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    Hua Qian stretched out his hand to hold Tang Jin's hand holding the medicine bottle, with a pair of almond eyes full of affection: "Of course not, if it hadn't been for the young lord to save him, Qian'er would have died in the mouth of a bloody bat, how could he still sit still?" What about here? How could Qian'er be angry with the Young Leader?"

    Not only did she cover his hand, she even touched it secretly with desire and shame.

    Tang Jin's arms stiffened, looking at Hua Qian's hand, a trace of strong disgust and murderous intent flashed across his eyes, but his eyes were covered by his long and thick eyelashes, and when he raised his head, his face remained gentle.

    Tang Jin twitched her hand, her tone was calm but somewhat cold.

    "It's fine for the fish girl not to be angry."

    Huaqian himself had goosebumps all over his body, and when he saw him pulling his hand away, he also took it back.

    "It's getting late, it's inconvenient for me to stay for a long time, so I'll go back first."

    "Young leader, let's go."

    After sending that bastard Tang Jin away, Hua Qian closed the door, and the voice of the system came from his mind.

    [Customer, is it really okay for you to tease Tang Jin like this? 】

    Hua Qian sat back on the stool and poured a cup of tea proudly.

    "What's the matter, if you allow him to fix me, I can't be happy? Tsk, don't tell me that Tang Jin's hands are really thin and tender, smoother to the touch than a woman's."

    Listening to Hua Qian's obscene voice, the system was rarely silent, and it took a long time to speak.

    [Customer, Tang Jin has severe cleanliness. 】

    "What's wrong with cleanliness? If I have cleanliness, I can touch it..."

    Huaqian: "!!!"

    It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head, instantly waking up her head that was already fluttering.

    People with cleanliness hate nothing more than being stained with unclean things.

    It's even worse for Tang Jin's abnormality and cleanliness. According to Tang Jin's blackened character in his original work, he has only one result to deal with annoying things.

    ruined it.

    If Tang Jin was really born with a black heart, Hua Qian's behavior just now had already touched his bottom line.

    Huaqian, who had regained her senses, stammered, "System, do you think there is still room for redemption?"

    【...Tang Jin should not dare to blatantly kill you now, customer, even if you lose a hand, your life will go on as usual. 】

    Hua Qian looked at the unhealed palm and the left arm that had just been stitched up, holding his head in pain: "System, are you sure my IQ can really attack Tang Jin?"

    In less than half a month, she was already injured all over.

    And just now, she was stupid enough to provoke a murderous pervert!

    [To be honest, customers, they are a little skeptical now. 】

    Hua Qian was even more frustrated when he heard this: So why did you choose me as the executor? I have always doubted my IQ myself.

    She is just an ordinary student with more effort than talent. Her biggest dream is to eat and drink with her brother and spend her life in peace and stability. She doesn't look like someone who can save the world.

    Seeing Huaqian was depressed, 1438 said cheerfully again.

    [But dead horses are treated as living horse doctors, customers should not give up, maybe there will be a turnaround. 】

    "Even if you get through this level by luck, what about this kind of pervert, who is suspected of being sick and charming, maybe she will go crazy in the future."

    Hua Qian was paralyzed on the bed and hugged the pillow, the breath of salted fish was all over her body for a while, and she even began to doubt herself.

    "What's the use of me saving the world, I can't see my brother after the mission, and I can't go back to my previous life. It's the same for me everywhere. Isn't it just a novel, the male supporting cast is black and kills the Quartet. The ending is quite touching, isn't it?"

    Seeing that Huaqian began to persuade herself to give up the struggle, No. 1438 secretly shouted that it was not good, if she went on like this and the task could not be completed, her year-end bonus would be lost.

    Number 1438 said quickly.

    [Dear customer, although the system cannot send you back because your body in the original world has been destroyed, one wish can be fulfilled after the task is completed]

    Huaqian: No interest, no desire, no desire.

    [For example, the system can choose another suitable body for you to revive the soul. 】

    Huaqian: ! ! !

    She sat up suddenly: "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

    [Cough, this is a thoughtful extra reward from the system, but it only requires the customer to complete the task perfectly. 】

    Hua Qian was so high-spirited in an instant: "If that's the case, then we have to go all out!"

    She mobilized all her brain cells, bent her fingers against her chin, and thought.

    "First of all, we must gain the trust of this little bastard Tang Jin. He must be eager to be me now, and I can't sit still. Quickly, quickly transfer the original."

    He wiped his right hand over and over again with a damp cloth soaked in petal water, not letting go of the subtleties between the five fingers.

    It wasn't until he suppressed the sticky and warm feeling in his heart that Tang Jin threw the wet cloth into the basin.

    How dare you touch him.

    Thinking of that charming and shy face, his disgust filled his eyes.

    Just now, he almost couldn't resist the urge in his heart to cut off her head.

    It's a pity, it's a pity, now is not the time to be devout.

    Tang Jin was a little distressed, tsk, would have known that she would have been buried alive in the post road.

    But since Tang Wu wanted to use Yuqian to show his benevolence and righteousness, he would keep her life first, which would be more useful in the future.

    But being profaned by something dirty is really annoying.

    He picked up the folding fan on the table and played with it boringly. He pressed the dark button with a "click", and the iron sheet instantly covered the fan surface.

