When I Woke Up, I Become a Coquettish B*tch

Tang Yutian carried him back to the bed in a good mood, carefully placed the pillows behind him, then straightened up, and went to serve the porridge again.

"How is it?" Qin Yi held the bowl in his hands, just touched the spoonful of porridge to his lips, did not even open his mouth, and heard Tang Yutian ask this.

He shook his hand, and a bold guess came to his mind.

Tang Yutian probably thought he was eating too slowly, so he snatched the small and delicate soup spoon from his hand, blew it on his mouth, and then gave it to Qin Yi's mouth.

Qin Yi glanced at his expression, but didn't see anything wrong.

He took a sip from Tang Yutian's hand.

……

Too much sugar was added and the mung beans sprinkled in the porridge were not even cooked.

But Tang Yutian still had a cold face, and asked him coldly and with hidden expectation: "Is it good?"

Honestly, it's a little subtle.

But he is not stupid. Few people in the family can make porridge of this level.

He blinked, but he didn't know that his eyes were opened by the mist from the rice porridge, making them a little moist.

"Mmm... delicious."

Qin Yi was moved out of emotion at the time, and also out of giving Tang Yutian a little face, but he didn't expect that it was these words that made him a guinea pig on Tang Yutian's road to cooking.

"Let you say it's delicious," Xiao Mengmeng was the only one who could accompany him when he was bedridden. At this time, the unscrupulous system gloated, "You two should work hard for each other now, there is a saying ..."

Xiao Mengmeng paused, and began to recite with an indistinguishable mechanical voice: "Ah——Love, you are sweet and sad, you are so beautiful, but so bitter."

Qin Yi was lying on the bed, her fingers flicking through the book froze: "..."

"Have you finished?" He closed the book and changed the subject, ""A Rich Family" is not finished yet, and there will be a second part, do you know about that?"

silence.

"Where is the second part?"

The last time he asked the system about this, he got the response that he was not in the service area, and then something happened between him and Tang Yutian, so it has been delayed until today.

Xiao Mengmeng faltered: "Ah...this matter...speaking of it..."

This matter is complicated.

"The original author of this book, Sissy Sauce..."

Qin Yi was not in a hurry, he patiently waited for Xiaomengmeng to speak the second half of the sentence.

Xiao Mengmeng held back for a long time before clarifying the truth: "She, she unfortunately died of lung cancer."

Qin Yi's half-lying body suddenly sat up straight: "What did you say?"

"It's dead, and it died before the second part was written." Xiao Mengmeng continued, "If you ask me why I don't know about such a big matter, I can only answer you——I am a petty official. The content is not up to me, and the scope of ability is limited, and the headquarters has too many parallel worlds to manage, and it may be... missed."

Omit it has not completed this matter.

Qin Yi didn't get too entangled in this matter anymore, and asked directly: "How do you plan to solve it?"

"Allow it to be feasible within a controllable range," Xiao Mengmeng repeated what the headquarters had conveyed, "Well, that's right, feasible development."

"..."

In a rigorous spirit, Qin Yi tapped twice on the hard shell of the book with her fingers: "Allow?"

"Correct."

"Within the controllable range?"

"Yes."

"This permission, to what extent is it allowed, and what kind of range is the controllable range?"

"..."

"To what extent will your so-called headquarters interfere? How does this interference interfere? In other words, if there is no feasible room for development, what will happen?"

Xiao Mengmeng was confused by this series of questions.

After Qin Yi's thoughts diverged, his brows and eyes calmed down, waiting for the system to answer.

"Calculating the time, Tang Yutian's love millet porridge should be ready, then what, I won't bother you." Xiao Mengmeng cut off the contact with the host, "I wish you a pleasant meal."

The system fell silent again.

"are you still there?"

no respond.

This world is really getting more and more unreliable, Qin Yi felt a little headache, he was putting the book back on the bed sideways, when he heard familiar footsteps at the door.

Sure enough, the newly promoted little cook opened the door and came in: "It's time to eat."

Tonight's porridge is... quite normal, at least it's all cooked, and the taste is moderate.

"Don't you need to go to the company these few days?" With Qin Yi's repeated insistence, he finally won the right to eat with a spoon. He stirred the bowl twice and said, "...don't bother, I'm fine Big problem."

Although Tang Yutian didn't say a word to him, Qin Yi knew that he moved his work home these days and was often busy until the early hours of the morning.

"It's nothing serious?" Tang Yutian suddenly put his hand into his quilt, and his hand became more and more wanton under the quilt, but he said slowly, "You were obviously still swollen last night, and you screamed pain when I touched you .”

