"Maybe I can cover you."

Da Mi whispered in the newcomer's ear.

The prisoner next to the newcomer swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at Da Mi in slight horror.

"Take your hands off."

The newcomer stopped his intention to continue drinking porridge and said coldly.

"Oh, you still have such a strong temper, I like it."

Da Mi wanted to touch his delicate cheeks with her hands.

But before he could touch him, the newcomer grabbed his wrist.

"I told you, take your hand away."

The newcomer looked at DaMi calmly and slowly exerted his strength.

"Ah...ah...let go!"

"Let go!"
Chapter completed!