Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Chapter 915: You are not a neuropathy (48)

So most patients are not very convinced when they hear the news of the merger.

They don't want the prisoners in the B area to step into the territory of Area A, and the tone is faintly revealed.

"I am not very clear. The system of jurisdiction is still in the original way, but in the area where the wind has been released, I have heard that it will not be long before, and Zone A and Zone B will be merged together."

"The king of the A area is not going to meet with the king of the B area. There is a good show."

"You said what they think in the end, even if it is the wind, the prisoners in the two prisons will be together, not to be in a mess."

"Ghosts know what they think, Laozi only wants to know now, it is the king of Zone B, or our District A."

"Of course it is He Zeyu, although I am very dissatisfied with him, but at least I can't lose to Zone B."

After listening to Shen Mubai for a while, they turned the topic to another, nothing more than a woman magazine cigarette.

She did not care much about the merger of Zone A and Zone B. She is only concerned about what to do if He Zeyu’s beast is going to do her.

Shen Mubai is very sad. She is even more saddened by the fact that there are no other things in the prison except for three meals a day.

Although there will be a TV broadcast every two days, but on a TV set, so many prisoners, she can't see a third of her toes.

So still think about how to get the task done quickly and get back to the real world.

When the afternoon was released, Shen Mubai didn't want to stay outside. He simply returned to 202 and slept for an afternoon.

When she was thrown a bag of things on her face, she woke up in confusion, and her anger was a little bit sinful.

It was rare for the other party to care, leaving only her a back and climbing up the upper bunk.

Shen Mubai looked at a big bag of things that didn't know what it was, and asked, "Is this for me?"

He Zeyu ignored her.

Shen Mubai was speechless, opened the parcel, and when he saw the things inside, he got up from the bed and hit the wall.

She squinted her head and said something incoherent. "He Zeyu, you didn't give the wrong person, are these things for me?"

"If you talk nonsense, I will throw it all into the trash." The other person snorted impatiently.

Shen Mubai quickly tightened the package filled with a pile of snacks, and he was as happy as a two-pound fat man. "Is this a newcomer package? This prison is also very good."

He Zeyu, who was still lying in the upper bunk, sat up and glanced at her uncomfortably.

Shen Mubai is aware of what is not channel, "Do you give it to me?"

He Zeyu pulled out a ridiculous arc and looked at her with an idiot's eyes.

Shen Mubai thought, too, here is a prison, not a holiday.

She counted the snacks in the package and found that all of them were what she said this morning. The first reaction is that He Zeyu’s memory is also very good. The second reaction is, why is he so good to himself? There is no conspiracy.

As soon as I thought about what happened last night, the happiness of Shen Mubai’s heart disappeared, and I sighed. "I said it first. I have nothing to give you."

He Zeyu snorted and taunted with an unclear meaning. "You thought I meant something to you, just because it was a matter of color."

When Shen Mubai heard the first half of the sentence, he was still very happy. In the latter half of the sentence, he was directly stiffened.

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