"Of course it's true! A general like my dad who has always been defeated has spent most of his life looking for someone worse than him. How could he let this opportunity pass easily?" Qin Ru curled up on the sofa holding the phone and laughed.
Lean forward and close behind.
"Then wouldn't my brother be miserable?" On the other end of the phone, Xiao Zhuo was so happy that he almost spit out the apple in his mouth.
"More than that! Fortunately, I don't have a samurai sword at home, otherwise I would be really worried that he would not be able to think about it!"
"What's Aunt Qin's impression of my brother?"
"Originally, my mother was very sensitive to your brother's 'mixture of Chinese and Western'. Looking left and right, I felt that Mark was hiding the violent genes of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces. But since I heard that he was your 'lost' cousin, my attitude became obvious.
Things are getting better. In addition, Mark always devours the meals and snacks cooked by my mother and praises them profusely. My mother is now the mother-in-law and her son-in-law - and she is getting more and more pleased with her!" She really couldn't understand, was Mark just pretending, or was he just pretending?
Even though he is ignorant, he can be so impressed by his mother's craftsmanship. If one day she personally cooks the dishes, he will not be able to bow down to her!
"It seems that this trip went well and your crisis has been resolved..."
"Shh - 'Napoleon' is here, let's talk next time! Also, according to the situation of the war, I can return him to you the day after tomorrow, bye!" Qin Ru quickly put the phone in her arms back on the table.
, looked at Mark walking in from the yard with a flattering look.
"Are you on the phone?" Mark sat down next to Qin Ru listlessly with his shoulders slumped.
"Hey, a friend." Qin Ru said vaguely.
"It can't be Zhuo Zhuo, right?" Mark stared at Qin Ru, with something sharp in his confused blue eyes.
"How could it be? I promised to keep secret about your loss!" Obviously, Qin Ru's acting skills are on par with Xiao Zhuo's.
"Forget it, I have nothing to worry about anyway..."
"Hey," Qin Ru poked the mark with her hand, "Are you okay?" Hearing such a sad sound from such a huge object, Qin Ru couldn't help but worry, whether her father had hurt her self-esteem too seriously.
Bar!
"Am I a bad chess player?" He looked at Qin Ru, his blue eyes full of helplessness.
"No, no. You just haven't learned Go!" Qin Ru quickly comforted the huge creature who was physically and mentally injured.
"But Uncle Qin teaches me seriously every day!" Could it be that he is a legendary master from this world, so he can't beat this chess master no matter how hard he tries?
"Qi, don't pay attention to him!" Qin Ru waved her hand and told the facts that are recognized within a hundred miles, "My father is famous for being 'blind' in chess. I have never seen him win against anyone since I was a child.
If you give him the nickname 'You will lose every game', he won't be able to teach any good disciples!"
"Are you trying to comfort me?" He blinked his blue eyes. It turned out that Uncle Qin was bound to lose every game, but he actually lost every game to Uncle Qin, who was bound to lose every game.
"Hehe..." She scratched her head in embarrassment, "Stop talking about this, I'll take you to eat Teppanyaki to make amends, okay?"