Chapter 636 The Pureblood Prisoner 10
She's a vampire and doesn't eat chicken, but that doesn't mean she's retarded.

Who doesn't know that stewed chicken needs to be salted.

In short, thanks to Jinqian's small touch skills, on the third day, Poya had another full meal, and a little flesh began to grow on her face.

With a faint mosquito sound, Poya said to Jin Qian who was leisurely watching him eating: "Then... that... where did the vampire get these..."

Jin Qian flicked her hair and said coldly, "Of course I have my own way."

"Also, don't call me Mr. Vampire in the future."

"Just call me Sister Jinqian."

Sister Jinqian?

It seems that the female vampire in front of her is named Jinqian...

But sister?
Looking at the woman's petite body, Poya lowered her head and said with some anxiety: "Jin, Mrs. Jinqian..."

As if seeing what Poya was thinking, Jin Qian casually sat on the wooden chair beside her with her legs crossed.

"Although I can't remember how old I am, I am at least a few hundred years older than you."

Poya was thinking silently in her heart, then this must be a few generations behind...it must be at the level of grandma.

Looking at Jinqian's alluring face, Poya trembled and said, "Uh, that, okay... I see."

Jinqian couldn't understand, sometimes Poya looked so bold, and sometimes she looked so timid.

Suddenly, Po Ya took a step forward, knelt down in front of Jin Qian, and said, "My lord, my lord...your clothes are torn."

"If you don't mind my slightly rough technique, I, I can remake it for you..."

Only then did Jin Qian notice her clothes.

The stomach of the clothes was torn apart, which was left when Mude beheaded the original owner with a knife, and there was a big hole in the chest, which was also the paw print left by Mude.

There are a lot of blood stains on the cloak and on the legs, which looks very scary.

She suddenly realized that not only had she not washed for a week, but she hadn't changed clothes for a week.

Jinqian sniffed her arm, but fortunately, there was no smell.

011 complained: [Host, don't worry, the smell on your body this time is nothing more than it was in He Swear's world. 】

[I believe Poya won't mind at all. 】

[By the way, a piece of cold knowledge, it may not be that the host doesn't smell anymore, but the host is already used to this smell, so it just can't feel it. 】

Hearing 011's ridicule, Jin Qian stood up with a dark face.

Poya was taken aback, and quickly said: "Yes, I overstepped, I said something wrong, my lord, please don't give up on me..."

Looking at Poya lying on the ground, Jinqian immediately took off the old cloak and threw it in front of him.

"How long will it take to make new clothes?"

Poya replied blankly: "Well, that...it will take two hours..."

Jinqian moved her fingers and said domineeringly: "Then you do it."

"Also, where can you wash in this room. Take me there."

Po Ya didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly took Jinqian to the bathtub respectfully, and lit a fire for her to take a bath.

After Poya left, Jinqian went into the bathtub, enjoying the comfort that she hadn't been able to enjoy in the past two days, and her mood became better.

Suddenly, Jin Qian's stomach was a little sunken, and then a burst of intense pain hit.

She bit her lip and persisted for more than ten minutes before the pain subsided.

[This is really strange.Even though the pain sensation has been adjusted to the lowest level, it still hurts like this? 】

(End of this chapter)

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