Having said that, she handed over the self-heating rice meal to Lu Qingshuang and said, "Sis, this is for you to eat. Don't you dare pity this guy or give him this meal. Just let him starve to death."
Lu Chuan felt baffled, he had clearly not provoked this woman, yet he found himself subjected to a verbal barrage, as if curses were falling from the sky while sitting in the forest.
Lu Qingshuang glanced at Lu Chuan, couldn't help but laugh, then took the self-heating rice meal handed over by Qi Ziwei and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, you are a strong person, and strong people should get what they deserve, unlike certain losers who can only hide behind women and deserve to go hungry!" Qi Ziwei glanced at Lu Chuan and then turned to go back to her own tent.
Lu Qingshuang reached out and patted Lu Chuan's head, laughing as she said, "Do you feel like a little brother being protected by big sis? Are you hungry? If you're hungry, big sis will give you this meal."
