang Ruizuo with an eyebrow and asked, "how's it going?"

"This is just the beginning." Tang Ruizuo raised his head unabated. Although he used his left hand, it didn't affect him to play chess.

He swept the small hand on Tang Ruizuo's right, and the blood color appeared faintly at the place where the gauze wrapped the wound. Mo Shichen's eyes sank.

Distressed asked, "does it hurt?"

Tang Ruizuo followed his eyes and looked down at the injured place: "it doesn't hurt, but it's a little inconvenient."

Mo Shichen stared at his wound, and the gloom under his eyes became colder and colder.

"Daddy, if you don't take it seriously, you may lose." Tang Ruizuo deliberately changed the topic in order not to worry Mo Shichen, raised his head and reminded him with a smile.

Mo Shichen sweeps the chessboard and sees that Tang Ruizuo has set up a game for himself. As long as his black chess is put there, half of his white chess will be lost.

He didn't expect that Tang Ruizuo would have such meticulous thinking ability. The corners of his mouth couldn't help rising. He said proudly, "it's worthy of my seed!"

Tang Xinmeng climbed down from the sofa with his hands on his hips and looked like a little complaining woman: "Daddy, if you lose, I don't want you to play."

Mo Shichen reached out and gently rubbed Tang Xinmeng's head and said, "don't worry, the good play is still behind."

"Really?" Tang Xinmeng asked incredulously. Even Tang Xinmeng, a go scum, could see that his father's chess was coming to an end.

Mo Shichen was silent, and the white chess fell on the other side. Although it was inevitable to lose some regions, it was much better than losing half of the country.

Tang Ruizuo raised his head, gave Mo Shichen an admiring look, imitated his tone and said, "it's really my father."

"There's me, there's me, and I'm daddy's baby," said Tang Xinmeng, standing barefoot on the floor.

Mo Shichen was teased by two little guys and smiled: "yes, Mengmeng is also daddy's baby. Put on your shoes quickly, otherwise the baby will be sick and daddy and Mommy will be distressed."

After hearing this, Tang Xinmeng immediately put on her shoes: "Hey, where's Mommy?"

"Mommy is tired and resting."

An hour passed.

Mo Shichen and Tang Ruizuo didn't decide the outcome. Finally, Mo Shichen saw that Tang Wanxin hadn't come down yet. He was worried and said, "Zuo Zuo, play again next time. Daddy will go up and see Mommy."

Tang Ruizuo looked upstairs and nodded, "Daddy, go quickly."

When Mo Shichen returned to his room, he saw Tang Wanxin curled up in the corner, a small ball, looking very pitiful.

Her long eyelashes hung in her eyes, motionless, probably frightened today, and even her sleeping eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Mo Shichen painfully put his hand between her eyebrows and smoothed her wrinkled eyebrows.

Mo Shichen opened the quilt, lay beside her and hugged her in his arms.

Probably felt the familiar smell on Mo Shichen. Tang Wanxin's curled body also slowly relaxed, rubbed on him, reached out to grab his coat and buried his face in it.

Mo Shichen was afraid of covering her and whispered, "little lazy pig, get up."

After Tang Wanxin heard the cry, he lazily opened his eyes and looked at Shi Chen. Then his eyelids closed again: "I'll sleep for a while."

He put his hand on her forehead and felt at ease when he saw that she was all right.

Mo Shichen grabbed the fox doll on his head and swept Tang Wanxin's face.

Tang Wanxin felt itchy on his face and reached out to catch it, but he threw himself into the air several times and tooted his mouth unhappily.

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