Artificial Impregnation

"It seems that you really want to get rid of me. Well, then I'll leave it to fate. " she lowered her head and muttered. Her face looked dejected and desperate.

She took the dice cup before her, and it wasn't an ordinary cup of dice, it was a magic dice cup she had prepared beforehand, in which she could name the numbers she wanted.

"Let's decided the result by one gamble. If your number is larger than mine, then you will win." Zac nodded slightly and said coldly, "Let's begin."

She shook the dice cup hard and then opened it, it was three pieces of one.

That was the smallest amount of points, which looked like she lost without any doubt.

Zac's expression became extremely complicated. His eyes seemed darker and darker as if they were dyed by a dark ink. No one could tell whether he was happy or sad, grateful or disappointed.