Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 1923: Hello, my Mr. Lanyan (26)

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He Jinnian didn't seem to care at all. After throwing the ball, he sat directly next to her and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

His voice was neither too loud nor too quiet, and people who didn't mean it would not be able to hear it, but there must be a lot of people who meant it at this moment.

Luo Qingchen suddenly felt that her position should be in a position that was envied by everyone...

"Well, Western food?" She put her hands in her pockets and said casually, "How about opening a bottle of wine?"

She promised that her drinking capacity must be better than that of He Jinnian. After all, he was drunk last time, but she was not drunk.

Suddenly, I really wanted to know whose name he would shout out if he was drunk again.

Is it Chen Yingying... or is she...

For some reason, she was particularly concerned about what he said that day.

His Yingying? It’s really hilarious…

"Okay." He Jinnian glanced at the sky and said, "It looks like it will rain soon. You go back first, and I will go to the supermarket to buy some."

Luo Qingchen turned her eyes sideways and felt inexplicably warm in her heart when she heard He Jinnian talking about "firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea".

The previous feeling of depression was all gone.

In fact, sometimes such ordinary days may make people feel warmer.

Because they are familiar with each other and know each other, there will be no conflicts even if they live under the same roof.

very nice…

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Got home and took a shower.

Luo Qingchen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, looking at the thunder and lightning and the howling rain outside the window.

She called He Jinnian three times, but none of them were answered. She felt inexplicably worried. News that made her uneasy kept coming from the TV...

"Double typhoons will arrive in our city at 7 o'clock tonight. We hope that citizens will pay attention to travel safety."

"Ding dong—" The next second, the doorbell rang.

Luo Qingchen rushed over to open the door without saying anything. When she saw He Jinnian, she felt relieved.

"Why so late..." She raised her eyebrows slightly, took the thing in his hand, and changed the topic.

"Well, I bought the wine you like to drink and went to a winery in the western suburbs! Ahem..." When the voice fell, he seemed to be unable to hold back a cough.

Luo Qingchen raised her eyes when she heard the sound, and felt that his face didn't look very good.

"It's raining so hard and I can just buy two bottles of beer..." Luo Qingchen frowned and said, "Go take a shower first, don't catch a cold."

"Well..." He looked lightly and chuckled, "I'm afraid it's too late..."

Luo Qingchen was a little confused at first about what He Jinnian said, but later she understood.

A top student is a top student, and he knows exactly when his body is sick!

However, the steak he fried was really delicious...

"You are still so stubborn even though you are sick. You must cook by yourself!" Luo Qingchen took out antipyretics and cold medicine from the medicine box upstairs and said, "It's not like you can't eat what I made!"

"Ahem... what you did..." He Jinnian looked at her with suspicion and said, "You really can't eat it."

Luo Qingchen looked at his determined look and couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded. It’s true that the original owner’s cooking skills cannot be complimented, but her cooking skills are not bad, okay

"It's a pity that a bottle of good wine is missing. I'm afraid you won't be able to taste it." Luo Qingchen shook the Lafite on the table and smiled.

"That's not necessarily the case." He Jinnian took out two goblets from the kitchen and said, "Sickness has a process, so before the virus in the body is rampant, drink two glasses first."

"What?" Luo Qingchen listened to his 'wrong reasoning' with a confused look on her face. She wanted to stop him but didn't know what identity she should use.

Tenants, classmates, and... good friends. (To be continued)