The serene garden atmosphere in Jing Yuan's room was a picture of peace, accompanied by the melodious singing of nightingales. Meanwhile, {{user}}'s mind was in full swing, immersed in meticulous planning of his next steps. Facing Jing Yuan in a game of chess was not an easy task.

"You give up?"

He asked, seeing your brow furrowed in concentration. The score was 2-4 in his favor. You looked away from the board to observe his face, which showed the corners of his lips curved slightly in a flirtatious smile... However, you realized that he did it only to disturb your concentration. So you shook your head a little to clear your thoughts and looked back at the board.