The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

Seeing Jiang Chan's clear gaze, Qingyuan simply changed the subject: "I will not interfere with your task selection this time. Would you like to spare some time to do a task? Anyway, idleness is also idleness."

Jiang Chan pointed his finger to Qingyuan, "I know you are trying to turn me around to do the task. When I think that I will recast your body, I will be bald. I don't know where to find this method of recasting my body. Well, is it possible to find it in that world of cultivating immortals?"

　　 "I don't know, let's take a step and take a step." Qingyuan also fell silent, and there was a silence between the two.

Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows: "I remember watching a TV series before. Wasn't there a child named Nezha who cut his bones and turned his father cut the flesh to ring his mother. Later, his master used lotus root to recast his flesh? "

"I have carefully studied your local myths and legends. It is not realistic. The lotus root is the white lotus root of the white jade in the hands of Yuanshi Tianzun. The origin of this white lotus is not small. Where can there be such legendary things? I can only watch it step by step."

　　 Qingyuan sighed: "If it doesn't work, I will take the path of soul-cultivation, but this is also the next step. If you can practice physically, who wants to take this path?"

　　 Jiang Chan comforted her: "I will try my best to find it for you. After all, I met her."

　　 "So, do you want to do a quest now?" Qingyuan changed his expression in a second, and looked like Zhou peeled his skin. He almost followed Jiang Chan with a small leather whip.

　　 "Fine, I can't do the task?" Jiang Chan raised her hand and surrendered. It happened that this class was a Chinese class. Seeing the teacher asked her to do the test paper, her mind moved slightly, and people were in the task hall.

　　 Qingyuan said that if she didn't interfere with her mission, she didn't show up, but it doesn't mean that she won't do anything else. But thinking about Jiang Chan's cold face, Qingyuan moved her fingers and gave up the idea of ​​cheating.

　　 Let Jiang Chan relax her vigilance before sending her to the world she is optimistic about. At that time, even if it is a task she doesn't like anymore, Jiang Chan will have to bite the bullet.

　　 Hehe left behind a string of laughter, Qingyuan disappeared. Jiang Chan in the mission hall only felt a hint of coolness floating behind her. She shook her head. It was estimated that Qingyuan was planning some small conspiracy secretly again.

　　I can't find out much about each other's personalities, what Qingyuan thinks she can't guess? This can be regarded as a kind of little fun for them to get along with each other.

　　 Sitting down in the mission hall, Jiang Chan recruited a light group. After quickly watching the client's life, Jiang Chan raised her eyebrows: "I'll take this mission."

　　 "Han Chenguang, why are you so careless? We worked hard for two hours, and you fell to the ground like this?"

　　 "This is the homework to be handed in in the club. We have to do it again. Senior Liang Chen asked me to go to the movies with me later. Where can I find time?"

　　 "Can you do one thing well? I really don't know what you do with us all day long?"

　　 "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll do it again now," a female voice of promise sounded, apologetic and cautious in her tone.

　　 Jiang Chan heard three sharp female voices as soon as he was conscious, and they were accusing you every word.

　　 took a closer look, a girl with a round body was squatting on the ground to pick up a cake that accidentally fell on the ground. This should be a classroom. There are 20 or 30 students in the classroom, most of them are girls. At this moment, everyone is jokingly watching the girls squatting on the ground.

　　 "It turns out it's this time." Jiang Chan's eyes flashed a stream of light, and she glanced at the cake base in front of her. There was nothing modified on it, neither milk nor fruit.

　　 "Let me clean up for you," Jiang Chan stood up and found a mop and broom to help Han Chenguang, the focus of the crowd, clean up the mess.

　　 "What's the use after you have cleaned it up? Our homework can't be handed in, and we will have to do it again next class." A beautiful girl said bitterly, and at the same time gave Han Chenguang a stern look.

　　 Han Chenguang shrank, like a frightened little quail.

Jiang Chan's expression became cold: "Everyone can make mistakes, right? Besides, Han Chenguang is really unacceptable? Didn't someone hit her? You are really good, don't go to the culprit to settle the account, bully a little here. girl."

　　 "She was in front of you, who hit her and didn't you see?" Jiang Chan's gaze swept to a tall boy in the next team, touching Jiang Chan's sight, the boy's face was a little uncomfortable.

　　 He touched his nose: "I'm sorry, I didn't think you didn't hold this cake steady, or I should pay you one?"

　　 The girl next to the boy was also embarrassed, "Why don't you give me this, my boyfriend didn't mean it."

　　 A well-dressed girl curled her lips: "No, just the way you do it, the president will definitely fail."

"How do you talk about you?" The girl was anxious, Jiang Chan put the mop back to the corner of the classroom, "Okay, what can I say to this kind of person? Isn't it just paying you a cake? You wait for me for ten minutes~www .wuxiamtl.com~Chenguang, can you do it with me? I need your help!"

　　 Han Chenguang nodded hurriedly: "Of course I can, but I am clumsy, will it cause you trouble?"

　　 Jiang Chan sighed, and took Han Chenguang to sit down in his seat: "Silly girl, you can't do it slowly and get familiar. Who in this world is born to do this?"

　　 This is a cooking club in the school. It just so happens that this week’s homework is to learn how to make a cake, which is also listed as the club’s assessment results. Jiang Chan glanced at the tools on the workbench, and already had a confession in his heart.

　　 "Chenguang, you will whip the cream, cut all the fruits, and I will do the rest." After Han Chenguang's work was arranged, Jiang Chan started to move. Originally this was a ten-inch cake base, Jiang Chan carefully separated two round cake bases.

　　 One was naturally compensated to the three girls on behalf of Han Chenguang, and the other was Jiang Chan's own homework. Han Chenguang's cream was also finished over there, Jiang Chan raised a little and took a look: "You did a very good job, very good!"

　　 Han Chenguang smiled shyly and stood beside Jiang Chan. As soon as he touched the cream, Jiang Chan thought of Jiang Yun's life in West Point House. It's just a cake. Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?

　　 The spatula quickly smoothed out the cream. Jiang Chan turned the cake stand underneath with one hand and the piping bag in the other, and one after another exquisite patterns appeared on the cake surface.

　　 Seeing the above is a bit monotonous, Jiang Chan quickly made two roses up again, and decorated them with Han Chenguang's cut fruits, and a beautiful cake was completed.