After I died, the male supporting characters all turned black and went crazy

Song Qi was standing not far behind her. When he heard the noise, the look of disgust on his face became even more obvious.

"Can I try it later?"

Su Ping swallowed his saliva, feeling a little nervous.

Thinking that his sister would not be back tonight, the huge table of dishes he prepared lost its meaning.

"Whatever you want." After saying that, he went into the kitchen.

After Su Ping placed the cake in her hand next to the TV, she followed Song Qi into the kitchen.

The kitchen is not big, and it seems a bit crowded for two people.

Song Qi was tidying up the table. When he noticed Su Ping approaching, he subconsciously turned around and wanted to take a step back, but there was a sink behind him and he had nowhere to retreat.

Su Ping noticed the wound on his hand when he opened the door. Although it only bled, the wound was a bit deep and still needed to be bandaged.

Seeing him soaking his hands in the sink to wash things without a care, the wound showed signs of cracking again.

"Let me clean up here. You've been busy all day as the birthday boy. Go out and take a rest."

Su Ping grabbed the hem of his clothes and tried to push him out.

Why can’t I push it?

When he looked up, he saw Song Qi frowning: "I'm not Xu Yichen, you don't have to pretend, I won't fall for your tricks."

What does it have to do with Xu Yichen?

I understand. He was angry because Song Yifei chose Xu Yichen over him.

"Sister Yifei sent me a message this morning."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qi's eyes, which had been drooping, trembled.

"What did my sister tell you?"

Oh man.

"She told me that today is your birthday, but she might not be able to make it back to be with you, so she asked me to come in her place." Su Ping said and added.

"Of course, I was planning to come even if she didn't tell me. I've been working hard for half a month for this day. That cake..."

"Replace her? You don't deserve it." Song Qi interrupted her.

No one can replace his sister's place in his heart.

Okay, okay, just listen to what you want to hear, okay?

"Yes, I don't deserve it, but I really want to celebrate your birthday with you."

Su Ping's voice sounded a little sad, and she lowered her head and sobbed softly as she spoke.

Song Qi didn't say anything. What did it have to do with him whether she was sad or not?

Taking advantage of his distraction, Su Ping pushed him out.

"Would you please go out first? Let me sort myself out."

Song Qi had his back to her. If he didn't look at her expression and only listened to her voice, he would feel like she was about to break.

【The host has great acting skills. 】

Calabash Brothers gave sincere praise, which really opened its eyes. It turns out that you can really pretend to like someone.

[That's, even if a yandere abuses me a thousand times, I still treat her like my first love.]

Su Ping opened a group and found a pharmacy to place an order for simple bandaging supplies, which were delivered to her door in about half an hour.

Then, heat oil in a pan.

Outside, Song Qi didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't pay attention to what was happening in the kitchen.

Twenty minutes later, a simple bowl of longevity noodles was ready.

Su Ping looked at the bland-looking noodles, thought for a moment, and then grabbed two handfuls of chopped green onions and sprinkled them on top to cover the burnt egg.

[Host, dogs won't eat what you make. Do you think he will eat it?]

Calabash Brothers' voice was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the sense of accomplishment that Su Ping had finally built up.

[Calabash Brothers, don't you think you've talked too much today? No one will think you're dumb if you don't speak.]

After tidying up the table, Su Ping brought out the longevity noodles.

"what is this?"

Song Qi looked at the bowl placed in front of him. All he could see was that it was covered with chopped green onions and had a strange smell.

"Longevity noodles, I made it for you. How's it? Is it okay?"

As we were talking, the doorbell rang.

It arrived so quickly? The delivery was quite prompt, I have to give it a thumbs up!

"You eat first, I'll go downstairs to get something."

Ignoring Song Qi's inquiring gaze, Su Ping opened the door and went downstairs.

Behind the flower bed, Hong Zi watched Su Ping take the bag with the merchant's name printed on it from the delivery man, and in his heart, he felt that Shen Jiayu was wearing a green hat.

How impatient he must be! He met for half an hour and had the item he bought online delivered to his door before it got dark.

When he returned to the living room, Song Qi still maintained the same posture without moving, and the chopsticks were placed in their original place.

Su Ping sat down next to him and unpacked the bag.

"Give me your hand."

As expected, there was no response. Su Ping was not surprised. He firmly grasped Song Qi's left hand and pulled it towards him with a little force.

During the struggle, the wound split open and blood oozed out.

"do not move!"

Su Ping's patience was almost exhausted by him. Even a donkey was not as stubborn as him!

Song Qi actually obeyed and didn't move, allowing her to disinfect and bandage his wound.

"Okay, let's eat noodles. It won't taste good if it clumps together." Su Ping was quite satisfied with the results of his bandaging.

[It's like saying it would taste good if it's not lumpy. It's a question about whether it's lumpy or not...]

After blocking out the voice of Calabash Brothers, Su Ping felt that the world was quiet.

"Sister Yifei told me that you should eat longevity noodles for your birthday. Since she couldn't come back, she gave me the tutorial. I made it according to her method, and it should taste similar."

Su Ping even admired himself for being able to lie without blushing or getting nervous.

Hearing his sister's name, Song Qi was a little shaken.

Because only his sister knew that he ate longevity noodles on his birthday.

It turns out that my sister still has him in her heart.

Thinking of this, Song Qi felt that the emotions that had been pent up in his chest were finally relieved, and even the bowl of longevity noodles looked much better.

Seeing him pick up the chopsticks, Su Ping felt relieved and went to the kitchen to get herself a bowl of rice.

I cooked noodles for him even though I was hungry, and now he finally gets to eat.

This little pervert’s cooking skills are really good, every dish is delicious!

Su Ping's eyes became starry from eating so much, and Song Qi's condition was not so good.

He first took a mouthful of noodles and put it in his mouth, and immediately felt that his tongue was about to explode.

It has all kinds of flavors, bitter, sour, and spicy.

She even said it tasted just like her sister's. Who gave her that confidence? How did she do it?

"Cough, cough, cough!" The aftereffects were so strong that he couldn't stop coughing.

Even after drinking a large glass of water, the disgusting taste still lingered in my mouth and wouldn't go away.

Su Ping looked at Song Qi's face, which was twisted into a bitter gourd, and felt a little guilty.

Is it really so unpalatable?

"Forget it, you..."

Su Ping was just about to tell him to stop eating, but before she could finish her words, she saw him pick up the bowl of noodles as if he had made up his mind, and demonstrated to her what it meant to finish a bowl of noodles in one minute.

Is it possible that if you are fast enough, your sense of taste can’t catch up with you?

Su Ping was dumbfounded. She knew her cooking skills, but he actually ate them all?

"There's no need to work so hard..."

"You do not understand."

Although this bowl of noodles was not cooked by his sister personally, the method was taught by her. To put it another way, he can be said to have eaten his sister's bowl of longevity noodles this year.