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

"Hmm..." Song Pingqing's mind was in a mess, and his eyes stayed on the notes for a long time before he replied.

"I'll try my best to see if I can squeeze out some time to make one for you."

Every sentence had a response, although at this moment Song Pingqing didn't know whether his response was on point, but he responded anyway.

Murong Xue looked at Song Pingqing who was still studying hard, and revealed a small expression of success.

The voice was normal: "Okay."

Song Pingqing began to review his notes again.

But this deception did not last for a night.

Perhaps people will have many dreams when they are too tired.

That night, Song Pingqing dreamed that Murong Xue ate too many sweets and turned into a little fat Xue.

Directly targeting Wu Qiming in his childhood.

How unhealthy!

Song Pingqing was so frightened that he sat up from the bed before it was time to get up.

Murong Baba's blood sugar was very unstable in her later years. She actually forgot to help Murong Xue control her sugar intake while learning baking!!!

Song Pingqing sat on the bed in a daze, falling into deep self-blame.

"What's wrong with you?" Murongxue was awakened by Song Pingqing's actions. She muttered as she sat up and hugged her. "Did you have a nightmare too?"

Is it finally Murong Xue's turn to comfort Song Pingqing who is having a nightmare? !

Murong Xue is ready to go.

Unexpectedly, after a long silence, Song Pingqing's first words were: "You can't eat cheesecake today."

Crit!

Murong Xue suddenly woke up: "Why?!"

Murong Xue's voice was filled with shock and astonishment.

The first thing she did was to sit up in a daze and comfort the person who was having a nightmare. Why didn’t he get the milk tea reward but was also deprived of today’s cheesecake?

Murong Xue didn't understand.

"Because the sugar you consumed this week was too high, and you consumed it after 9pm, which is very bad for your body."

Song Pingqing said calmly, "Grandpa's blood sugar was very bad in his later years. I don't want you to have the same problem."

"I won't, I'm still young." Murong Xue was somewhat anxious.

Didn't Song Pingqing always keep her promises and always do what she said? Why did she suddenly regret it?

"Many young children in the United States also have this problem."

Song Pingqing became serious and looked at Murong Xue:

"You really need to eat healthier in this regard. If you don't control your dessert intake, I'll have to control your milk tea. It's your choice."

Murong Xue thought, "Then let's have milk tea," but she didn't say it out loud at the first time. Instead, she asked:

"Is this what woke you up from your dream?"

"..." Song Pingqing was choked.

In order to avoid getting Murong Xue angry, Song Pingqing really couldn't tell her directly what she dreamed about, so he could only vaguely say, "It's about the same. Anyway, you really need to control your sweets."

"Got it." Murong Xue tightened her arms around her, and thinking of the deceased Murong Baba mentioned by Song Pingqing just now, she promised, "I will control my sugar intake."

A fact that Murong Xue herself did not realize was:

[She didn't really want to eat the food, but she wanted to use this as an excuse to get more attention from Song Pingqing. Fortunately, while Song Pingqing was busy doing this, she could feel his love for her.]

At this moment, when Song Pingqing carefully told Murong Xue about his deep concern for her health, Murong Xue compromised.

only...

Murong Xue still said: "But I still want to choose milk tea. It doesn't matter if I eat less of the other things."

You still need milk tea, after all, it’s really delicious.

"Well, that's good." Song Pingqing showed a relieved expression on his face.

At least Murong Xue is a man of her word and she will not go back on her word once she has promised.

Seeing Song Pingqing's relieved look, Murong Xue suddenly said, "You care about my health."

"Of course. After all, we want to be good friends for life. How can we do that if we are not in good health?"

How can one live to be 108 years old if he is in poor health?

Besides, she is so rich in this life, if she finds some professionals to take care of her, she should be able to live a few more years, right?

After Song Pingqing finished speaking, he raised his hand and looked at the time. It was five fifty. "You should get some sleep. I'll go wash up and get ready for class."

Now that you're awake, you might as well get up.

Anyway, it’s only ten minutes before I should get up.

Song Pingqing was so frightened by the dream that she broke out in a cold sweat, so she took this ten minutes to take a shower.

Hearing Song Pingqing walk into the bathroom, even though the house was well soundproofed and no sound could get through, Murong Xue still had the illusion that there was the sound of water splashing coming from the bathroom.

Thinking of this, Murong Xue shrank back into the quilt with a blushing face.

Alas...it's good that she kept him, but she was so busy that even the frequency and time of Song Pingqing's conversation with her dropped sharply.

It's like hurting the enemy a thousand times while hurting yourself eight hundred times.

Murong Xue was lying in bed, with the lingering scent of Song Pingqing beside her.

Murong Xue was drowsy, and her last thought before falling asleep was: It seems that this method is only applicable when she is too busy to care about Song Pingqing.

But as long as it is useful, she will come up with more solutions for each problem.

Thinking of this, Murong Xue fell asleep again.

After taking a shower, Song Ping saw her curled up in the quilt.

I couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth.

It’s really interesting. He looks like a domineering president outside, but he has a completely different style at home.

Song Pingqing had a busy morning. He raised his hand to look at the time again, then tiptoed to the cloakroom to change his clothes and went out.

Learning baking is really tiring, especially such a intensive and huge training camp course. Even the iron-hearted Song Pingqing can't stand it.

After returning from the final day of class, Song Pingqing slept for fifteen hours.

I slept from 10 pm the previous night to 1 pm the next day.

Murong Xue called her three times but couldn't wake her up.

When he was called for the third time, Song Pingqing was obviously annoyed and simply reached out to cover his head with the quilt.

Murong Xue opened her mouth.

That was her quilt, and Song Pingqing actually used it to cover his head? ?

Murong Xue wanted to say something but stopped, wanted to say something but stopped.

In the end, nothing was said.

So when Song Pingqing woke up, she saw Murong Xue staring at her quietly.

"What are you doing?!" Song Pingqing was about to stretch his body when he suddenly woke up. "So early in the morning."

"Early in the morning?" Murong Xue made way for Song Pingqing to see the light outside. "It's already one o'clock."

Song Pingqing said, "Then why didn't you take a nap?"

Murong Xue pointed at the bed and said, "You stole my quilt."

Song Pingqing's pupils trembled: How dare I snatch the young lady's quilt? !

She has really made something of herself.