Over time, he will stand up.

Just like Zhan Lian, he will come back.

After hearing Uncle Liu, Zhan's north color was not as heavy as usual: "Take it well, see if you can win me today."

Seeing Zhanqi North finally had a little time, and Uncle Liu laughed: "Okay!"

"I have to play a spirit of 120,000 points, how can I win a game!"

Uncle Liu stunned his sleeves, really raised his spirit, and concentrated on the north of Zhan.

Zhanqi Beibei is also serious, and his expression is becoming more and more focused.

Chess meets opponents, that's good. It is good.

Zhang Ma came to continue tea for the two. Seeing that both were so focused, they couldn't help laughing.

I haven't seen the old man so focused on other things for a long time, and couldn't help it. She also stood next to watching the chess.

At this time, the sun is just right, the sun is sprinkled on the person, warm and warm.

Everything is so just right.

Zhanqi North was a little thirsty. I took the tea cup to drink tea, but suddenly, he

Coughing up.

"Keke!"

The tea was sprinkled on the hand, and it was a slightly hot temperature, but it was burned into my heart at once, and it was painful.

Zhan's north hand was released subconsciously, dang!

The tea cup fell to the ground, and the tea splashed all over the ground ...

"Master!"
Chapter completed!