Jiang Tang was sitting by the bed, sewing a simple sachet slowly with needle and thread.

The fabric was cut from an old skirt she wore, and the needlework was dug out of the wardrobe in the bamboo house.

The flowers and plants on the table were picked randomly from the grass outside at noon, and there was also half a bag of tea leaves, which she planned to put in together.

The system has been quiet since it was targeted yesterday.

But this doesn't mean it disappears. Looking at Jiang Tang's actions, the system wants to complain, what's the use of doing this kind of thing? That guy won't let you go.

Until the last stitch was finished, Jiang Tang bit the thread neatly, then picked and put the prepared "materials" in.

The system, which originally didn't want to speak, finally couldn't help it when it saw her pointing the tip of the scissors at her fingers: [Host, what are you going to do!]

There was tension in his tone.

"Spice up my 'gift'."

Jiang Tang said, and when he exerted force, his fingertips started to bleed.

The system subconsciously stopped the pain for her.

After Jiang Tang dropped the blood into the sachet, he stopped the bleeding with a handkerchief and sealed the mouth of the sachet with a ribbon made of a hair tie.

The system was about to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Tang: "It came out just in time, exchange it for me first."

As soon as I heard the word "exchange", even though I didn't have a brain, my system felt nervous and had a headache.

It really wanted to refuse, saying that it couldn't be exchanged, but because it knew Jiang Tang's one-word personality so well, it could only speak from the bottom of its heart: "What does the host want to exchange for?"

A dark light seemed to flash across Jiang Tang's eyes, and his voice was very gentle: "It's very simple, it can make..."

After Jiang Tang made her request known, the system was silent for a long time, until she urged her a second time: "You don't understand again, do you?"

It was important for him to say: [It can be exchanged, but this item is a high-end product and is expensive. Host, please think carefully before exchanging it. 】

Jiang Tang: "Exchange."

She didn't even ask about the price.

The system seemed to hear Gao himself sighing: [Analgesic and soothing fragrance, 1000 points for one bottle, redeemed successfully, welcome to use. 】

1000 points.

Even Jiang Tang twitched his lips when he heard this value.

This is definitely the most expensive product she has ever redeemed.

Fortunately, someone's favorability level was increased enough and she had enough points, otherwise she would not dare to waste it like this.

As the system sound disappeared, a small finger-long spray bottle appeared in Jiang Tang's hand.

"so small?"

System Tablet Wubo’s answer: [Analgesic fragrance is a high-end product, and it is expensive to buy alone. One bottle is 100 ml, and the effect can last for a month after one use. 】

When Jiang Tang heard that it could last for a month, Jiang Tang's frown relaxed a little.

"I know."

After saying that, she sprayed the sachet without hesitation.

The system instantly understood what Jiang Tang meant: [Host, have you misunderstood? This fragrance is useless to that guy, he...]

“You won’t know until you try it.”

Jiang Tang paused and smiled: "If it doesn't work, just wait for me to complain."

system:!!!

After she finished speaking, she stopped paying attention to the waste system. Oh no, she should be called a traitor now.

Jiang Tang closed his eyes and thought.

It was almost late when the small bamboo door was pushed open.

Xi Nanxing walked into the house and saw the pale and haggard girl sitting by the window. She frowned unconsciously and then said coldly:

"The meal is here, eat it if you like."

The girl who had been resting with her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of beautiful and bright eyes: "Of course I want to eat!"

Jiang Tang stood up and walked towards the boy, with a sweet smile on his face: "Have you prepared the chicken soup I want?"

She reached out to open the food box, and then a smile condensed on her face.

Two steamed buns and a plate of vegetables, not even as good as yesterday's?

The shock on the girl's face pierced Nan Xing's eyes. He subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he failed to act as if he was masochistic.

After a while, Jiang Tang found his voice and pointed at them with his slender fingers: "Are these serious?"

Nan Xing looked back at her: "Do you like to eat?"

"She is a prisoner, not a lady! I can allow you not to kill her for the time being, but if you want to be reckless here, I will never allow it!"

He blinked and said expressionlessly: "If you want to live here, you can only eat these."

[Host, look, am I right? This is a club head. Is he worthy of you hurting your finger for him? 】

The system was smarter this time and disappeared after saying this. It made up its mind to pretend not to hear even if Jiang Tang yelled at it.

Jiang Tang didn't criticize anyone this time. After a brief surprise, she shrugged: "Okay."

Then he reached for the food, but as soon as he moved, the boy's expression changed.

Where does the smell of blood come from?

"Are you bleeding?"

Jiang Tang was stunned for a moment, not expecting the other party to be so sharp today, but when he thought about his profession, he suddenly became silent again.

"Well, I accidentally pricked my finger while making a gift."

She smiled and said somewhat nonchalantly.

Hearing this, Nan Xing fell silent.

Of course he still remembered what she said yesterday, although he had never expected it, but...

"You go ahead and eat. Just leave the bowl at the door after you're done."

He left these words and turned to leave, but after taking only two steps, someone grabbed his sleeve:

"Hey, don't leave yet!"

Nan Xing stopped, his handsome face clearly showing murderous intent: "Let go."

"oh."

Jiang Tang let go, then turned around and ran to the window without waiting for him to speak: "Wait for me, I'll give you the gift!"

"I don't need it." Nan Xing looked away.

"No, you need to."

While he was talking, an ordinary and even a bit ugly sachet appeared in front of the young man.

The girl in front of him looked at him with a smile: "Smell it. If you can refuse it after smelling it, I will lose."

Nan Xing didn't want it at first, but his hand seemed to have its own ideas. By the time he reacted, the ugly sachet had already fallen into his hand.

His eyes as dark as stars looked straight at the girl, and then he put the sachet on the tip of his nose.

That action was inexplicably lustful. Jiang Tang, who originally just wanted to act, saw it and unconsciously wanted to hide.

Jiang Tang attributed this to the temptation of beauty. Who made the young man in front of him have a really beautiful face?

Nan Xing was just perfunctory at first, but after smelling the fragrance, he was suddenly stunned.

This fragrance... is almost exactly the same as the smell on her body!

There may be wildflowers and a faint scent of tea, but the most noticeable thing is the scent that he has only smelled on her body, which can suppress his headache.

The young man's originally cold eyes suddenly became complicated and deep, and he looked at the girl in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze, as if he wanted to see something from her expression.

Jiang Tang didn't seem to notice anything, and still smiled: "How about it, do you like this gift?"

She just let him look at her so generously, without any trace of nervousness or fear.

The young man finally moved his eyes away from her and looked around the bamboo house that he could see through at a glance.

Just when Jiang Tang thought he would say something to thank or like him, the young man suddenly put the sachet in his hand and said to her:

"Tell me, who do you want me to kill?"

There was obvious surprise on Jiang Tang's face, as if he didn't expect him to say such a thing.

However, her reaction seemed to sting the young man. He threw the sachet into her arms and said, "I don't want it anymore."

"Stop!"

Jiang Tang grabbed his clothes again: "Just wait for me to think about it and then think about it."

As she spoke, she put the sachet into the boy's hand.
To be continued...