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But Yan Nuoya didn't seem to care much. She shook her head and pushed his hand back, refusing him.

"One, two, three, come on." After seeing that the other three had taken their chess pieces, Su Mengyao drew out her tone and began to lead the way.

The four of them exchanged glances; they all shared this level of understanding.

The four of them shouted in unison: "Rock, Paper, Scissors!"

In the first round, the result was that he and Yan Nuoya both chose scissors, while Su Mengyao and Su Mengli both chose paper.

Then, he and Yan Nuoya made the same hand gestures several times in their competition for first place.

Since the rules were counter-clockwise, Su Mengyao and Su Mengli didn't need to compete, so they just watched them gesturing several times.

Su Mengyao finally couldn't take it anymore and said with a strange expression, "Have you two had enough fun?"

He and Yan Nuoya exchanged a glance, then thought about it briefly.

Then, before he threw the punch, he changed his mind at the last minute, contrary to what he had originally thought, and that's how the winner was decided.

That's right, in the end, of course... Yan Nuoya won.

Yan Nuoya looked at her fair hands, then at him, seemingly still somewhat incredulous at her victory.

At least a winner and a loser were decided.

Yan Nuoya didn't say much, picked up the dice and threw them onto the coffee table.

The die spins several times, then slowly comes to a stop, with the five dots facing up.

"Can we take off with five? Or is it the normal rule of taking off with six?" Yan Nuoya looked up at Su Mengyao and asked.

"Hmm, let's go with six." Su Mengyao hesitated for a moment before immediately coming to her answer: "Five feels a bit too easy."

Indeed, if you can take off at level five, the game will progress much faster than if you can only take off at level six.

Moreover, under normal circumstances, it is more common to play with six units and then take off.

Of course, both of these rules are accepted by the players.

Su Mengyao's words made sense and were one of the most classic rules, so Mo Xiangwen naturally had no objections.

He likes arrogant snakes, but he's not an arrogant snake himself, so there's no need for him to contradict everyone on everything.

Yan Nuoya nodded slightly, picked up the dice, and placed them in his palm.

Mo Xiangwen casually tossed the die, and as it landed, a six appeared face up.

"Looks like I'm having a lucky day." Mo Xiangwen smiled, placed an airplane on the takeoff rack, and rolled the dice again.

After a six, you can roll the dice again; this is a fairly common rule.

Unfortunately, it wasn't a six this time, so he moved the plane that had just taken off a few spaces back.

Next, his next target was Su Mengyao, and then Su Mengli.

Both of them had rather bad luck and neither rolled a six.

After two rounds, Mo Xiangwen's plane finally arrived a few squares behind Su Mengyao's.

Finally, it was Su Mengyao's turn again. She tossed her little hand, and a six appeared.

"Hehe." Su Mengyao chuckled, "Looks like my luck has turned around too."

Then, with another casual throw, it's another six.

"Huh?" Su Mengyao looked at the dice in surprise: "I didn't expect my luck to actually come."

"Two sixes in a row, that only happens occasionally," Mo Xiangwen laughed. "Let's take off quickly, that's two already, Yao Yao is in the lead."

"One, two, three, four..."

To everyone's surprise, Su Mengyao didn't rush to take off. Instead, she stretched out her slender, white fingertips and carefully counted the squares on the map between her takeoff point and Mo Xiangwen's plane's chess piece twice.

A sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in Mo Xiangwen's heart.

The next moment, his premonition came true.

Su Mengyao, holding the plane that had just taken off, walked over step by step, and finally plopped down on his head.

"Oh dear, we'll have to start over then." Su Mengyao said with a grin, picking up his chess piece and placing it on his field: "Victory and defeat are common in war, young hero, please start over."

...What happened? Weren't you all chatting and laughing just now?

How come we're already so close to getting into a feud?

Mo Xiangwen stared blankly as the chess piece, which had barely moved halfway, was sent home.

Moreover, he couldn't say anything to Su Mengyao, since capturing pieces was one of the ways to play Ludo.

But... instead of giving up the chance to take off, are we going to eat one of his coins and send him back to the city?

Mo Xiangwen glanced at Su Mengyao with mixed feelings. He saw that Su Mengyao was also staring straight at him. When she saw him looking over, she even winked at him playfully.

You've declared a surprise war, huh... I'll make you pay for it.

“Come on, now that you’ve been sent back to the city,” Su Mengyao said with a smile, “come on, let me flick your forehead.” Her tone was full of anticipation and joy.

Mo Xiangwen paused for a moment before questioning, "Isn't that right? Shouldn't you only get your forehead flicked after you've lost and confirmed you're in last place?"

But Su Mengyao seemed completely unfazed, as if she had prepared a plan beforehand.

Su Mengyao's expression remained unchanged, still smiling, and she said with unusual righteousness, "What's the point of playing only once a round, and only being able to play once after the round is over?"

"Besides, isn't the fun of Ludo (a board game) all about capturing each other's pieces?"

"I'm doing this so that everyone has fun."

Damn it, he actually found Su Mengyao's words to make a lot of sense.

"This isn't right," Mo Xiangwen tried to argue. "If you're unlucky, your forehead will be swollen from being hit so many times after just one round."

"Oh, you have to believe that everyone knows their limits," Su Mengyao waved her hand and said, "How could anyone do something like flicking someone's forehead until it's swollen?"

Su Mengli hesitated for a moment, about to say something, but Su Mengyao, seeing that she was about to speak, quickly leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.

Su Mengli sighed, then nodded in agreement.

