The snow stopped, and the crescent moon was revealed.

With just one glance, Feng Xiaoyu turned his head sideways again, twisted the chess pieces with two fingers, and dropped a piece.

It's backgammon.

At that time, when he returned to the room, Jiang Heng pulled her to play chess on a whim, even if she didn't know how to say it, she didn't listen, pulled her, and played the simplest backgammon.

Black and white, either side is connected into five sons and one line, even if it wins.

But now......

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