Chapter 882
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Who would've thought that after Yun Ting sat down, the way he played was completely different from usual. His chess moves were like the wind, big and big, and his layout was complete and mysterious.
In less than 20 minutes, Liu Yuanyuan shook her head: "I lost."
"No, classmate Liu, Go is a noble and sacred game. You can't deliberately throw the game for him just because he's your friend's man, right?" Ao Jian was so angry that he almost cried.
Du Ming, who was waiting outside the door, had been listening to the movements inside. Their box door wasn't closed, so he could also see.
Just now, he was worried that their family's boss didn't know how to coax a girl to be happy, and didn't know how to accompany Lin Mumu to eat snacks and enjoy the scenery.
Now he was being bullied by Yun Ting while playing chess!
Du Ming rubbed his wrist that was broken by Du Qiang and wished he could rush in to help their boss.
But thinking about it was useless, he didn't know how to play chess!
Just thinking about it was enough to abuse him.
Look, Lin Mumu was looking at Yun Ting with a face full of worship and asked him in a sweet voice:
"Yun Ting, you're too amazing, come on, how can you know everything? Tell me, what else can't you do? "
Yes, the all-around version of Yun Ting was not only strong in martial arts, but also good at arranging troops, managing recruits, and solving cases.
His theoretical knowledge was also very strong, and he was also a graduate of China's top military school. His cultural courses were not worse than those who studied military command.
When he returned home, he could do housework, play the piano, compose songs, cook, and she didn't expect that he could even play Go in seconds.
Lin Mumu's question was also very normal.
"Yes, have a child." Yun Ting's lips hooked up into a smile that unexpectedly had a hint of evil charm.
Lin Mumu angrily hammered his shoulder. This bastard, he was getting more and more improper. He actually said to have a child at this time.
Pitiful Lin Mumu was having her period these days, and her red water was overflowing. This month's childbirth plan was completely ruined.
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While the place was bustling, the train began to slow down and announce the stop.
It turned out to be the station.
Ao Jian immediately got up and went out to organize the guards.
Was he taking the opportunity to slip away?
In the carriage where Yun Ting and Lin Mumu were, a lot of people came out and pretended to walk around, stretch their legs, and move around.
None of them wore military uniforms and were dressed in casual clothes. However, the way they walked and the vigilant look in their eyes made them different from ordinary people.
The whole carriage, ah, was escorting her. Lin Mumu couldn't believe it, when did she become so important? Although it was all thanks to his master, it was still quite impressive.
Even the youngest major general in China, Yun Ting, was her bodyguard.
There was also An Mingxuan and Ao Jian, both of whom were well-known figures in Yan Jing City.
Lin Mumu was thinking that with such a strictly guarded carriage, there wouldn't be anyone who would be so daring as to court death, right?
Although the people in the other two carriages were walking towards the door, some of them would glance at the carriages on this side. Unfortunately, they couldn't see anything.
The soft sleeper was a private room with a simple door that could be pulled shut. Once the door was pulled shut, people outside could not see what was going on inside.
However, Yun Ting still opened the door to let the people outside see Lin Mumu.
Instead of letting the enemy investigate, it was better to generously show it to them. So what if Lin Mumu took this train?
Some people's eyes clearly drifted over to Lin Mumu's side, and at the same time, they also exposed themselves.
How could this level of people hide from Yun Ting's eyes?
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