Watching his serious expression, Xiang Yun knew better than to speak up, lowering her eyes.
At this moment, with the enemy strong and ourselves weak, only a fool would clash head-on!
Seeing that Xiang Yun did not violently resist him, Mo Zili was extremely pleased. He tenderly said, "You've had enough sleep, right? I've brought the Chinese chess. Let's play after dinner."
While speaking, he couldn't help but smile, recalling the last time they had played chess and how Xiang Yun had cheated by stealing chess pieces. He teased, "It's been a long time since we've played. I wonder if your skills have improved, or if you still need to 'blatantly cheat' to win."
Xiang Yun really did not want to play chess with him. She dryly said, "I don't want to play chess."
The smile on Mo Zili's face stiffened for a moment, then he gently said, "That's fine. Whatever you like to do, whether it's reading or painting, I'll accompany you."
