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

I was thinking that it would be better to end this matter as soon as possible!

Who knew... it would turn out like this?

Luo Lin looked dejected, but her remaining pride told her that she had no face to do anything else.

That's all we can do.

Saiya stood up, her face ashen and her spirit broken.

I've tried everything, but it's no use. That's just how it is.

There is no turning back.

Saiya walked outside without saying a word. Luo Lin looked at her absent-minded appearance and was a little worried, so she quickly stood up and followed her.

She carries a piece of her family's bloodline inside her; this cannot be allowed to go wrong.

After watching them leave, Yan Ji sat there for a while.

It's a bit strange; the plot has already reached this point, yet it's still not over.

"Let's go cook!"

Ouyang Jin walked to Yan Ji's side, knowing in his heart that this plot was about to end.

He suddenly realized that they had only been together for a short time, and now they were separated again.

"it is good!"

Yan Ji nodded, stood up, took Ouyang Jin's hand, and walked towards the kitchen.

As Ouyang Jin passed by Gan Zhu, he took the flower basket from her hands.

Ganzhumu stood there blankly, wanting to follow, but after taking two steps, he abruptly pulled his foot back.

It's best not to go at this time.

Yan Ji and Ouyang Jin were in the kitchen, having dismissed everyone else.

The two people were washing flower petals, kneading dough, and cooking.

A table full of dishes made with fresh flowers was quickly prepared.

These petals, already vibrant in color, each one incredibly beautiful, are now a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate when prepared as a dish.

"Qingyou—"

Ouyang Jin poured her a glass of fruit wine.

Yanji picked up the glass and took a sip. The fruit wine had a hint of sweetness and a hint of tartness.

It is precisely this slight sourness that allows the flavor of the wine to fully develop.

The combination of flower petal-based dishes and this fruit wine is like a flower blooming on your taste buds.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Yan Ji was slightly tipsy. When she looked at Ouyang Jin, she felt that he was already surrounded by a faint, ethereal image.

The more I looked at him, the more I found him incredibly handsome.

“Ah Jin—”

She walked up to Ouyang Jin, sat on his lap, and gently touched his face with her finger.

"Your face is so soft!"

Her breath was fragrant, carrying a hint of fruit wine, which made one feel slightly tipsy.

Ouyang Jin reached out and stroked her head twice.

He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to embed her whole body in his arms.

"Ugh—Ah Jin, I can't breathe!"

Yan Ji struggled a couple of times and stirred in his arms.

At this moment, Ouyang Jin quickly let go of her.

"whee--"

Yan Ji's face was flushed. She raised her head and looked at Ouyang Jin with hazy eyes.

"Ah Jin, your eyes are as bright as gemstones, no... as bright as stars..."

Yan Ji stretched out her hand and pointed at his eyes.

His fingers groped haphazardly across his face, finally landing on his lips.

"Ah Jin, your lips are so beautiful too..."

As he spoke, he leaned in and his lips just touched Ah Jin's lips.

She had barely felt that tiny bit of soft touch when she felt her soul drift away from Yan Ji's body, followed by a flash of white light.

When she regained consciousness, she found herself lying on a bed, with someone pressing heavily on top of her.

One of his hands was groping his body, while the other hand was covering his mouth.