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

"Qingyou, sit here and rest, I'll take care of it!"

Gu Lunda quickly walked up to her, took the suitcase from her hands, and with a smile on his lips, began to help Peng Qingyou pack her things.

It seems that he has become the Gu Lunda that Peng Qingyou used to know.

Peng Qingyou glanced at him briefly before lowering her head and continuing to play on her phone.

Gu Lunda lowered his head, and his expression as he packed his things gradually became enigmatic.

His eyes were gloomy, and this was only the beginning.

Peng Qingyou, the more arrogant you are now, the more painful it will be for you in the future.

"Alright, Qingyou, I've packed everything. Let's go back now!"

In the blink of an eye, Gu Lunda raised his head with a smile and looked at Peng Qingyou with a bright smile on his lips.

"Okay, let's go then!"

Peng Qingyou nodded slightly, got up and walked outside, leaving Gu Lunda behind.

When Gu Lunda saw that she had suddenly become so bossy, his eyes darkened even more.

Haha, well done, Peng Qingyou.

In his heart, he cursed Peng Qingyou aloud.

Gu Lunda smiled and carried her suitcase downstairs. Downstairs, Peng Qingyou was chatting with Fang Nianqing and the other person.

Gu Lunda didn't go up to them, but just stood behind them with his suitcase, not saying a word. He seemed to be a very good-tempered person.

"Mom and Dad, I'm leaving first!"

Peng Qingyou said something again, then glanced at Gu Lunda briefly before walking straight outside.

Gu Lunda left without even saying goodbye to Fang Nianqing and the other person, carrying his suitcase.

"I'm really worried!"

Fang Nianqing watched their retreating figures and said in a low voice.

They never liked Gu Lunda from the first day he came to their house, but at that time Qingyou told them that he had some of the roguishness of an artist.

Haha, this artist's temper is really... quite lacking in manners.

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and I don't think Qingyou is the kind of person who lacks opinions. You can relax!"

Peng Qingming spoke softly, patting Fang Nianqing on the shoulder. Little did he know that Fang Nianqing had seen the deep sorrow in his eyes, and there was nothing he could say about it.

Even after getting into Gu Lunda's car, Peng Qingyou was still scrolling through her phone.

There was a storm brewing in Gu Lunda's eyes, but he suppressed it all.

"Qingyou, I have a variety show to do in a few days. You have to come with me."

Gu Lunda smiled again, looking at Peng Qingyou.

"Okay!"

Peng Qingyou nodded in agreement. If they didn't go on that variety show, how could they ruin Gu Lunda's reputation first?

"Okay, I'll give you the script later. You can memorize it carefully and then recite it when you're facing the host."

Gu Lunda then explained all the details clearly.

"okay!"

Peng Qingyou nodded.

That was the end of it. Gu Lunda took Peng Qingyou home and put her suitcase back in her room.

"Wait, I'd like to stay in the guest room now."

Peng Qingyou stopped him from taking his suitcase into the room.

"What's wrong? Haven't you forgiven me yet?"