Yan Nuoya glanced at the two people in front of her and realized that the scheme was not aimed at her, so she had no objections.

Rather, she was happy with the outcome and was even willing to give it a push.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Mo Xiangwen didn't want to spoil their fun.

Besides, just as Su Mengyao said, he still believed that Yan Nuoya and Su Mengli knew how to maintain a proper distance.

As for Su Mengyao, well...

It wasn't that he didn't want to trust Su Mengyao, but rather that Su Mengyao clearly had ill intentions when she made the suggestion.

Although he didn't know what Su Mengyao was really thinking, his dice rolls weren't entirely unfavorable.

Since that's the case, let's draw our swords.

"Then Mengyao, hurry up and roll the dice, then move on to the next one." Mo Xiangwen said loudly, "I think you're courting death."

Chapter 135 What should we do? It's already so late.

"Don't rush, come on, let me play it first." Su Mengyao said with a smile, and stood up and walked in front of him.

Sigh, I still couldn't get away with just getting by on the first try.

Mo Xiangwen closed his eyes resignedly, his face bearing an expression of heroic acceptance of death.

"Come on, blink once and I'll admit defeat," he said, feigning indignation.

"You've already closed your eyes," Su Mengyao said speechlessly. "What are you pretending for?"

Then he raised his hand, aimed at his forehead, and flicked it with a little force.

As Su Mengyao's fingers made intimate contact with his forehead, a slight pain followed.

Okay, I know my limits, but not too much.

This move was clearly driven by some unknown selfish motive, and for a girl, it involved quite a bit of force.

Mo Xiangwen opened his eyes, glanced at her speechlessly, and was met with a grinning expression from Su Mengyao.

"Come on, let's continue playing Ludo." Mo Xiangwen rubbed the spot on his forehead where he had just been hit and said, "You don't seem to know any limits."

"I've already held back a lot of strength, okay?" Su Mengyao grumbled. "If this little bit of strength hurts, call out 'senior' and I'll blow on your wound for you."

"Forget it, I can't handle it." Mo Xiangwen shook his head: "Let's continue playing the game."

Su Mengyao returned to her seat with a big smile, and the game started again.

Like the initial setback that led to a series of misfortunes, Mo Xiangwen had very bad luck for the next period of time.

After finally managing to take off and leave, Su Mengli, who happened to be passing by, kicked it back.

Su Mengli smiled shyly at him, walked over and gently flicked his forehead.

It was less of a flick and more of a simple bump.

"Sis, you didn't even use any force!" Su Mengyao quickly rebuked, "You're ruining the competitive spirit of Ludo!"

Su Mengli could only look at him helplessly. Mo Xiangwen didn't want to make things difficult for her, so he nodded.

"Sorry." After Su Mengli apologized softly, she gave him a solid tap on the forehead.

However, although it looked like they were exerting force, there was actually no pain.

Excellent competitive spirit makes me highly motivated to fight.

Mo Xiangwen gritted his teeth, silently recited the names of all the gods and deities he could think of from ancient and modern times, both Chinese and foreign, and prayed before solemnly rolling the dice.

The dice bounced and spun on the coffee table, finally settling steadily on a six.

Soon, Su Mengyao's chess piece was caught up by him, kicked hard, and sent back.

"Come on, senior, let your junior repay you properly." Mo Xiangwen came up to her, raised his hand and said with a smile.

Su Mengyao reluctantly raised her head and closed her eyes: "Come on."

Mo Xiangwen looked at her raised pretty face, paused slightly, and then flicked his slightly bent finger, tapping her forehead.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Su Mengyao quickly covered the spot where she had been flicked, pouting and complaining, "You really dared to hit me so hard?"

"Come on," Mo Xiangwen retorted, "I don't even have half the strength you're using."

"Hehe." Su Mengyao tilted her head slightly, loosely clenched her five fingers into a fist, and rested her wrist slightly on her head, making a cute expression.

However, his luck seemed to be short-lived. He managed to bounce Su Mengyao back, but after that, he rarely rolled a six. Even when he did roll one or two times, they would send him back to the city.

For some reason, he always felt like he was being targeted.

Su Mengyao's intentions are obvious, no need to explain.

He would just assume that Su Mengli was accidentally injured while passing by.

What about Yan Nuoya... Well, everyone else has already taken off, so maximizing profits by sending him back shouldn't be a problem, right?

During this time, Su Mengli went to the kitchen and cut a watermelon for them to eat. In order not to get the watermelon juice on the board game, she took a break.

As he ate the cool watermelon and snacks, the slight frustration in his heart quickly disappeared.

With nothing else to do, Mo Xiangwen started chatting with Su Mengli and the others.

"Speaking of which," Mo Xiangwen glanced around the living room and casually said, "Your house is quite big, so why are there only two of you living here?"

“Because my father is very busy, and so is my mother, who is both his secretary and assistant,” Su Mengli explained, “so they don’t have much time to come here.”

Su Mengyao pouted and said from the side, "I think it's because we're not home that they're enjoying their life as a couple and have forgotten about our two daughters."

Su Mengli smiled and shook her head, not responding to that sentence.

Although it was true, she could never comment on things concerning her own parents.

Of course, it's also an objective fact that parents are busy.

The group ate watermelon and chatted for a while.

Originally, four people sharing one watermelon wasn't much, but the other three girls didn't have big stomachs, so he ended up finishing most of it.

Fortunately, perhaps because he enjoyed playing games and chatting, he felt that he digested his dinner quite quickly tonight.

It felt like dinner hadn't been long before I got hungry, so I was happy to take on the responsibility.