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

Could it be that he really believed everything she said last time?

Su Ping didn't expect that he was so innocent and believed everything she said.

At this time, Aunt Mei knocked on the door.

"Miss, the porridge is ready."

Su Ping withdrew his gaze and went over to open the door.

Outside the door, Aunt Mei was carrying a bowl of steaming porridge on a tray.

Seeing Su Ping wanted to reach out and take the porridge, Aunt Mei quickly stopped her: "Miss, this porridge is just out of the pot, be careful not to burn your hands, let me bring it in for you."

Su Ping took a look at the bowl of porridge and was about to get some tissues from the table to keep it warm when Song Qi, who was sitting on the chair behind him, stood up.

"Let me do it."

Seeing that someone was not afraid of the heat, Su Ping let him do it.

Under Aunt Mei's suspicious gaze, Song Qi picked up the porridge.

It was really hot when I touched it.

"Is it hot? Put it on the table quickly before it breaks."

When Su Ping saw his frown, she quickly took two steps to the side to make way for him so that he could turn around and walk towards the table quickly.

Song Qi shook his head. The hot porridge in his hand was indeed very hot, but his subconscious thought was that it was a good thing that he had taken it himself.

If she had picked it up, it would have been too hot to hold and she would have dropped it on the ground.

As the porridge was placed on the table, Su Ping looked down and saw that Song Qi's fingers, which had just touched the bowl, had been scalded red.

His fingers were white and slender, and at this moment, the fingertips were slightly red, which seemed to have a certain visual impact, making people unable to help but think of other things.

Su Ping quickly looked away and suppressed the upward curve of her lips.

She took two wet wipes from the side and stuffed them directly into his hands: "Thank you, please wipe your fingers."

Song Qi looked at the wet wipes stuffed into his hand, and he felt like he was struck by lightning.

The moment Su Ping's fingertips touched his, his brain suddenly went blank, and that strange feeling came again.

The feeling of not wanting to be touched by her but also feeling like it’s not enough.

A sense of contradiction.

Song Qi lowered his eyes and rubbed the wet tissue in his hand into his palm bit by bit.

Su Ping raised his eyes and saw this scene, and blinked.

Wasn't it just a bowl of porridge that got him fired? Was he really that angry about being scalded?

And she thanked him, too, cheapskate.

Hearing the sound of bowls and spoons colliding, Song Qi looked over.

Su Ping had already sat down in front of the table, scooping up a spoonful of porridge and blowing on the hot air.

The originally bloodless lips appeared pink and tender after coming into contact with the heat, as if they were coated with lipstick.

Even though he had already eaten lunch, Song Qi couldn't help but move his Adam's apple when he saw her actions.

"you……"

Su Ping had just opened her mouth to put a spoonful of porridge in her mouth to test the temperature when she heard Song Qi's voice and subconsciously looked up.

Because of the movement of raising his head, the porridge in his mouth slid directly down his throat.

The porridge was still hot and it burned her so much that she opened her mouth and breathed heavily, and even tears came out unconsciously.

"what happened?"

Su Ping stuck out her tongue and fanned herself with her hand while looking at Song Qi who had suddenly fallen silent and asked.

"How are you?"

Seeing the slightly red corners of her eyes, Song Qi couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering him for two days.

After asking this question, I suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Although he knew it wasn't her first time, he was under the influence of the drug and didn't know if he knew the severity of the situation...

No, is there something wrong with him?

He didn't ask the question earlier or later, but just when she was about to test the temperature, he asked this inexplicable question.

She could hardly doubt that he hadn't done it on purpose.

Because I knew how hot the porridge was, I called her at this time specifically to let her get burned.

"Do you think I'm okay now? Try swallowing a mouthful of hot porridge and see..."

It would have been fine if he didn't speak, but as soon as he spoke, Su Ping felt a burning pain on his tongue.

Song Qi looked at the tip of her slightly extended pink tongue, and his eyes suddenly became a little unnatural.

After coughing lightly, he lowered his voice and said, "No, that's not what I'm asking..."

After Su Ping picked up the cup next to her and took a sip of water, she felt that the burning sensation in her mouth was not as obvious, but it was still a little painful.

"What do you want to say?"

Song Qi walked over and opened the door. After making sure that there was no one else outside, he quickly closed the door again.

Su Ping watched him muttering something as he returned to her.

"I mean, have you been feeling unwell these days?"

"For example, if your appetite increases..."

Su Ping thought about how she hadn't eaten anything in the past two days because of the fever. When she heard him say that, she felt even more that he did it on purpose.

"No, I haven't had much appetite these past two days."

No appetite?

Song Qi looked down at her face and indeed felt that it seemed to have shrunk a lot.

"What about other aspects?"

What other aspects?

Su Ping frowned at him and said unhappily, "I've been vomiting everything I eat these past two days. Do you think I'll be okay?"

When Song Qi heard that word, he felt sick.

He lowered his head in disbelief and looked at Su Ping's belly.

There wouldn't really be one in there...

Su Ping followed his shocked gaze and gradually understood.

She asked why Song Qi was acting strangely since he entered the door, and kept saying something she couldn't understand. It turned out that this was his plan.

Is he afraid of getting pregnant?

Thinking about how he had just burned herself, Su Ping curled her lips into a smile and decided to tease him.

"Yeah, I don't know what's going on. Sometimes I want to eat, and sometimes I don't. Sometimes my appetite gets bigger, but after eating I feel like vomiting..."

Song Qi's expression became uglier and uglier as she spoke, and he finally squatted down in front of her.

"you……"

His sudden action scared Su Ping, and he got stuck and forgot to say the next lines.

"I didn't take any measures that day. Did you buy any medicine?"

Su Ping was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and told the truth: "No."

Song Qi felt like he was not feeling well at all. He could only force himself to calm down and said, "How about I accompany you to the hospital to make an appointment today?"

Su Ping burst out laughing, which made Song Qi a little confused.

He didn't take any precautions that night, and she didn't buy any medicine the next day. Now that she has these symptoms again, it's hard for him not to think about that.

Putting aside the awkward relationship between them now, he is not ready to be a father.

"why are you laughing?"

Su Ping laughed so hard that she covered her stomach and her body trembled slightly.

"No need to go to the hospital, I'm fine."

"Didn't you say you feel like vomiting occasionally? You should go to the hospital for a checkup."

Song Qi looked into her eyes disapprovingly and said.

He had caused this mess himself, so he had the responsibility to accompany her to the hospital.