"Ding dong - the system prompts that Ouyang Ming's favorability towards you is +10, his current favorability towards you is 60, and his favorability towards Cheng Xi is 80."
"Give it to me!"
Jiang Qingqing heard the system prompts and felt a sense of clarity in his heart.
Ouyang Ming quickly dug into the bowl with the spoonful of porridge in his hand, and then put it into Jiang Qingqing's mouth.
"So hot—"
Jiang Qingqing frowned, and she kept yelling.
Ouyang Ming quickly brought the bowl over and asked her to spit the porridge in her mouth.
Jiang Qingqing spit the porridge in.
Her red lips were slightly open, and her pink lips seemed to be dyed with a layer of pearlescent light.
"It's scalding to death!"
Her mouth opened slightly, like a silent invitation.
Ouyang Ming looked at her lips and pressed them on her lips by accident.
When the lips of two people touched each other, both of them were trembling.
Jiang Qingqing reached out his hand and pushed him aside.
"I'm going back first. I'll ask them to bring a bowl of porridge!"
Ouyang Ming couldn't stand the cold expression on his face for the first time.
He stood up in confusion and went down carrying the bowl.
"Ding dong—the system prompts that Ouyang Ming's favorability for you is +10, his current favorability for you is 70, and his favorability for Cheng Xi is 80!"
Qingming touched her lips, and a bubble seemed to have formed inside.
It’s simply miserable!
Jiang Qingqing waited again, and the maid came up with another bowl of porridge.
At this time, the drip was also hung up.
"Take this off for me, I'll eat it myself!"
After the maid pulled out the needle, Jiang Qingping pressed the back of his hand.
After eating the porridge, she stood in front of the bed and looked around.
This illness lasted for two or three days.
It seems that the original owner's physique is not very good either.
On the third day, Su Zi and Da Bao Xiao Bao came over.
"How did you come!"
Jiang Qingqing was sitting on the sofa reading a book. When she saw Su Zihe coming in, she was slightly startled.
"I'm here to deliver the things I left behind, and I'm here to thank you for saving my life!"
Su Zihe sat down with a smile on his lips.
A pair of peach blossom eyes blinked brightly, as if they were filled with infinite affection.
"Don't take this as a life-saving gift!"
Jiang Qingying put down the book at hand, took the teapot on the table, and poured him a cup of fruit tea.
"I cooked this this morning, don't you mind!"
Su Zihe stretched out his hand, picked up the transparent tea cup, and looked at the orange juice inside.
I took a sip, it was sour and sweet.
"tastes good!"
He drank the entire cup in one breath.
Jiang Qingping looked at him, smiled, and gave him another cup.
"Qingming—I'm really here to repay the favor of saving my life."
Su Zihe's expression was very serious.
"Huh? How do you want to repay me??"
Jiang Qingqing looked at him puzzled, which version of Su Zihe was going to make trouble again.
"What do you think of me committing myself to you?"
While Su Zihe said this, his body leaned against the sofa again.
His passionate peach blossom eyes were slightly glazed, looking at her in confusion.
“…”
Jiang Qingqing looked at Su Zihe's expression. If she didn't know what he meant, she was an idiot.
"You know...I and..."