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

After Rong Che left, he went straight downstairs.

Zhao Qingyou took out her phone and saw that it was already evening. No wonder she felt hungry.

She followed him downstairs.

When I got downstairs, I realized it was raining outside.

Thunderstorm and heavy rain, the raindrops pattering incessantly against the window.

"Is there no one else here besides us?"

Zhao Qingyou asked him a question.

"I've had them leave; after all, this place will be yours from now on."

Rong Che said.

sweat! !

Zhao Qingyou was speechless for a moment, then paused and continued, "Then you can have them come again later! I won't be coming here often either. They're used to it here, and it's very convenient for them."

"Ok!"

Rong Che nodded, sat on the sofa, and stared absently at his phone, as if waiting for someone important to call him.

Seeing his current state, Zhao Qingyou knew that he must be waiting for Xue Mengyao.

"I'm going to cook, can you help me?"

As Zhao Qingyou spoke, she walked towards the kitchen.

"I won't!?"

Despite saying he wouldn't, Rong Che still stood up.

"So, the word 'can't' even exist in your dictionary, Rong Che!"

Zhao Qingyou looked at him and gave a mocking smile.

Rong Che's expression stiffened slightly.

He returned to his expressionless state and stood in the kitchen.

Inside the kitchen drawer were two aprons, both in a country style, with small floral prints and lace trim.

Zhao Qingyou picked up a piece of clothing and put it on, while Rong Che also picked up a piece of clothing and put it on with a blank expression.

It seems there aren't any of his clothes here, and it would be troublesome if they got dirty.

Compared to that, wearing this girly, bubbly floral apron is much simpler.

After putting on the apron, he stood beside her.

"What are you cooking!"

He no longer wanted to say anything; the woman in front of him always managed to say things that would easily provoke him.

"Look inside the refrigerator, see what's there!"

Zhao Qingyou opened the refrigerator and was surprised to find that there was very little inside.

There were only tomatoes, cucumbers, and some eggs.

After flipping through it, there were also some noodles.

The way they were standing looked exactly like chefs.

But right now, we're going to eat noodles here.

"Eat noodles..."

Zhao Qingyou took out all the materials inside.

"Blanch the tomatoes with boiling water and peel off the skin."

Zhao Qingyou handed him two tomatoes.

I washed the cucumbers myself, then patted them, chopped them up... and added some seasonings. That made a smashed cucumber dish.

"The tomatoes are ready!"

Rong Che handed the plate to her.

"You can leave now, I'll take care of it!"

So Rong Che was asked to leave the kitchen again.

He went outside and took off his apron.

I walked up to the sofa, picked up my phone, and looked at it.

There was a missed call on the screen; it was from Xue Mengyao.

He hurriedly dialed back, but no one answered.

"It's ready to eat!"

At this moment, Zhao Qingyou brought out the food on a tray.

"Ok!"

Rong Che walked up to her somewhat absentmindedly.

My initial irritability vanished almost entirely when I smelled the aroma of the bowl of noodles in front of me.