After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

Pu Ran neither nodded nor shook his head, but just said, "It would be a pity not to eat it."

Thinking about the hard life she and Luin had lived when wandering in the wilderness, she knew very well how precious and important food was.

She didn't say it bluntly: Waste is bad.

But the man still clearly read this meaning from her eyes.

Those deep eyes were half-closed, and although there was a smile in them, Pu Ran still keenly caught the other person's displeasure.

Displeased?

Angry?

She silently took a step back and decided not to talk to people with strange tempers anymore.

The people who were watching the show on the side were almost blinded by the squeezing.

——What happened? Did my sister lose?

——Compared to this, I am more worried about whether this man will suddenly beat someone up. As a fellow inmate, everyone can see how bad his temper is.

——You know what, I’m actually looking forward to a fight between them to see who’s stronger.

——Ah, then all the prisons will have to be demolished for you.

——That’s great, we can escape from prison!

Their minds were suddenly opened up, and everyone's eyes lit up, and they were ready to sow discord.

Yan An cleared his throat, ran over to massage Puran's shoulders attentively, and nodded: "Sister, I can tell from the looks of it that he just doesn't take you seriously..."

"Who allowed you to touch girls casually?"

"what?"

"Take your hands away."

Pu Ran glanced coldly at the hand on his shoulder. Yan An, who finally came to his senses, froze. He was startled and quickly took it away, smiling: "I am rude."

Look, this is our sister’s domineering power!

The girl snorted with her delicate nose. She still wanted to sow discord. Do you think I’m stupid?

The man found this scene quite interesting. He was probably bored from sitting quietly for the past few days without talking to anyone, so he took the initiative to invite her for the first time: "Come over and chat?"

Among the people in this prison, both of them could see that they were the same kind of people.

Instead of talking to those people about nothing, it is better to have a conversation with Pu Ran who has reached a certain level of attainment.

Perhaps the trouble he has been having for so long will bring some unexpected inspiration.

Pu Ran glanced at the braised lion head and walked over without saying a word.

The man leaned his back against the wall and tapped the tray with his finger bones, signaling her, "Eat it. It would be bad to waste it."

Pu Ran tilted her head, somewhat surprised by his easy-going attitude.

She is petite and pretty, with round almond eyes and lips as red as rouge. With her head tilted, she looks like a cute little animal, very lovable.

The man was naturally noble and free-spirited: "Why did you beat Young Master Song?"

It turned out that he had heard every word of their previous conversation.

Puran took the lead in picking up the chicken leg and started to eat it. Although she was craving for the braised lion's head, she decided to bring it to Liu Yin later.

"I had no money, so I came in to work as a maid. I was beaten, and I beat back."

The man was surprised when he heard this: "What a coincidence? I was also poor, so I came here to be a guard. Master Song bossed me around and I couldn't stand it, so I beat him up."

Pu Ran paused while biting the chicken leg, his eyes full of suspicion.

You look like someone who is either rich or noble, and you don't look like someone who would be short of money.

The man laughed heartily, his chest heaving: "I have spent half my life in a panic just to get a few pieces of silver to relieve my worldly worries."

"Now these few ounces of silver have relieved all my worries."

Puran was even more puzzled: "Then what are you worrying about?"

The man paused for a moment while thinking about something, his sharp gaze fixed on one point.

The broad hand hidden under the sleeves clenched suddenly, the blue veins on the back of the hand were terrifying, the two thin lips were pursed into a horizontal straight line, and a gloomy storm exploded in the eyes.

A layer of frost covered his facial features, and his overwhelming rage turned into uncontrollable murderous intent, and his internal force spread out in all directions, just like an inconspicuous spark exploding with a "pop", and a raging sea of ​​fire swept across the wasteland.

It was so violent and hot that even the remaining waves made those hiding aside tremble with fear.

Ahhhh, why is this big Buddha angry again!

Yan An and others are so desperate that they want to cry. Don’t you know that you are extremely horrible when you are angry? Can you get angry less often?

Our hearts are about to give up because of you.

"Be still."

A soft hand pressed his forearm.

"Your energy is disordered, be careful of the backlash."

The girl's voice was as clean and sweet as spring water, washing away the depression in his heart. The hand that was pressed against his forearm injected gentle and clear spiritual power into his body, guiding his restless inner strength back to peace.

The man curved his lips towards her, his smile wild yet bright.

He is indeed irritable, and when he is angry he can easily develop a great desire to destroy.

When the violent inner strength was about to get out of control, Pu Ran reminded her to retract it. The man smiled and nodded at her as a thank you.

Seeing that he was fine, Pu Ran continued to chew on his chicken leg.

She was sitting next to the man. Compared to his tall and sturdy body, she looked as petite as a one-month-old kitten. She was so quiet and gentle that the man couldn't help but look at her twice.

Her appearance was not the most stunning among the women he had ever seen, but the girl's beautiful appearance, icy skin, and natural pure aura were the most attractive.

Although her expression was cold and aloof, she looked very cute and naive in the eyes of others.

Are chicken legs that fragrant?

I was concentrating on reading for a long time but couldn't concentrate enough to say a word to him.

The man kept smiling and took the initiative to break the silence: "I have a question. I want to know what the girl thinks."