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

Lu Fansheng pulled the suitcase and led Fang Qingyou into the room.

Fang Qingyou followed him into the room.

Lu Fansheng went to put his suitcase away, and Fang Qingyou began to look around the room.

The room wasn't very big.

Directly opposite, there was a wooden plank bed, which was covered with a straw mat since it was summer.

And then there's a quilt.

The room was quite spacious, with a table on one side and a large box in the corner on the other side, which looked like Lu Fansheng's "wardrobe"!

"Qingyou, lie down for a bit! You must be tired from sitting in the car!"

Lu Fansheng pushed the blanket on the bed further in.

"Ok!"

Fang Qingyou sat down, and to her surprise, it was incredibly soft; clearly, there was a blanket underneath.

"How are you? Are you comfortable? I knew you wouldn't be used to sleeping in this, so I made this bed!"

At this moment, Lu Fansheng sat down beside her, a gentle smile on his face, looking intently at her, and speaking slowly.

"Ok!"

Fang Qingyou nodded.

Because Lu Fansheng had already moved closer, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

She made a move and lay down inside.

Fang Qingyou turned her face to the other side.

A cold smile played at the corners of his lips.

Did he think that the fact that there was a quilt on the wooden bed showed that he cared about her?

That's really laughable.

Although he is a child from the mountains, he has lived in the city for eight or nine years.

Lifestyle habits have also changed a long time ago.

He probably couldn't get used to sleeping on that wooden bed from the very beginning!

Seeing that she was still the same even though he was in this state, Lu Fansheng frowned.

He then went to bed and lay down, his face turned toward Fang Qingyou.

He reached out and hugged Fang Qingyou's waist, lowered his head, and whispered in her ear, "Qingyou, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Qingyou instantly felt her nerves tighten.

She pushed him away immediately.

The bed isn't very big, since it was originally just Lu Fansheng's bed.

With a quilt already inside, the bed seemed even smaller.

Lu Fansheng had been carefully accompanying Fang Qingyou and hadn't been paying attention to anything when he was suddenly pushed off the bed.

With a soft "plop".

At that moment, the door was opened.

When Lu's mother burst in, her expression immediately became quite interesting upon seeing Lu Fansheng still sitting on the ground.

In the end, she managed to rein herself in.

She quickly went to Lu Fansheng's side, reached out and helped him up, while looking at Fang Qingyou with a forced smile.

"Qingyou, why did you have to push Fansheng down like that?!"

Lu's mother questioned him.

She had been enduring it all, but the fact that this couple would kick her husband off the bed while they were sleeping was simply unbearable.

Fang Qingyou was about to speak when Lu Fansheng stopped her.

"Mom, it's my own fault. The bed is too small. If I'm not careful, I'll fall off!"

Since Lu Fansheng had already said that, Lu's mother couldn't say anything more.

Fang Qingyou didn't know why he was speaking up for her.

However, she still really doesn't know how to answer.