Richelieu stretched out his finger and asked, "Can I come in?"

Zhuang Yan was confused and didn't know what she was going to do, so he let her in the door, glad that she had cleaned it, and said apologetically: "The table is too messy to clean up." Invite her to sit on the bed and ask while making tea, "You love chess so much?"

Richelieu sat down on his legs stiffly, sunk in the futon, the tasseled ribbon of his cavalry shirt dangling from the edge of the bed, and the untied war knife standing on the edge of the bed. When Zhuang Yan pushed a small table to put tea, Richelieu turned his head and said thank you, his blonde hair fluttered, and a few slender and soft hairends scraped Zhuang Yan's face, as cold as a needle tip rain. Send a warm body fragrance.

Richelieu took a sip of tea with both hands, almost hit the bowl with a hot "oops", bit without squeaking, held back his red face and inhaled cool air, heard Zhuang Yan ask himself with concern, lowered his head and blinked his long eyelashes and hurriedly said: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Zhuang Yan said: "You don't look comfortable?" Suspicious, does she know that this delicate appearance is very moving? You know, she knows, she's using the Great Charm Technique! This restrained and resolute blush makes people can't help but want to cherish her, I've been tricked!

Richelieu shook his head and said, "No, it's the first time I'm alone with someone else, and I think it's weird."

Zhuang Yan looked at her with emotion, and the waves crashed on the shore in his heart, secretly thinking that you were so clear and jade, and you were willing to make an exception to deliver goods to your door, it seems that you are really affectionate. Rape me, I wish you success, I'm so moved that I can't resist.

Then Richelieu continued: "I heard that you have been proud of the spring breeze for the past two days, and I did not want to disturb your interest, but His Highness the Angel kept urging you, prophesiing that you need to be spurred. So I came to visit you, and I hope you don't dislike this bland entertainment. After speaking, he skillfully opened the chessboard, and with a slap of upside down, the chess pieces lined up neatly on the futon. Then he moved to the chessboard with ease. When he lowered his head and was busy, his blonde hair hung down on the side of his face, quiet and calm, and there was no sign of burning his body, which made Zhuang Yan disappointed.

If the angel is urging them to develop a new human race, Zhuang Yan will definitely become a staunch Catholic, and only Michael will obey his edict. But Michael said that he wanted them to play chess, and Zhuang Yan did not believe in God. He frowned and asked, "How idle are you, all the chess players are offering angels as a cover, and make excuses to be serious for me!"

It can be seen that faith needs to be sustained by heaven. Without salvation from the other side, no one will trust God.

Richelieu dissatisfied: "It's not an excuse, really. Play with me. ”

Zhuang Yan did not buy Michael's account, but he was defeated in the hands of Richelieu. She was at the mercy of the chessboard, and as soon as she finished muttering, Zhuang Yan sat down involuntarily, and said: "Okay, good, you are so annoying, just one game, if it weren't for the chaos, I wouldn't care about you."

Richelieu was overjoyed, looked up and smiled: "You really owe your mouth, come and move first."

She smiled defenselessly, brilliantly, making Zhuang Yan's heart itch like a cat, and the impulse to come out was like a feather teasing his throat, this unstoppable itch made him want to die, the pain was unbearable, and he couldn't wait to give an eviction order, if you don't me, why do you come to quarrel with me. He fought painfully with the beast face of humanity, sat down with frowning eyebrows, and said, "I'm not good at chess, don't be picky."

"Why are you frowning?" Richelieu asked with interest.

"Leave it alone, do it yourself." Zhuang Yan entered the white pawn.

"I've heard that you were in a difficult situation before. It's not easy to survive until now. "Richelieu is playing chess and harassing the enemy.

"Hmm." Zhuang Yan took a few steps and became serious. He found that Richelieu's thinking was indeed clear, and he was a meticulous master, but he was aggressive, and his chess moves were as extreme as a man, as if another murderous person was holding her hand.

