Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

"Of course not, there are now people who specialize in designing and producing them."

"Oh!"

Wen Qingyou responded with a sound of agreement and then fell silent.

After giving Chu Ning a hard time, her account was forcibly deleted.

Her relationship with Long Yanyu is over... Wait...

It must be very interesting to beat a dog when it's down.

Wen Qingyou said something to Luo Chentian and then logged off.

She hid her phone number and sent a message to Long Yanyu.

Since Chu Ning has gone all in, she won't give her even the slightest chance.

After sending the message, she checked the time again and realized it was almost dinnertime.

She had just opened the door when she saw Luo Chentian standing in front of her.

"I'll go cook!"

After saying this, Wen Qingyou walked forward.

"I'll come help you!"

Luo Chentian then followed.

"what?"

Wen Qingyou was extremely surprised; she couldn't have misheard.

Luo Chentian actually said he would help her. Was he mistaken, or was there something wrong with her ears?

"I'll come help you!"

After saying that, Luo Chentian walked to Wen Qingyou's side and put his arm around her shoulder.

Wen Qingyou turned her head slightly and saw his hand on her shoulder. She was slightly stunned for a moment, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

Luo Chentian's hand was around Wen Qingyou's shoulder. Actually, he was a little nervous, and his hand on her shoulder was even a little stiff.

Seeing that she didn't push him away, Luo Chentian's hand slowly relaxed.

Only when they reached the kitchen did Luo Chentian reluctantly remove his hand from her shoulder.

"Let's have pasta for dinner tonight!"

Wen Qingyou glanced at the ingredients in the refrigerator; preparing these was relatively simple.

"it is good!"

Luo Chentian nodded slightly.

He watched Wen Qingyou take the things out of the refrigerator step by step, feeling as if nothing had happened to him.

"What do you want me to do?"

Finally unable to hold back any longer, Luo Chentian asked.

"Oh!"

By this time, all the ingredients were ready, and the noodles were cooking in the pot.

She forgot what she could ask him to do.

"Take the fork and set it on the table!"

Actually, Wen Qingyou really wanted to tell him, "Young Master Luo, you just need to be beautiful."

However, Wen Qingyou knew she couldn't say it, otherwise she wouldn't know what kind of expression Luo Chentian would have.

"it is good!"

Even something as simple as setting aside knives and forks brought Luo Chentian great joy.

He glanced at the table, then grabbed a pair of scissors, went to the garden, cut some roses, and found a crystal glass bottle, which he then placed on the table.

Looking at the alluring flowers on the table, the smile on his lips became even more dazzling.

"It's ready to eat!"

When Wen Qingyou came out with the tray, she saw Luo Chentian's idiotic smile.

She placed one plate in front of Luo Chentian, and then carried another plate for herself.

Luo Chentian looked at the plate in front of him: grilled veal steak, mushroom, and spaghetti.

The food looked and smelled delicious. I hadn't eaten much at noon, but I didn't feel hungry at all.

However, upon smelling this aroma, I felt waves of hunger.