046 Chapter 45 of “Quick Wear: A Delicate Flower Is Hard to Grow (H)”

Prison policewoman x political prisoner (19)

“Am I telling you to die?” Mu Ran said like a joke, a little perfunctory, as if he mentioned it casually.

Yan Na smiled slightly and looked at him quietly with her glazed eyes: “If one day you really need me to die, Yan Na will die without hesitation.”

“It’s better for adults not to have children’s bad tempers now. Yan Na now feels that her life is very happy.”

It just answered his question from the side. Death is definitely not possible now.

Mu Ran stood up slowly and said nothing. He looked around with a pair of dark eyes. He walked very slowly in the warehouse step by step.There was a vague sight following him.

really.

Even if he wasn’t allowed to work, Yan Na was still staring at him closely.

Time passed slowly, and soon the stipulated time came. Mu Ran started to fight, patted the non-existent dust on his body, and left without looking back.

Yan Na did not follow him up, and allowed Mu Ran to leave first, while she picked up the mess behind.

Someone has to do these things, and if it wasn’t Mu Ran, it could only be her.

But Yan Na had been trained after all, so it was not difficult for her to clean up some garbage. It was all done in more than ten minutes.

She did not go directly to Mu Ran. Instead, she went back to the management room first and bought some things from Zhinao.

Something that Mu Ran liked as far as she knew.

Do what you like.

No matter how much you hate someone, you will still be shaken when you meet the one you love.

In Yan Na’s opinion, Mu Ran does not seem like a person of this era. In the high-tech era, everyone plays with mechas and controls virtual games. Few people like books, and even fewer people like tea.

Not to mention how rare these things are now, in the world before Yan Na, people with such hobbies were generally veteran cadres.Very few people of this age would like something like this.

Finding such a special Wuyishan Dahongpao cost Yan Na a lot of credits.

She knew only a little about tea, but she studied it thoroughly and solidly for Mu Ran. She knew herself and her enemy, and if there was no common language, she would learn more and the more she could say.

Bringing the special tea set, Yan Na put some other gadgets in her pockets, and then happily went to Mu Ran’s cell.

It had been so long that Mu Ran thought Yan Na wouldn’t come today.

Not long after he leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest, the familiar beeping sound sounded, and he frowned slightly.

“Sir.” Yan Na came over respectfully and put the tea set in her hand on the table.

As soon as the crisp sound of celadon sounded, Mu Ran raised his eyes. He heard Yan Na’s voice, but his eyes stopped on the celadon. The sound was crisp, the outline was delicate, and the color was blue. It was a good thing.

“Tea?” Mu Ran asked.

Yan Na smiled and could feel that Mu Ran’s hostility was not as obvious as before when he spoke this time.

“I specially looked for the big red robe that you like.”