Holding the tyrant's script but becoming a Mary Sue

The next day, Lian Cheng got up much later than expected. Although he didn't really want to admit it, sleeping next to Qin He did feel safe, but her current body was a bit cold when hugged.

hold up?

Lian Cheng trembled all over, lifted the long arms that were pressing on him, turned around and stared at Qin He, "You..."

A certain person who slowly opened his eyes stretched out his arms and half supported his head, with a lazy look of a beauty waking up from a dream, "I'm cold."

Lian Cheng clenched his fists and gave up bickering with her, "Get up!"

Qin He also got up. She only wore a suspenders when she slept, and she tore off a thin long coat and wrapped it around her body when she left. The weather is gradually entering autumn, and the morning is still a bit cold.

Lian Cheng washes up very quickly. Recently, she intends to adjust her biological clock to live a healthier life.

In the past, I used to procrastinate the manuscript so much that I could stay up late to write it. Over time, my work and rest schedule became late to sleep and late to wake up. She began to protest, panting after taking two steps of stairs, and the previous fainting incident, she felt that she needed to start health regimen and exercise.

The body is the capital of revolution.

Cracking a fried egg into the pot, Lian Cheng sighed deeply, who would have thought that her body would be ruined by him to such a state when she was only in her early 20s.

As for keeping in good health, the sooner you have to make an appointment.

"Why did you start to sigh so early in the morning?" A voice suddenly came from behind, followed by the familiar body temperature on his back, Qin He put his chin on Lian Cheng's back, "Let's put another egg."

"Why should I help you?"

Lian Cheng himself is also a rookie in the kitchen, and it was Qin He who did the cooking before.

It's just that she thought that she would have to learn to live alone in the future, and she couldn't rely too much on others, so she started to take the initiative to learn to cook.

"Anyway, you fry one, so what does it matter if you fry one more?" Qin He turned his head and spit on her face. Seeing that Lian Cheng's face was flushed because of this, she smiled even more happily, "Before I helped You have made breakfast so many times, do you pay me back once?"

Lian Cheng pouted, she had never won Qin He once in bickering.

I was still obedient and beat one down, but this time I missed it, and it was not as complete as the first one. The egg yolk was pierced by the shell, and it was already scattered into a puddle when it was in the pot.

"Ah!" Lian Cheng hurriedly used a spatula to block it, but the sliding egg liquid was not obediently mixed with another egg, "Wait..."

"Let me do it." Qin He took the shovel from the arm holding her behind Lian Cheng in this tandem posture, and held the handle of the pot with the other hand around her waist, "Take the pot A little sideways is fine."

"..." Lian Cheng is not in the mood to listen to what Qin He said. She only knows that her heartbeat is like a broken pendulum clock, and the frequency is crazy and disorderly.

Qin He's body fits perfectly on her back, and as long as she speaks, the vibration from her chest will also bring her along.

"Be careful with the oil." Qin He skillfully flipped the fried egg with a spatula, and covered Lian Cheng's face with his left hand.

"hiss--"

Bubbles bulged up and then exploded. Lian Cheng reflexively wanted to run when he heard the sound, but behind him was the wall built by Qin He with his body and hands, and she had nowhere to escape except to stick closer.

"Is it hot?" Qin He's tone was tense, subconsciously holding Lian Cheng's chin and turning towards him.

Lian Cheng was forced to look at her, and his familiar red face was instantly exposed.

Qin He turned the stove to low heat, put the lid on the pot, and pressed the back of his free hand to Lian Cheng's face, "Where is it hot? Why is my face so red?"

Lian Cheng pursed her lips, shook her head, and pushed her with small movements, "Don't block me, I want to go out."

Looking at her expression, Qin He knew the reason for her blushing. There was a dark color in her eyes, and the voice close to her was hoarse and ambiguous, "Where are you going?"

Because of her bending down, the long hair that fell on her shoulders slipped down, revealing her beautiful right-angled shoulders.

The jacket that she took with her in the morning was thin and slightly see-through. Lian Cheng could directly see what she was wearing under the jacket when she was close. Except for a low-necked bottoming suspenders, there was nothing else.

Looking away unnaturally, Lian Cheng felt that his whole body was absolutely burning red now.

Why on earth are there people who are so ignorant?

"Why don't you look at me?" Qin He smiled in her ear, apparently not caring about his sexuality, "006 said before that you liked my face very much. Some beauty tricks, so that you can change your mind."

Lian Cheng stared at her awkwardly, embarrassed and annoyed, "Your clothes fell off."

"Really?" Qin He lowered his eyes to look at himself, and when he raised his head, he still smiled casually, "But I'm frying eggs, I don't have hands, can't even the teacher pull it for me?"

