Chapter 639 The Pureblood Prisoner 13
Poya quickly grabbed Powen's arm and said, "Uncle, there is really nothing in the kitchen."

"Such a simple place, don't go to see it!"

Seeing Poya's actions, Powen became more and more sure that the chicken thief was Poya, otherwise why would a person who usually doesn't say a word talk so much today?

He threw away Poya who was like a paper man, and then slapped Poya crisply on the face with a heavy slap.

"Snapped!!"

Poya was overwhelmed by the power of the slap, and fell violently to one side.

There was a bang after hitting the door, hitting many places in a row.

"Uh!"

He snorted, the pain in his body was unbearable.

But Poya still wanted to go up and stop Powen, otherwise, wouldn't she be beaten even worse if she was found cooking stewed chicken in the kitchen? ?
But how can he, who is weak, stop Powen?
Amber finally made it into the kitchen.

But when he went in, he didn't see any chickens, nor any vegetable soup, but only cobwebs and dust without any trace of eating.

Pervin was taken aback.

Really not?

Powen then remembered that what he ate this morning seemed to be stewed chicken.

It turned out to be my own smell.

After realizing that it was her fault, Powen immediately became irritable.

He picked up Po Ya and said, "You didn't eat chicken, what are you doing to stop me?"

"Let me waste all my efforts!!"

Poya lowered her eyes and apologized, "Hug, I'm sorry, uncle..."

The long eyelashes are pressed down, casting shadows one after another on the fair face, the high shoulders are slightly pulled, and a fragile beauty is displayed in front of his eyes.

Powen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said awkwardly: "Hmph, I don't know what my sister did for giving birth to a monster like you!"

"Okay, get out of here!"

"What a waste of my energy!!"

"There are no pancakes today! Anyway, you won't starve to death. I'll find someone to put the ingredients in there later, so hurry up and make them!"

"I'll come to check and accept it in three days!!"

Poya covered her already swollen face, and said dizzily, "Okay, okay..."

After a while of fuss, Amber walked away with the doll and lining.

Poya went upstairs slowly, opened the door, and said apologetically, "No, I'm sorry, Master Jinqian...you must be bored..."

At this moment, Jinqian is holding the chicken in one hand and the soup in the other, which looks really funny.

Seeing this scene, Poya was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing accidentally.

After laughing, he suddenly realized something, shut his mouth quickly, and lowered his head respectfully.

"Ah, uh, Lord Jinqian! I didn't mean to laugh... just... just..."

Jin sighed.

She is so coquettish, with a protruding front and back, she is wearing a pink collage pastoral skirt, holding a chicken in one hand and a soup bowl in the other, which is really funny.

She put the bowl and chicken aside, and said casually, "So what if you laughed on purpose."

"Isn't it nice to smile?"

"You are beautiful and attractive when you smile."

When Poya heard that Jinqian suddenly praised him, she couldn't get used to it.

He took two steps back in fear and said, "Okay, it looks good..."

"Jin, Master Jinqian is the prettiest..."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at her twice.

Jinqian flicked her hair, and said as a matter of course: "Of course I know."

She took a few steps forward suddenly, and suddenly stopped in front of Poya, hooking his chin with her hand.

(End of this chapter)

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