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

Only then did I realize how happy and fulfilling life is.

“Get up and go downstairs for breakfast,” Sangqi said. “She’s going to make breakfast for us.”

Sang Jin gently placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Ok!"

Zhang Qingyou nodded.

The two went to the bathroom one after the other, washed up, and Zhang Qingyou went downstairs wearing a pair of pants.

After all, in the apocalypse, although the medicine has been developed, it will still take more than half a month to truly resolve the crisis.

Because it was a habit, or perhaps out of fear of an emergency, Zhang Qingyou still habitually wore trousers at this time.

Firstly, it's convenient; secondly, it's still convenient.

Although Sang Jin had made many dresses for her before.

Sang Jin was also wearing comfortable shorts and beige trousers. He was a romantic person, like cherry blossom petals, so no matter what he wore, it did not diminish his handsomeness and charm.

The two of them went downstairs hand in hand, and as soon as they reached the bottom of the stairs, they smelled a strange odor.

This strange atmosphere also filled this morning with magic.

In short, Zhang Qingyou had a strong idea in her mind.

Sangqi must have created an unparalleled culinary disaster.

"You've arrived, sit down and wait for your meal!"

Even amidst her busy schedule, Sangqi managed to steal a moment to turn around and greet them.

Sang Jin pulled Zhang Qingyou down to sit, and the two of them began to wait for breakfast in this wonderful atmosphere.

"Ah wu——"

The chicks smelled the scent and were utterly powerless.

It let out a soft cry and lay down next to Zhang Qingyou.

Zhang Qingyou chuckled and stretched out her foot, rubbing it against the chick a few times.

The chick chirped weakly once more.

Zhang Qingyou glanced into the open kitchen again, where Sang Qi was extremely busy, working with great enthusiasm.

After waiting a while longer, Sangqi finally came over with a tray, all smiles.

In front of them, each person had a large, snow-white plate.

Zhang Qingyou looked at the plate placed in front of her, a helpless smile playing on her lips.

What is this...? It's colorful and looks quite lively.

But... can rose petals be stir-fried with grapes, green peppers, cucumbers, apples, and pineapples?

She didn't lower her head, and that hot, strange scent rushed to her nostrils.

Zhang Qingyou suppressed the nausea that welled up from the bottom of her heart.

You can't spit it out, that would undermine Sangqi's confidence in cooking!

Sangqi set out everyone's plates, and placed an extra large portion on the chick's plate.

The chick crowed and looked at the mountain of food in front of it.

Its inner feeling was probably that it would rather eat a zombie than eat this thing.

"Don't you think my color scheme is so perfect that eating it feels like a desecration!?"

Seeing that they were just looking at the plates and had no desire to touch them, Sangqi's confidence swelled considerably, and she couldn't help but shake her head.

Actually, she herself thought the color scheme of this breakfast was perfect, and its nutritional value was also very high.

"..."

Hearing her boastful words, Zhang Qingyou couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"You all eat!"

Sang Jin held up a fork, gesturing for them to eat.