Zen suddenly leaned over.

"You are really an idiot." Zayn sighed, "You can do this with such a good luck."

For some reason, Rose didn't want to talk to Rizen.

He looked at the cards in his hand more intently, just pretending that he didn't hear what Zeen said.

Zayn didn't notice anything unusual.

Ophelia suddenly asked Zen: "Hey, where did the protagonist go? Weren't you with him just now?"

Zeen replied casually: "I have something to go out."

He suddenly put a hand on Rose's shoulder, bent down to his ear, and whispered to him what card to play next.

Rose was startled, and looked back in a panic, but didn't expect that Zen's face was almost in front of his eyes, and the slightly warm breath seemed to be in his ears. Zayn lowered his eyes slightly to look at him, and actually smiled at him.

Rose pretended to be calm, and raised the card a little higher, trying to hide his flushed face.

The mage in the same game sighed with emotion: "It's too much."

Ophelia knocked on the table: "Hey, why did you help Little Rose play cards?"

Zayn asked back, "Isn't it possible?"

Ophelia was startled, curled her lips, and said, "It's alright, alright, you two are on good terms, bah, it's an eyesore."

Ross whispered, "Mr. Zayn, this is really not good."

Zeen propped one hand on the table beside him, as if concentrating on the cards in his hand. Hearing what he said, he just responded softly and said, "It's nothing bad."

Ross looked at the other people in the room, and it seemed that no one felt that it was inappropriate for Zayn to help him, and everyone seemed to be used to it.

Rose was stunned for a moment, then began to think, could it be that Zayn often took the initiative to help others play cards?

Well, it must be so!

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