Shen Yanxiao's lips twitched. Even though the voice was unfamiliar, she was one hundred percent sure that she had heard it before!
Looking at his energetic hands, the color of his skin was different from an elf.
Evidently, the owner of that hand was a human, not an elf!
Shen Yanxiao could only think of one person who could be imprisoned here!
The 'flower thief' that was detained because he had chased the City Lord's daughter, her third uncle—Shen Jing!
Shen Yanxiao was speechless. Wasn't her third uncle too carefree?
Even if the conditions of the cell were pretty good, he was still a prisoner. Did he have to be so enthusiastic? Did he have to be so cocky as to invite his cellmate to eat fruits?
Shen Yanxiao looked up at the sky speechlessly. She could understand why Shen Feng would subconsciously ignore this son of his.
It was honestly…
She could not bear to look at him.
