Zoya swallowed. "Calm down, let's calm down. This matter can't be blamed on you. In fact, it can't be because of your bad luck. Before you turned over your trump card, it had already been sent to Aman's hand, which means that the card was destined from the beginning."
Chloe stopped, her shoulders moving up and down.
"What's more." Zoya said, "It's hard to say. There will be a turning point in the end. You forgot that the first game, Zayn, took four, but Aman's last card became smooth and counterattacked!"
Chloe clenched her hands and smiled. "Haha, I hope so, but... can there be smaller cards than 2? Can turn to smaller cards?"
Zoya swallowed again.
"Ha, ha, ha." Chloe walked forward quickly. "Hurry up and find a room to sleep. Maybe this is a dream. Yes, nothing happened after waking up, ha, ha, ha, ha." Chloe baby began to hide from reality.
