strong plan. "

"Then cooperate, is it okay?" Fenghuang didn't care: "We have a level of friendship, so we don't need to divide it so finely."

"...Then you let me win this game?" Xiang Jia paused for a moment, then pointed to the chessboard on the tablet. He made a bad move in front of him, and now the situation on the chessboard is not good.

"Dreaming!" Fenghuang immediately choked Xiang Jia back without hesitation, "These are two different things."

"You said just now that you don't need to divide it so finely?" Xiang Jia asked, staring at the chessboard.

Fenghuang snorted: "The chessboard is a ruthless world, no matter what kind of emotion it is, it won't work."

Xiang Jia withdrew the artillery that penetrated into the enemy's hinterland to defend the coach, and then snorted.

Bah, Fenghuang speaks nicely, but from such a distance, he can smell the plastic smell in their friendship.

Don't let a game of chess, what a fart friend?

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