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

"Miss!"

Tang Huan pressed down on Luo Hanshuang's hand again, preventing her from further humiliating herself.

"Huan'er, what should I do?!"

Luo Hanshuang's eyes were bloodshot, but she held back her tears.

The more Tang Huan looked at her like this, the more heartbroken she felt.

When has Miss ever portrayed such a delicate and fragile image?

No matter what, I will definitely help the young lady.

"Miss, please don't be sad anymore."

Tang Huan gripped her wrist tightly and whispered something else.

"Ok!"

Luo Hanshuang gradually calmed down, and Tang Huan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she was no longer moving.

I started tending to her wound. Fortunately, the teacup was only broken and there weren't any small shards.

There were a few cuts on the palm of his hand, but for someone who marches frequently, this was nothing.

Tang Huan applied some medicinal powder to the palm of her hand and then cleaned up the broken pieces on the table.

"Huan'er!"

Luo Hanshuang looked at her, her eyes filled with sorrow.

"Miss, it's alright."

Tang Huan reached out and gently patted Luo Hanshuang's shoulder.

Luo Hanshuang paused, staring blankly at Tang Huan.

"There's... there's no other way..."

Luo Hanshuang smiled bitterly, her eyes filled with desolation.

"Miss, believe me, if I say there's a way, then there definitely is a way."

Tang Huan looked at Luo Hanshuang with a determined gaze.

In short, she will definitely help Luo Hanshuang.

"it is good!"

Luo Hanshuang nodded and hugged Tang Huan. Her head, which had been lowered, was now slightly raised, and her eyes gleamed with a venomous light.

The days that followed were among the better days of Bai Lingye's life.

After all, he was recovering from his injury, and he stayed by Park Cheong-yoo's side every day. Wherever Park Cheong-yoo went, he went too.

This left Park Chung-yoo utterly helpless. What happened to the magnificent and charismatic general we were promised? What... what does this mean?!

"Qingyou, what are we having for dinner tonight!?"

Bai Lingye came out from the inner room and sat down in front of Park Qingyou.

"General, what would you like to eat?"

Park Chung-yoo put down the book in his hand and asked.

"I don't know, that's why I'm asking you."

Bai Lingye looked at her again and passed the buck to her.

"Then let's just cook whatever the kitchen makes. We'll eat whatever they make!"

Park Chung-yoo looked at her calmly.

"Ok!"

Bai Lingye nodded, agreeing with the suggestion.

"..."

Park Chung-yoo fell silent again. So what were they talking about just now?

So it has no nutritional value.

Bai Lingye pretended to sit down next to Park Qingyou and asked, "What book are you reading?"

"Chess record!?"

Bai Lingye picked up her book and started reading it, and was immediately struck by the two large, dark characters on it.

"You can play chess!?"

Bai Lingye was pleasantly surprised, and his eyes lit up as he looked at Park Qingyou.

"meeting!"

Park Chung-yoo nodded. So what if you can play chess?

"Then let's play chess!"

Bai Lingye was eager to fight, but his body hadn't fully recovered, so it wasn't safe for him to go out.

Fortunately, he managed to hold off the barbarians before he got injured, and they didn't dare to come up rashly. Otherwise, no matter how many there were, he would definitely be on the front line now.

Bai Lingye called out to the outside, and soon someone came and retrieved the chess pieces that Bai Lingye had left in the study.