After a cup of tea, Shi Yun put down the black son in his hand and was convinced: “The girl has a superb chess skill, it is impossible to play.”
He has always been elegant and talented. Now he loses to others for the first time. It feels novel. But he can’t help but feel dissatisfied. But thinking that Avery is not good, he is afraid that he will have no energy in the next game. Up…
“Ahhh, I forgot, the son should be a few children.” Avery said annoyedly. “How about another round?”
Shi Yun was tempted, but as a doctor, he couldn’t help but consider whether the patient’s body could hold it.
Avery seemed to see what he was thinking, and waved his hand: “It’s okay, it’s okay, I’ve survived for so long by myself, but haven’t I died? It’s just a game of chess, you and I are playing together, and there is no murderous intent.”
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