Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

It was rare for Song Pingqing to be so tough. Even if it was for his own sake, Murong Xue's mood became not so good.

At this moment, she was no longer thinking about Song Pingqing wearing the earrings she designed herself. She went back to her room with a cold face to change clothes and wash up.

It was twenty minutes later when I came out again.

Song Pingqing was still sitting on the sofa with a small bowl in front of him. As if afraid that the food inside would get cold, Song Pingqing was even considerate enough to put a lid on it.

Murong Xue still had a cold face. She threw Song Pingqing's clothes in her arms at her, turned around and went back to her room.

But Song Pingqing grabbed her wrist.

"What are you doing! I told you I don't drink ginger soup!" Murong Xue said rather unhappily, "Even if you find ten thousand excuses today, I won't drink ginger soup!"

"Oh." Song Pingqing stared at Murong Xue expressionlessly, "So you don't want to drink milk tea tomorrow, and you don't want to drink milk tea or fruit tea for the next half month, right?"

"How can you threaten people like this!" Murong Xue gritted her teeth.

"I'm not threatening you. I'm just caring about your health as your good sister." Song Pingqing continued expressionlessly, "Drink it quickly and go to sleep!"

Using milk tea or fruit tea to threaten Murong Xue has always been the most effective. Murong Xue sat down on the sofa farthest from Song Pingqing angrily and reached out to take the small bowl on the coffee table.

Noticing the small porcelain spoon on the lid, Murong Xue snorted coldly: "You put a small spoon there on purpose. Do you think ginger soup is so unpalatable? Who would slowly taste it..."

As Murong Xue spoke, she lifted the lid of the small bowl and asked, "What is this?"

"Didn't you say ginger soup?"

Song Pingqing gradually raised the corners of his mouth, but he imitated Murong Xue's tone just now, and said leisurely: "Didn't you say: 'Even if you find ten thousand excuses today, I won't drink ginger soup!'? So I didn't make ginger soup for you."

"This is ginger milk. Eat it, then go to sleep."

"But there's a lot of sugar in this, so you definitely can't think about having milk tea tomorrow."

Murong Xue's expression changed from confusion to happiness, and then from happiness to indifference.

In fact, such an expression is not obvious on the face of someone like Murong Xue who is good at expression management, but it cannot be hidden from someone who is familiar with her like Song Pingqing.

Murong Xue said unhappily: "In the final analysis, you just want to control me to drink milk tea."

"If I don't take care of you, who will?" Song Pingqing said a classic statement made by ordinary parents.

However, these remarks instantly struck Murong Xue.

Well, although she did hate the spicy taste of ginger, the fact was that Song Pingqing was indeed the only person who was so close to her and would take good care of her body and thoughts.

Judging from the existing materials, this may be the best solution Song Pingqing can provide to the problem.

Thinking of this, Murong Xue forgave her a little in her heart. She picked up the small porcelain spoon, scooped a small mouthful of ginger milk and put it into her mouth.

The spicy taste of ginger juice, the mellow aroma of milk, and the sweet taste of white sugar burst in your mouth at the same time, and all of a sudden the taste of ginger juice doesn't seem so unacceptable.

Murong Xue's eyes lit up slightly.

Hmm? The taste of this ginger milk doesn't seem so unacceptable.

Take another bite.

This time the piece of ginger milk in the spoon was much bigger than before.

Murong Xue savored the taste carefully for a long time, then nodded: "It tastes good."

Song Pingqing sat down and watched her eat: "It's better than ginger soup."

"Yeah." Seeing her sitting so far away, Murong Xue immediately became unhappy, "Why are you sitting so far away from me?"

Song Pingqing: ...Hey~ Weren't you the one who deliberately stayed so far away from me just now? Now you are disgusted with me for being so far away from you?

Even though she complained in her heart, Song Pingqing's behavior was still affectionate. She stood up and walked a few steps in Murongxue's direction before sitting down again: "Eat, brush your teeth and go to sleep after eating."

Murong Xue was in no hurry to eat. She looked at the ear clip on Song Pingqing's ear and said, "Are you wearing it?"

"Yeah." It was placed so obviously, as if he was afraid that Song Pingqing wouldn't notice it. How could Song Pingqing not wear it?

"It's very nice. You must have designed it yourself."

"I designed it myself." Murong Xue's words overlapped with the last syllable of the second half of Song Pingqing's previous sentence.

Murong Xue widened her eyes slightly: "How do you know I designed it?"

"Why can't you recognize it? Is it that difficult?" Seeing that Murong Xue was determined to make him explain, Song Pingqing had no choice but to explain.

"Do you still remember the inspiration for Mixue Yuecha's Fox and Tiger series of products? It was the sticky note you drew on a whim of "The Fox Using the Tiger's Power to Intimidate Others."

"I remember, but that was many years ago."

"But I've seen too many peripheral products of the Fox and Tiger series, and I know your technique of drawing foxes very well." Song Pingqing took off the ear clip and showed it to Murong Xue.

“The height and lines in these places clearly have the style of the Fox and Tiger series.”

Murong Xue was slightly stunned and looked carefully at the two details that Song Pingqing mentioned.

It turned out that Song Pingqing remembered these details so clearly, even though she herself had never paid attention to them.

Murong Xue felt that the ginger milk in her mouth was a little sweeter.

After a long time, the eldest lady finally said "Oh", as if she didn't care at all and was not moved at all.

Even her silence just now was just to observe the two details that Song Pingqing mentioned. She opened her mouth and said in a very calm tone: "So that's how it is."

"Yeah, that's it." Song Pingqing put the ear clip back on and turned his head to show Murong Xue, "It's very beautifully designed and looks good when worn. I like it very much, thank you."

"Hmm." Murong Xue scooped a large spoonful of ginger milk and put it into her mouth.

For the first time, she fell in love with the spicy taste of ginger juice. It seemed to be able to suppress the heat in her heart and allow her to continue to say the following words in the calmest tone: "As long as you like it."

"I had a lot of ideas at the time, but I had a lot of homework, so I only had time to design this one."

"When I have some free time, I'll draw the other designs."

Song Pingqing waved his hand and said, "You should finish your meal quickly and have a good rest. You are already so busy. Don't think about designing anything anymore. Let your brain have a good rest."

"Are you rejecting me?" Murong Xue asked.

"No way, I'm obviously concerned about your health." Song Pingqing reached out and touched Murong Xue's forehead.

Well, it’s not hot, so it shouldn’t be a big problem.

"Tuck the quilt in tightly at night, okay?" Song Pingqing couldn't help but nag a few more words, "Stop kicking off the quilt all the time."

Her nagging remarks successfully aroused Murong Xue's rebellious psychology: "I'm already asleep, who can tell whether I kicked the quilt or not."

Song Pingqing: ...Ah, it is very difficult to take care of a child in his rebellious period.