"In the past two days, you have made some vigorous trouble, and many people are talking about whether you are taking advantage of your growing wings to try to avenge the previous ten thousand arrows." Richelieu twisted his waist to play chess, and after a while, his back hurt, and he willfully climbed onto the bed to fold his legs and sit down, leaving his high-heeled boots hanging on the edge of the bed, and the snow-white legging short military pants wanted to cover and stick together, but it made people want to separate them even more, forcing them to die of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Richelieu sat comfortably and concentrated on the attack, with nothing but chess on his mind. Zhuang Yan has everything in his mind except chess. Soon the situation became clear, Zhuang Yan lost his defense, and he was in danger.

Richelieu continued: "I wonder what you are thinking. Do you know that using your status to find fault with Wei Xu is a dead end? ”

Zhuang Yan looked up at Richelieu when he heard this, his eyes collided, and he saw Richelieu sitting upright, his long white gloves were placed on his lap after he finished his chess, and his eyes were not vigilant, but shining, as if he was looking forward to it.

Richelieu's mind might be the same as that of the Nine, he thought, maintaining stability as the first priority, so he wanted to eradicate the source of unrest and rest.

He looked at Richelieu's clear blue eyes, as if looking at the blue heavenly pool, and he could think about many things calmly. He thought it through, on the one hand, catering to Richelieu's mood, and on the other hand, he expressed his chest directly, and confided the retreat in his heart: "I know, so I seem to be extremely vicious, but in fact, I will stop here, and when this incident passes, I will not continue to intensify Wei Xu." Since then, the rapids have retreated bravely and maintained their status. ”

This was the reply that the group of nine wanted to hear the most, and he said that he would listen to Risseliu, nothing more than to appease her heart. Richelieu, as a high-ranking commissioner, saw him alone just to find out his true purpose. And from a condescending position, Richelieu must have wanted to see him die down, not be tense. This is consistent with Zhuang Yan's thinking: give up hatred, quit fighting, say that it sounds good is to concentrate on academics and have no quarrel with the world, and to say that it is difficult to listen to it is to swallow your anger and be at peace.

Zhuang Yan kept recalling Li Ming's warning, he asked himself, and he didn't want VV to accompany him into danger, so he restrained himself from going into danger. Because it's no longer a bad life. Zhuang Yan, who threw a rat bogey, decided to be a well-behaved boyfriend. And this plan of the Ministry of Internal Affairs is the last vote he will do.

While Richelieu was waiting, Zhuang Yan thought clearly. No one else could guess that Zhuang Yan was at the peak of the stormy waves, and he had the intention of retreating.

You want to maintain stability, I promise you. Zhuang Yan only missed this sentence and didn't say it clearly.

But Richelieu smiled contemptuously, and did not squeak, only to see Zhuang Yan's heart beating wildly. Then she bowed her head and played chess, her blonde hair falling down her face again, and said softly, "Then, check."

Zhuang Yan played chess to solve the game, and heard Richelieu provoke: "Do you think you can tolerate your big belly, so you make a great and glorious concession." You always make excuses for your own retreat, be weak and compromise, and give up to each other. When they were finally slaughtered, all that remained was strong protest and stern condemnation. If you don't attack,"

Richelieu raised his hand and pushed, continuing to general, "It's only the share of defeat and retreat." was constantly generalized and retreated to the end of the road. check。 ”

Zhuang Yan frowned. First of all, Richelieu's aggressive tone actually expressed a completely different position from the Nine and the high-level leaders, she seemed to be polite and decent, but she was so radical in her bones? She's prying me?

Secondly, Richeli's offensive on the chessboard was more vicious than words, and the invasion of the sword had worked, as if Zhuang Yan had expected how to move chess, which was not like playing chess, but more like teasing the white rat that had been put into the maze. Zhuang Yan lost the chess game, and the ferocity of not admitting defeat came up, and he began to think hard about how to break through the predicament. And this dilemma of retreating step by step coincides with their topic.

If you retreat, you will only be pushed to the end of the road by the general step by step. At least on the chessboard, Zhuang Yan saw this clearly. He hadn't played chess for a long time. The situation had not allowed him to make mistakes, and he was contemplating what Richelieu would do after the move.