Chapter 121
Because the god who was so cold and cold that he would not even say a word to others did not exist at all. Now the god whose identity he had guessed was simply a weird guy with a brain problem.

"Qing Ran, let me ask you to clarify one thing, okay, what we are talking about now is not about whether I am stupid or not, nor about whether you are stupid or not, but about the sachet, what do you think? Is it really appropriate for me to give you a sachet? And you actually want to cut it from my clothes, isn't it too strange for you to do this?"

It was Qing Ran's helpless words that answered Qing Huan.

"I don't think it's strange. Do you think it's strange?"

This time, Qing Huan directly gave up talking to Qing Ran.

Not only does this god have a brain problem, but his acting skills are really good. This is clearly changing the subject on purpose, no matter what he says, he won't answer it.

Instead, I will pick up a biased topic that is not a mainstream issue. This does not seem to be perfunctory to myself, but in fact it is hiding in my own topic and not answering it.

After all, Qing Huan still made the sachet that Qing Ran wanted, but because she had never been a female worker before, the one she made was really ugly.

But when Qing Ran got the sachet made by Qing Huan himself, there was a faint smile on his expressionless face. It seemed that he liked this sachet very much.

Qing Huan successfully captured the smile on Qing Ran's face. For some reason, her heart seemed to be hit hard, and a sweet smell radiated from her heart.

The corners of the mouth turned up slightly unconsciously.

When he came to his senses, he coughed twice, and forcefully suppressed the corners of his raised mouth.

Some awkwardly kicked the extremely clean and clean ground, then looked at Qing Ran, and then his eyes fell on the sachet in his hand.

Because it has not been loaded with spices, it is still a bit flat, and it doesn't look so good.

However, this sachet is not very good-looking in the first place. After all, it is the work of Qing Huan, a newcomer who is making sachets for the first time, so it is already good if it can be formed. If you ask for the sachet to be beautiful, That's nonsense.

"Qing Ran, I have already given you the sachet, so please stop pestering me. Also, let me tell you, you must not despise it as ugly, because it is something I have spent so much money on. I made the first sachet with a lot of effort, if you think it is ugly, I will stand in the devil world to deal with you."

Qing Huan has never thought about which world to stand in and deal with which world, what is waiting now is just a task, but if what is needed in the task is to help which world to do something, then Qing Huan Huan will definitely take over the task.

……

Qing Huan also has no place to go, after all, she came out of the elf world just because she was too tired of staying there, and she really didn't want to stay there anymore, and the task still hasn't been refreshed, so it's aimless now walking down the street.

Qing Huan felt that she might be a fool, so let's not talk about being a fool, but in the end, she made a sachet for that fool according to another fool.

It would be fine if it was someone else, but it turned out to be a god.

Qing Huan felt that Qing Ran might not be a god but a nerve.

(End of this chapter)

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