Private room on the third floor.

Zhou Jin had no intention of playing against Yan Shifan, threw the chess pieces on the chessboard, picked up the teacup and poured it into his mouth.

Tea is good tea, but I feel tasteless when I drink it at the moment.

It's been nearly half an hour and there hasn't been any movement, could it be that the reader downstairs was stumped by the Seventh Union?

"Zhou Siye, why don't we gamble again, how about it?" Yan Shipan rarely saw that this old scholar couldn't sit still, and couldn't help but coax.

Zhou Jin's head shook like a rattle, and he said: "Don't bet, don't gamble." ”

"I am Fan Jin, the Ming Fenghua after the middle lift" Chapter 51 Generous and Tragic Song is in the hand, please wait a while,

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