The spoon in Qin Yi's hand almost slipped out and dipped into the bowl of porridge.

Can you talk well in broad daylight?

Tang Yutian liked to see how his ear tips were flushed, leaned his head close to Qin Yi's ear with his lips, and said, "When I applied the medicine for you, you were still sucking me in there."

……

Qin Yi pushed him away pretending to be calm, and continued to drink porridge.

He finally knew why the second half of "A Rich Family" was completely reduced to a pornographic book.

This man is really getting more and more outspoken, and more and more... likes to bully him.

Fortunately, Tang Yutian has recently added a good hobby, which is reading books with him, and this is the only thing he feels gratified about these days.

His appetite has not been very good recently, not only for physical reasons, but also for psychological reasons. It is true that he is afraid of going to the toilet.The words Mao Jixiang said in the dream were unexpectedly apt, he had never been to such a desperate toilet.

Although he didn't eat much, Qin Yi didn't feel hungry, only Tang Yutian was worried.The man frowned, his face full of indifference: "You ate two bites less tonight than at noon."

"..." Qin Yi stared at him with big eyes.

After a while, Qin Yi conceded defeat, picked up the spoon again, and took two more bites.

Tang Yutian's porridge cooking technology has improved a lot. From uncooked mung beans, it is now moderately thick, with seaweed powder and a few boiled broccoli sprinkled on the surface, which is very light.

After eating, Tang Yutian accompanied him to sit on the bed to digest as usual.

This can be said to be Qin Yi's favorite time of the day, because they can read books next to each other.

"What are you watching today?" Tang Yutian half-lyed on the bed, stretched out his long arms, took Qin Yi into his arms, and rubbed his head.

Qin Yi picked up the book that he hadn't finished reading just now, and answered him seriously: "Selected Poems of Tagore."

Tang Yutian nodded and turned a page.

Qin Yi recited softly on the page he turned: "...When we come back, it will be dark soon, I will tell you everything I have seen, and I will cross the seven seas and ten seas in the fairy world. Three rivers."

Tang Yutian listened carefully, and looked at him calmly, as if in thought.

Qin Yi said: "Mr. Tang? Have you read Tagore?"

"No."

...then you listened so carefully.

Tang Yutian leaned forward and pressed his forehead to his, "Your voice is very pleasant to read." Whether it was yesterday's Three Character Classic or the day before yesterday's Little Prince, he may not like to read it, but he likes to listen to it very much.

Qin Yi retreated slightly, avoiding the warmth.

Tang Yutian couldn't control his lower body, he continued in a low voice: "Next time we do it, you can also read it to me, huh?"

Brother, wake up.

Qin Yi couldn't control himself, so he imagined the scene:

——He was pressed under Tang Yutian's body, while suppressing moaning, he continued to read Tagore to him intermittently.

(⊙o⊙)...

Qin Yi stroked the fine hairs on his arms that were gradually standing up: "Mr. Tang, don't make such a joke, it's not appropriate."

"What's inappropriate?"

Of course it is inappropriate, and one should respect literary works.It can be used to do such...so...unsightly things.

However, it is estimated that he would not listen to Tang Yutian if he used these words to persuade him.

Qin Yi understood his paranoia very well, so he changed his method to induce him to think differently: "Then if you are asked to read the books you usually read when you are doing, uh, what do you think is appropriate?" ?"

Tang Yutian pondered for a moment.

Qin Yi thinks there is something to be said for this kid, and he hopes that he can draw inferences from one instance and become a good kid with integrity.

However, Tang Yutian didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and the man answered him seriously: "...If you like it, there is no problem reading the contract."

……

Read, join, agree?

Simply, the time the two of them studied together passed quickly, Tang Yutian was still busy with company affairs, and he would come back to give him medicine when he was done.

The two of them slept in separate rooms, and Qin Yi was surprised by this while letting out a sigh.According to Tang Yutian's temperament, how could he let him go so easily?

Qin Yi's assumption was correct, but he had missed a little bit, Tang Yutian could not help it...to temporarily separate rooms with him.

Otherwise, his little chrysanthemum might not heal in a few months.

After Tang Yutian left, Qin Yi thought back to what the man said just now, the more strange he felt. He searched the Internet, and some psychologists said that the performance during sex can best reveal a person's psychological state.

Tang Yutian...is there a problem with his mental state?

So Qin Yi wandered around the world for so many days, and finally had a place to use his skills.

After the "Little Daisy Blooming at an Altitude of [-] Meters" went viral overnight, another post finally surpassed the legend of the little daisy and went straight to the front page within a few hours.

——[What should I do if my boyfriend asks to recite Tagore’s anthology to him during the sexual act, etc. online. ]

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