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

"I'm glad you like it!"

Long Qingyou said casually.

In the end, she ate six dumplings, and Guan Chenfeng ate the rest.

The two leaned back on the sofa, chatting casually.

Finally, it was midnight. After the countdown, the fireworks outside the window became even more dazzling.

"Happy New Year!"

Guan Chenfeng raised his wine glass towards Long Qingyou.

"Happy New Year!"

The wine glass in Long Qingyou's hand clinked together with his wine glass, making a crisp sound.

Both of them finished their drinks, and Long Qingyou felt the fruity aroma flowing freely in her mouth.

Slightly tipsy, her hands fell limp, and her eyes became hazy. She leaned against the sofa and lay there without any decorum.

“Ah Jin…”

She looked at Guan Chenfeng in front of her and muttered to herself.

"what?"

Guan Chenfeng heard her speak, but when he got close to her, she didn't say a word.

Guan Chenfeng shrugged helplessly, picked up the wine glass from her hand, and placed it on the table.

He reached out and picked her up. As soon as he held her in his arms, he felt... that she was actually very weak.

Looking at her flushed face, Guan Chenfeng felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

There was an indescribable emotion about her that quickly captured his heart.

He put Long Qingyou on the bed, covered her with a blanket, glanced at her one last time, and then left her room.

The next day, when Long Qingyou woke up, her head still ached a little.

I guess I have a bit of a hangover. The drink tasted sweet and sour, so I thought it didn't have much alcohol, but I didn't expect my head to feel so dizzy after drinking it.

Long Qingyou finished washing up and went out; Guan Chenfeng was already eating breakfast.

There's porridge in the pot!

Guan Chenfeng was drinking milk and spreading butter on his bread.

"Did you cook it?"

Long Qingyou was somewhat surprised. He never ate Chinese breakfast, yet he could cook porridge.

"It's not that difficult!"

Guan Chenfeng gave a calm reply.

"Too!"

Long Qingyou filled a bowl with porridge and sat down opposite Guan Chenfeng. She took a bite and found it delicious.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, my stomach felt much better.

"It's delicious!"

Long Qingyou offered polite praise, but what she said was also the truth.

"As long as you like it!"

Guan Chenfeng cleared everything off the table.

"Let me clean it!"

Long Qingyou felt that it wasn't right for her to just do nothing and be a hands-off manager.

"You can't get it clean!"

Guan Chenfeng also refused decisively, picked up the bowls and plates on the table and left.

This rejection was truly insightful.

Long Qingyou really never imagined that one day she would be disliked for this.

While washing the dishes, Guan Chenfeng looked at Long Qingyou's annoyed expression and suddenly laughed again.

Suddenly I remembered that my aunt and grandma kept insisting that I go back home.

It's not that they don't want to go, but once they go, they start worrying about their partners.

This left him truly unsure how to bring it up.

"Don't you feel helpless about being served food here?!"

Guan Chenfeng asked her with a smile.

"Yes……"

Long Qingyou answered cautiously, but after she finished, another emotion arose in her heart.