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

The two played in the living room for a while before parting ways.

Zhang Qingyou took the chicks upstairs and went straight to sleep.

If you decide to leave, there will definitely be a fierce battle to fight.

But she slept until she naturally woke up, and it was already late, without hearing them call her to get up.

Zhang Qingyou glanced at the little chick sleeping soundly on the carpet, but didn't call it, and went downstairs by herself.

After going downstairs, I was surprised to find that Sangqi was sitting on the sofa watching one of those mindless TV dramas.

Sang Jin, however, was cooking alone in the kitchen.

"Qingyou, you're awake! Come and watch TV."

Sangqi glanced back at her, then her eyes were glued to the television again.

"it is good!"

Zhang Qingyou sat down next to Sang Qi and asked her again in a low voice.

"Didn't they deliver any food from the main kitchen today? Why is Sang Jin cooking?!"

"Oh? Ah Jin said she'd cook for you!"

As Sang Qi spoke, she gave Zhang Qingyou a meaningful look.

"..."

Zhang Qingyou rolled her eyes at her, pretending to be watching TV, but inside she felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

"But can he cook?"

When Zhang Qingyou came downstairs, she saw Sang Jin reading a book, seemingly studying as she read.

Clearly, this was his first time, like a young woman getting married!

"No way!"

Sangqi took a bite of an apple.

"Won't……"

As expected, Zhang Qingyou secretly glanced in Sang Jin's direction again.

He was still reading a book.

"So what if he doesn't know how? Isn't he learning now? Don't worry, you'll eat better than those famous chefs later. My brother's mind is extraordinary."

As Sang Qi spoke, she took out another apple and handed it to Zhang Qingyou.

This indicated to her that she could feel completely at ease.

"Oh fine!"

Since Sang Qi had said so, Zhang Qingyou had nothing to say, so she munched on her apple and started watching a soap opera.

The two watched a little over an episode of a TV series when they heard Sang Jin call out, "Dinner's ready!"

Sangqi couldn't wait any longer and ran over.

"Oh my, Ah Jin, you're a natural chef! I could smell the aroma just now."

Sangqi sat down and started gnawing on a roasted lamb leg.

"Excellent, excellent! Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside!"

After just one bite, I couldn't help but praise it.

Before Zhang Qingyou could even walk over, she saw the chick rushing down the stairs at breakneck speed, as if a fire had broken out upstairs.

Could it be that it also smelled the fragrance? It really does have a dog's nose.

Zhang Qingyou couldn't help but find it amusing.

She was just about to get some for the chicks when, to her surprise, Sang Jin brought out another plate, which was completely filled with food.

"Wang Wang Wang-"

The chick chirped happily twice and rubbed its head against Sang Jin's leg a few times.

Only then did they begin to eat.

"Come sit down and eat."

Sang Jin noticed that Zhang Qingyou was still standing there in a daze and waved to her.

"Uh... ok."

Zhang Qingyou nodded and walked over.

When they reached the dining table, Sang Jin even pulled out a chair for her, showing great gentlemanly manners.

Sang Qi, her mouth greasy from eating, winked at Zhang Qingyou.

Zhang Qingyou smiled slightly.

After sitting down, I found a heart-shaped steak in front of me.

"I didn't know if you preferred Chinese or Western food, so I made a little of both."