You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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Chapter 1518

Inside the villa.

Anderson makes a fool of himself every day at regular intervals, tossing everyone around to exhaustion. He knew there was

nothing they could do about him.

He did it on purpose so that everyone would just think he was a child.

Gradually, he will let down his guard, and those rumors about him being great, as he fools around, do not break down.

He pretended to be happy for a long twhen he got steak for lunch today.

Mag sighed in relief and said to the man in black, "Hey, he's a kid after all. | really don't know why he's being held captive. And

what could be done."

The black-clothed guard glared at her, "How dare you meddle in the affairs of the top?!"

Mag said helplessly, "I'm exhausted, | really can't take him ah. Or I'll switch with you and you can watch him. I will be responsible

for cooking and cleaning for you. You see, he ate the steak, today a lot of calm. You can talk to the top, just a child, what needs to

meet. It's too much for adults, not to mention children, to be locked up here all day. When will you bring him the toys he wants? |

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think he'll make a scene again later."

The man in black was also annoyed, "Soon, said it would be delivered."

He looked at his watch. It was estimated to be more than an hour.

Another glance at Anderson, sitting on the carpet in the middle of the hall.

Anderson is cutting paper, and over the past two days, he's had Mag free to help him cut a lot of small round pieces out of

cardboard. Then he used colored pencils to blacken half of them.

Another chess board was made by myself.

Well tossed, he ran to the black-clad guards.

"Uncle, play Go with me." He tugged on the black-clad guard's arm.

When he was chatting with the black-clothed guard before, he inadvertently learned that the black-clothed guard had learned a bit

of Go. So he wasted a lot of effort and made his own pair of Go.

The black-clothed guard had a black face.

A four-year-old kid, surprisingly, called him to play Go with him. Although his level was not high, two or three dan was still there.

What could he do with a child, at best, he could play chess.

"All right." The black-clad guard, pinning his pistol behind his back. Walked over to Anderson.

Sitting down on the carpet, "OK, go ahead, don't cry when you lose. | can't afford to make a scene.”

Go is more tconsuming and everyone can have something to do, it's getting hairy with boredom here.

Anderson went down first, and the black-clad guards were the backstops.

A few moves down.

Anderson inquired, "Uncle, what is your name. Here are all uncles, | can not easily distinguish between calling people."

"My nis Ford," said Ford, whose mind was now all over the board.

Not for a long time, he has long been rusty, or school when learning some, after the big school did not touch.

| thought a four-year-old would only be able to play chess, but | didn't think he would really play.

Not only will play, the chess is also laid out with a deeper meaning, he has to use his brain.

"Uncle Ford, are you married and do you have any children?" Anderson asked again, dropping a son in his hand.

Ford wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied, "Well, there's a son, a little younger than you."

"Oh." Anderson beamed, "Don't you miss him?"

Ford froze, his own son's cute little face and chubby little hands cto mind. He has not seen his wife and children for half a

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year, every the goes on a mission, it takes a year and a half, think about it truly sorry wife and children.

ur family, you can still rely on faith to support you.

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