The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

Jiang Chan stretched out his hand and hugged Mo Mo, who was flying over, and touched Mo Mo's head on his forehead: "Naughty."

　　 Momo's two front paws embraced Jiang Chan's neck, and his little head rubbed against Jiang Chan's chin, making a soft cat cry. Where is the arrogance towards Wen Jing and others?

　　 "It just came, and you are not familiar with it yet. It will be fine if you live for a while." Jiang Chan hugged Mo Mo and looked at the dizzy trio with a smile.

　　 "Hope." After all, Wen Jing is the biggest, and she is the first to come back to her senses: "Don't tell me, hurry up and wash, this is the second year of high school, and the pressure will suddenly rise."

　　 "I want to go to bed early. There will be a flag-raising ceremony tomorrow. You will also bring Momo to the flag tomorrow?" Yang Liuqing glanced at the Momo lying next to Jiang Chan's pillow, his tone full of envy.

　　 "How can I send it to the classroom first, and then go to the playground to raise the flag." Jiang Chan lay down, his cheeks are one fist away from Mo Mo. Mo Mo moved, and he closed his eyes again relying on Jiang Chan.

　　 "Tomorrow the flag-raising ceremony, Xiaochan, will you go up to speak?" Yu Jie suddenly asked, every stage of the flag-raising ceremony will have a grade representative to give a speech. Last month was the second grade of high school, this month it will be the turn of the third grade.

　　 You don’t have to think about it, the grade representative of this issue must be Jiang Chan. If you change someone else, you won't be convinced.

　　 Jiang Chan yawned: "Yes, Lao Jiang gave me the speech draft during the evening self-study."

　　 "Hey, when will I be able to be a grade representative?" Yang Liuqing sighed.

　　 "First of all, you have to make sure that you have never been off the throne of the first grade." Wen Jing pointed out a fact sharply, "Secondly, you must win awards in international competitions."

"Forget it, I'll be a salted fish in peace." Yang Liuqing lay on the bed and wailed, "After all, are people like Cicada a minority? We are all ordinary people, or live a good life of ordinary people. Bar."

　　 On Monday morning, Jiang Chan got up lightly, and when he came out after washing, he saw Mo Mo sitting on the bed looking at her. Jiang Chan stroked Momo's head: "I'll go for a run in the playground and let the dormitory see that you are not good. You can sleep for a while, and I will buy breakfast and take you to the classroom."

　　 I don't know if Mo Mo understood it or what it is. He squatted down on Jiang Chan's pillow again. A smile flashed across Jiang Chan's eyes and went downstairs for morning exercises.

　　 A good physique is the capital of learning. If you wake up early and exercise, you will have more energy to study. We greeted several physical education teachers I knew well, and Lao Shi approached me mysteriously: "Your teacher's mother has obviously less night sweats in the last two nights, and she has fallen asleep."

　　 "That's good. I insist on taking the medicine. I'll go and do acupuncture for my mother at noon on Friday." Jiang Chan and Lao Shi ran side by side, their faces were not red or breathless.

"By the way, you keep a little belly in the morning. Your mother wrapped wontons last night, and I will deliver them to you when the flag is raised." Lao Shi suddenly smiled, "You girl is a blessing. The wontons your mother wrapped is a community. A must."

　　 "Then I will save some stomach and wait for Master's wontons," Jiang Chan smiled and said, "Don't let Master be busy in the future, she is busy with her work, and it will be too hard to eat for me."

　　 "Where can this be called hard work?" Lao Shi stared: "If you hold it for you, why is a little girl thinking so hard?"

　　 "Okay, then I'm not welcome." Jiang Chan nodded in response, wondering if she would make some medicine for her mother to take it to her, so she wouldn't have to eat it for nothing.

　　 "That's right," Lao Shi nodded in satisfaction, watching Jiang Chan run away and then walked back slowly.

　　 Jiang Chan ran for forty minutes, and then went to the cafeteria to pack early. As for Lao Shi, she said she hadn't heard. She uses a lot of physical strength in martial arts, and she has always tried her best to restrain her.

When 　　 went back, the three in the dormitory had already gotten up. Seeing Jiang Chan pushing the door in, Mo Mo stretched out on Jiang Chan’s pillow, licked the meat mat and washed his face.

　　 put breakfast on the table, Jiang Chan hugged Mo Mo: "I bought you beef patties, eat some?"

　　 "Meow." Mo Mo's name was soft and cute, and he was almost rolling on Jiang Chan's hand. Everyone was envious of the quietness of the place.

Waiting for Mo Mo to have breakfast. When he went to the classroom, Jiang Chan also prepared a pair of chopsticks for Mo Mo. This was the bowl Jiang Chan had eaten by himself at the beginning. As for now, he has returned to Mo Mo. .

　　 The flag-raising ceremony in the city is once a month, every time during the big break, that is, around nine o'clock in the morning. Jiang Chan put Momo on the table, and took the speech into the broadcasting room.

　　 Listening to Jiang Chanqing Lingling's voice on the radio, Momo in the belly of the table changed his posture and narrowed his eyes contentedly. My sister's voice is so nice, and she treats Mo Mo so well, Meow.

　　 After the speech, Lao Shi carried an insulation box and waved to Jiang Chan. Wontons are made by the master. As far as they are cooked, it is Lao Shi's craftsmanship. Cooking a wonton is not a difficult task.

　　 "Thank you, teacher and mother, I'm not welcome." Jiang Chan held the thermos box and seldom gave a big smile. She has smelled the scent inside, and there is also a smell of fresh shrimp~www.wuxiamtl.com~ You are welcome, I like to bring it to you next time. "Lao Shi waved his hand and went down to maintain order.

　　 When he arrived in the classroom, Jiang Chan opened the heat preservation box. Lao Shi was a rough but careful person. One box contained small wontons, and the other layer was wonton soup. The inside was sprinkled with chopped green onions, which was very delicious.

　　 Mo Mo suddenly sniffed in the belly of the table, opened his eyes the next moment, poked his head out to see who brought such a delicious thing.

　　 Jiang Chan took out Momo's bowl from his bag and put a few wontons on the table. Mo Mo immediately lowered his head and looked at the steaming wontons. It was a dilemma.

　　Mr.'s wonton wrapper is very beautiful. The wonton wrapper is almost transparent. You can see the shrimp inside. The small wontons are so exquisite and cute that you can't bear to eat them.

　　 One bite is all kinds of deliciousness. I can’t wait to swallow my tongue. No wonder Lao Shi said that his mother’s wonton is a must in the community. Take another sip of wonton soup, and the warm soup goes down, driving away the chill of early winter.

　　 Speaking of Momo, I couldn’t wait. I tentatively took a bite of wonton, and then took a bite of it. The hair on its body seemed to explode, and I narrowed my eyes with enjoyment.

　　 The next moment I don’t care if the wonton is still hot, I can’t wait to bury my head in the bowl, and there is a pleasant grunt in my throat.

　　 Hearing Mo Mo happily, Jiang Chan dialed a few more for it, and Mo Mo happily directed at Jiang Chan to act like a baby. It’s the elder sister who treats it well. Give him such delicious little wontons!

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