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

"We are good friends!!"

she said so.

Damn, this is the first time I've become good friends with the original female lead from the storyline. This feeling is really weird.

Yet it felt so warm, so very warm.

Let's cook together!

Lin Momo's eyes were slightly moist with tears. She tilted her head back slightly, wiped away the tears, and looked at Wu Qingyou with a smile.

"OK!!"

Wu Qingyou walked to her side, and the two of them resumed their previous harmonious atmosphere.

Perhaps because of Lin Momo's honesty, the relationship between the two became even closer.

"Actually, Qingyou, do you know that sometimes men can't be provoked? You've kept Xia Andi here to provoke Xiao Lang and make him realize his own feelings, but in the end, Xiao Lang will be even more upset. That's not the right thing to do!"

Watching Lin Momoza tell her all this, Wu Qingyou was speechless.

Wait a minute, isn't Lin Momo Xiao Lang's first love in the story?

Wu Qingyou looked at Lin Momo with suspicion, wondering where she had gotten all this information.

Lin Momo felt embarrassed by her gaze. "Actually... I saw it in a book too!!"

"..."

Wu Qingyou remained silent.

She suddenly realized that in the original story, the reason why Xiao Lang discovered his feelings for Lin Momo was because of that celebrity!

She thought she could do it too!

It turns out that this case cannot be applied universally.

Wu Qingyou fell into deep thought.

The dishes were finally ready, but Xiao Lang didn't come down.

Wu Qingyou went to his room to find him. His door was not locked, and Wu Qingyou easily pushed it open.

I walked in quietly. The floor was covered with a thick carpet. Walking barefoot on it felt very comfortable, like floating on clouds.

In his room, a desk lamp was on, and he was sitting at his desk, fast asleep.

Wu Qingyou walked to his side and saw him hunched over his desk.

His eyelashes were long, casting a slight shadow on his eyelids.

Under this lighting, his skin also looked incredibly good.

Wu Qingyou looked at the drawing paper under his elbow, which seemed to depict a portrait.

He just covered it up, so it was a little hard to see.

In an instant, Wu Qingyou forgot that he had come to call people down for dinner, and began to rack his brains to prevent Xiao Lang from discovering that he could still see the painting he had made.

Her fingers gently pinched one corner of the drawing paper and began to pull it outwards.

But the drawing paper remained completely still, and it couldn't be moved at all.

Wu Qingyou frowned. It must be that Xiao Lang pressed too hard, making it impossible for her to remove it.

Seeing that she couldn't get the drawing paper out, Wu Qingyou gave up and her gaze returned to Xiao Lang's face.

His skin looks amazing under the lights!

It has a clear, bright appearance, just like the finest jade.

Wu Qingyou couldn't help but reach out her finger and start touching his face.

Very smooth!

This feels really good; it turns out touching someone's face can be addictive.

One blow after another, I really didn't want to take my hand up.

Suddenly, Wu Qingyou felt the temperature around her drop sharply, and only then did she see that Xiao Lang had slightly opened his eyes.