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He originally planned to make more at night, to make a caring bento for his dear sister Xue'er.
Therefore, exchanging a letter for cooking is equivalent to whoring for nothing.
"But I have one condition," he continued.
"What condition?" Xiaoying came to her senses with a vigilant expression.
"You want to read that letter?"
"No! That's for the lady."
"Aren't you curious?" Jiang Chen induced her.
"Curious but can't watch." Xiaoying's attitude is very firm.
Well, it seems that this little girl is quite loyal, Jiang Chen had no choice but to give up the idea of reading that letter immediately.
He could also know what was written in the letter even if he went to see Qian Renxue at night.
"Then when will you send it?" Jiang Chen asked.
"At night, the lady may not be there during the day. If the bishop didn't say something urgent, just give it to the lady at night."
Jiang Chen nodded, left Xiaoying's room, and returned to his own room.
He took out the information given to him by Qian Renxue and got familiar with his new identity.
After reading it, I slept for a few hours.
After waking up, he found that Xiaoying was still practicing.
"This is simply a cultivating madman." Jiang Chen thought to himself.
"Still greedy."
He found that after Xiaoying was tired from practicing, he would take a rest, and then continue to practice, repeating the cycle.
To be able to reach the realm of the Soul Sect at the age of 17 is already a very good qualification.
Perhaps her talent is no worse than Hu Liena's.
It may also be the reason for her hard work.
Jiang Chen's heart suddenly moved, he remembered something, maybe it was very suitable for this girl.
She followed Qian Renxue's side, and being stronger would also help Qian Renxue.
Jiang Chen got out of bed, plunged into the kitchen, and began to prepare his love bento.
Hearing the sound from the kitchen, Xiaoying couldn't help opening her eyes, with a flash of joy.
Walking carefully to the window, she looked at the busy figure, and couldn't help feeling a little moved in her heart.
"I didn't even show him the letter, and he even cooks for me, so he's a friend we can make."
In Xiaoying's heart, Jiang Chen's image became a little taller invisibly.
While Jiang Chen was busy, he thought of Qian Renxue's expression of enjoyment when he ate the heart bento, and he was in a very happy mood.
Cooking for someone he likes is also a kind of happiness, Jiang Chen feels this way now.
The sound of light footsteps approaching, Jiang Chen turned his head and found that Xiaoying had walked into the kitchen.
"Jiang Chen, I'll help you." She felt that Jiang Chen was cooking for her, since they are already friends, they should help her.
"Don't get in the way, that's the biggest help." Jiang Chen muttered in his heart.
He dismissed Xiaoying with a piece of garlic, "Go out and finish peeling this."
"Oh." Xiao Ying, who originally wanted to see Jiang Cheng show off his skills, took Garlic in a daze.
"Why are you still here? Don't block me." Jiang Chen pushed her, it was getting late, he had to finish it quickly.
Xiaoying walked to the door with her mouth pursed, squatted on the ground, and peeled the garlic. From time to time, she turned her head to look at Jiang Chen inside, with a strange look in her eyes.
"Could it be that he specializes in cooking in the Pope's Palace?" She couldn't help guessing.
Otherwise, how could Jiang Chen have such good cooking skills at such a young age?
"A cook has such great strength, the Pope's Palace is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." Xiaoying thought that she had come into contact with the truth.
"Perhaps the miss became good friends with him because of his good craftsmanship."
"Is it peeled off?" Jiang Chen's voice came.
"Oh, it's coming soon."
"Your work is really ink." Jiang Chen snatched a piece of garlic that hadn't been peeled from her hand.
He broke the garlic one by one, with soul power surging in his hand, he rubbed it lightly, and all the garlic skins fell off.
"It's so fast." Xiaoying stared blankly at this scene, feeling a little admiration in her heart.
Jiang Chen glanced at her, then took out the table and chairs from the soul tool.
"Take it and put it away."
"Oh."