    This piece of iron is as thin as ice, but the sharp edges of the pieces are all serrated, and the bones and muscles can be cut with a single stroke.

    The shiny thin iron blade revealed a clean, handsome and impeccable face. His eyebrows and eyes were like crescent moons, and the corners of his mouth were light. His eyes, which were originally full of disgust and violence, suddenly shone bright, as if he had found him. A novel way to play.

    "Or just cut off one of her hands."

    He murmured with a chuckle, "If you don't obey me, I will cut off a foot."

    Tang Jin was very satisfied with the gameplay he thought of. He supported his head with one hand, as if he was thinking hard about how to place the newly acquired toys.

    "How long will it take to become a pig? I really want to see it sooner~"

    At this time, Hua Qian didn't know that she was already a living dead in someone's mind, so she struggled to read the original work, trying to find a way to save herself.

    After looking hard for a long time, Hua Qian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pointed to the font with blue light in mid-air and shouted: "I found it, this is it!"

    In the early morning, the chirping of birds came into the room through the windows.

    Hua Qian rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up to get dressed, rinsed his mouth, and washed his face, then lay down by the window to admire the dew-stained flowers under the rising sun.

    I don't know when there were some new flowers in the yard, and they were budding in the morning light, as if they were coated with a thin layer of gold, very beautiful.

    Hua Qian stretched, and suddenly saw a figure squatting furtively under the outer wall of the window sill.

    She stretched her head to look: "Who is there?"

    The figure froze, and it took a long time to turn around, revealing a delicate face, and smiled at Huaqian to cover up his embarrassment.

    Hua Qian saw that he was dressed like a disciple of Yujimen, and was a little puzzled: "What are you doing sneaking around outside my house early in the morning?"

    Hearing what she said, the boy quickly got up, shook his head and explained: "Girl Fish, don't get me wrong, I don't mean any harm, I, I just want to come and send you some flowers."

    flower?

    Hua Qian saw that he really was holding a fresh jasmine plant in his arms, and the roots were still wrapped with fresh soil.

    "Why are you sending me flowers?"

    The boy scratched his head and nodded shyly.

    "Yesterday, I accidentally hurt the girl in the martial arts test class. I have been feeling very sorry. I heard that if you are in a happy mood, the wound will heal faster. I think girls like flowers. Miss Yu, you must be very happy when you see flowers." I am happy, so I dug a few plants from the back mountain and sent them to you."

    When Hua Qian heard this, he suddenly realized: "The person yesterday was you."

    Looking at the freshly buried flowers in the courtyard, there must be more than a dozen of them, and it is difficult for him to go to the back mountain to work early in the morning.

    As a young man with a pure heart, Huaqian naturally doesn't care about those little details, let alone what happened yesterday was not his fault at all.

    "It's just that you have suffered some flesh injuries. You don't have to blame yourself for what happened."

    Seeing her saying this, the young boy blushed even more, and his voice became much more subdued: "Miss Yu, you are so kind."

    Immediately after he put the flowers on the window sill and was about to run away, Hua Qian hurriedly shouted: "Wait."

    The boy stopped and heard Hua Qian ask, "What's your name?"

    "Girl Yu, my name is Shen Huanzhi."

    "Shen Huanzhi, that's a nice name."

    Huaqian's brows were curved, "I'm not very good at growing flowers, so many beautiful flowers in my hands may be ruined. But I'm good at cooking, if Mr. Shen doesn't mind, can I use these flowers to make pastries?"

    The boy nodded again and again: "Of course."

    "Thank you then."

    Looking at her bright smile on the window sill, the young man blushed even more, and hurriedly turned around and ran out of the yard.

    Seeing him leave, Hua Qian picked up the jasmine plant he had left on the window sill and smelled it, and suddenly there was a tangy fragrance.

    This flower came just in time.

    Now that the summer is hot, the mood is inevitably a lot of irritability.

    Tang Jin's taste has always been tricky, and summer must not be as happy as usual.

    Although Hua Qian has a mediocre grade in literature, history and philosophy and knows nothing about physics, her life skills and artistic talent are high.

    As a human being, you naturally have to make use of your strengths and avoid weaknesses.

    However, she has limited mobility now, and it is not easy to cook too complicated dishes. The pastries and tea are just right.

    She asked Yulu to take some peaches, peeled them and cut them into small pieces.

    Put a frying pan on the fire, pour the peach cubes into the pot, pour in an appropriate amount of sugar and boil it into a pink sauce, let it cool to a transparent water red, and then put it in the ice cellar for half an hour.

    The jasmine flowers are also prepared in the same way. Remove the receptacle and steam it with tea, then dry it, and then add rock sugar and water to boil it into a flower sauce and refrigerate it.

    Then the remaining peaches are squeezed into juice, mixed with jasmine sauce and filtered to remove the thickened petals.

    Huaqian found a crystal clear glass cup, poured in thick peach jam, mixed with tea juice, and finally sprinkled a few jasmine petals on the tea surface to decorate.

    She looked up at the big sun in the sky, and instructed: "When it's noon, put some ice cubes in the tea and send it to the young leader."

    The author says:

    Non-food articles, just for the plot

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