No, no. Yan Xiaohuan shook his head and said: I haven't eaten for a day. Now I feel very hungry. If you don't let go of my hand, how can I eat? Besides, I really want to escape.

Before Yan Xiaohuan could finish his words, A Quan's face suddenly became solemn. He looked at Yan Xiaohuan with sharp eyes, as if he was afraid that Yan Xiaohuan would escape in the next second.

Seeing A Quan's face full of vigilance, Yan Xiaohuan continued: To be honest, in such an environment, anyone wants to escape, but no matter whether it is body shape or strength, I am a world of difference between you and I. Although I am not smart, I am not so stupid as to hit the stone with my eggs.

As if he felt that Yan Xiaohuan's words were not unreasonable, A Quan's face eased. However, he just stared at Yan Xiaohuan straight and did not go forward to loosen the rope on her hand.

Yan Xiaohuan also knew that it was not a simple thing to convince A Quan. She didn't feel discouraged and continued: I promise I would never escape, because I had no way to escape. After all, Huang Wencai said that there was no village in front and no shop in the back. I just wanted to eat something. You wanted to eat for me when you bought something? You didn't want to see me starve to death, right?

After staring at Yan Xiaohuan's eyes for a moment, he felt that Yan Xiaohuan was not lying. After hesitating for a while, he walked forward and loosened the rope tied to Yan Xiaohuan's wrist. After letting go of Yan Xiaohuan, he stared at Yan Xiaohuan even more intently, and his expression seemed as if as long as he looked away, Yan Xiaohuan would disappear.

After his hands finally became free, Yan Xiaohuan twisted his wrist gently, moved his muscles and bones gently, then picked up the fast food box, opened it, and began to sacrifice to his Five Insect Temple.

In the past, Yan Xiaohuan never liked fast food. In her opinion, fast food in the world seemed to be the same taste and had no at all attraction. However, now because she has been hungry for a long time, she feels that any delicious food is not as good as the small fast food in front of her.

Thinking of this, tears began to spin in her eyes again.

In order to divert his attention, Yan Xiaohuan raised her head and looked at A Quan staring at her, saying: A Quan, have you eaten it?

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaohuan, who was kidnapped, would talk to him so softly. A Quan was slightly stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Seeing A Quan's response, Yan Xiaohuan felt relieved in her heart, and a smile gradually appeared on her face, and she said like a gossip: Who else do you have in your family?

Yan Xiaohuan's expression and topic seemed to arouse A Quan's vigilance. His face became tense and he said to Yan Xiaohuan in a rough voice: Have a good meal, don't talk so much.

A Quan's reaction was actually as expected by Yan Xiaohuan. She did not feel discouraged, but continued: I have a sister. Although we have not grown up together, although we have not been together for a long time, and although there have been many unpleasant experiences between us, in my heart, she is my very important family.

Although he was not sure why Yan Xiaohuan talked about her sister under such circumstances, Yan Xiaohuan's attitude was very sincere at the moment. He actually felt that he couldn't bear to interrupt Xiaohuan's words.

Recently, some bad things happened to her. I felt very uncomfortable when I saw it, and I thought in my heart that I could take on some responsibility for her. Yan Xiaohuan said as she no longer had the appetite to eat. She smiled bitterly and said: To be honest, I never thought that one day I would become so close to her. Until now, I realized that no matter how long it takes to be separated or how far away the relationship between relatives will never be broken.

Yan Xiaohuan's tone was gentle, and A Quan was not careful and couldn't help but follow Yan Xiaohuan's thoughts.

Even when she was talking, Yan Xiaohuan, who had always focused on A Quan's body, noticed that A Quan was shining, so she seized the opportunity and said: Do you have brothers and sisters?

I also have a sister who is similar to yours. A Quan replied that when he finished answering, he realized what he had done. He looked at Yan Xiaohuan with annoyance on his face and looked angry.

Yan Xiaohuan showed an innocent smile at him and said: I believe that you must be very pampering and do not want to see her suffer any harm. Even if she asks, you will definitely go through fire and water for her without hesitation.

A Quan looked at Yan Xiaohuan with a complicated expression, but did not take over the topic.

Yan Xiaohuan ignored A Quan and continued: Actually, I have hoped that I would have an older brother since I was a child. I think that girls with older brothers are the happiest people in the world. It feels like the sky falls and you don’t have to worry about it yourself.

Although A Quan didn't speak, his thoughts were brought to his youth by Yan Xiaohuan's words. When he was a child, he felt that his sister was very annoyed and often cried because of things that were so small that he could not even be young. Therefore, when he went out to play, he refused to take her. At that time, she cried and said that she would never talk to her brother again. Later, as she grew older, many estrangements gradually arose between the brother and sister. However, in his heart, he always felt that his sister was still the younger sister who needed his care when she was a child and had never grown up.

During those days in prison, what he often recalled was the days when he was a child when he was a child and depended on his sister. He thought that when he was released from prison, the brother and sister would still be the same as before. However, he found that he had thought all the questions too simply.

After carefully looking at A Quan's Yan Xiaohuan, she found that A Quan seemed to be immersed in sorrow. She felt that A Quan was actually Yan Xiaohuan, who was still in a state of conscience, couldn't help but feel secretly happy in her heart. So she looked at A Quan and said carefully: You must love your sister very much. Do you want to talk about your sister?

I don’t know if Yan Xiaohuan’s attitude made his mood softer or because some things had been suppressed in his heart for too long. For the first time, A Quan had the urge to vent all his thoughts. However, no matter what, Yan Xiaohuan was a stranger to him or a stranger tied to him. If he told Yan Xiaohuan about his own affairs, he would undoubtedly expose his weaknesses to the enemy, which would seem to be no benefit to him.
Chapter completed!