Lian Cheng suddenly felt that her throat was a little dry. It seemed that she had never felt this way before. A strange and restless emotion filled her whole body. When she raised her hand, she found that her fingers were trembling, even if it was a very small amount. It is also a loss of control.

With the fastest speed and the most perfunctory movements to help someone who has no shame to pull up his coat, Lian Cheng turned his head again, "Okay, let me out quickly."

She made the most useless excuse, "I'm in a hurry to go to the bathroom."

Qin He glanced at Lian Cheng, and the little girl's already blushing skin was buried all the way down her neck into her collar. It seemed that if she was pushed again, she would have to jump, so she let go, "After going to the toilet, go to the toilet first." Sit down at the table, I'll be fine in a minute."

"Yeah." Lian Cheng nodded quickly, not even daring to look at Qin He, and hurriedly trotted out of the kitchen. It didn't look like going to the bathroom at all, but rather like running for his life.

Lian Cheng symbolically went to the bathroom to wash her hands, then wet the towel and pasted it on her face to cool down. She stared at the flushed person in the mirror, "Spineless!"

In the mirror, the girl pretended to be fierce and didn't hold on for a few seconds, and soon turned into a powerless look.

"Where is the backbone for sale?"

When he returned to the dining table, Qin He had already prepared breakfast. Sandwiches with rich fillings, heated milk, cut fruits of uniform size, and two fried eggs on the plate, one good and one bad, were obviously Qin He's superb It's hard to save its appearance with excellent cooking skills.

"Eat." Qin He took the intact egg out of the plate, made another sandwich, and then pushed the plate in front of Lian Cheng.

Lian Cheng scratched the skin of the fried egg with a fork, and it was very crispy when she heard the sound. Qin He even sprinkled some white sugar on her egg.

This is her favorite way of eating.

When I was young in the orphanage, only well-behaved children could eat fried eggs, and Lian Cheng liked to eat sweets, so every time the director helped her cook, he would secretly add a little white sugar, and this eating method has continued until now .

Unexpectedly, Qin He kept remembering it.

"Drink the milk while it's hot. The taste will go bad when it's cold." Qin He pushed the milk to her.

"Okay." Lian Xiaocheng, who was in the rebellious period, was rarely obedient.

Put a full mouthful in your mouth, make your cheeks bulge, enjoy the white sugar and crunchy skin together, and the sweet taste brings you a sense of happiness.

"Eat slowly."

"Oh." Even though Lian Cheng responded, the next mouthful was still full. She looked at Qin He's empty plate, "Nong...why, isn't it time?"

Qin He rested his palms on his chin and stared at Lian Cheng, "Because I want to see you."

"Cough!" Lian Cheng almost choked, quickly took a mouthful of milk, and waved at Qin He, "Eat quickly, don't sit here if you don't eat."

"Okay." Qin He took the fried egg to the plate.

"What are you eating that for? It's all broken."

"Mr. Lian fried it with his own hands, how can it be wasted." Qin He cut off a small piece and put it in his mouth, with an elegant appearance as if he was enjoying high-end western food.

He quickly wrinkled his face, thinking whether he had exerted more than [-]% of the force in the process of frying eggs just now, and finally concluded that Qin He had something wrong with his brain.

"I'm done." Lian Cheng stood up, moved the stool and picked up the dishes on the table to wash.

"Let me do it."

Qin He quickly walked to Lian Cheng's side and snatched the plate from her hand.

"No need." Lian Cheng grabbed the side of the plate and pulled it towards him.

She didn't want to passively accept Qin He's kindness all the time.

"careful!"

Lian Cheng focused on the pulling action of his hand, but did not notice that the glass on the plate slipped down because of this action. The moment after Qin He's reminder sounded, the shards of the glass splashed on the floor.

Qin He reacted quickly and turned sideways to block Lian Cheng.

One second, two seconds.

Lian Cheng came back to his senses and asked cautiously, "Are you injured?"

"It's okay, you go out first, I'll call someone to clean up later." Qin He said.

"Okay..." Before he finished speaking, Lian Cheng faintly smelled a bloody smell.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but after she came to this world, she became more sensitive to the smell of blood than before. Before watching Huangfu drink a glass of "strawberry milk" from a close distance, she felt uncomfortable for a long time.

"Blood..." Lian Cheng followed the source of the smell, and there were several bloodstains on Qin He's ankles from flying debris.

Not to mention that Qin He didn't notice any pain, she raised her foot and took a look, "It's not a big problem."

"vomit--"

Lian Cheng covered his mouth violently, and the food that had just been stuffed began to flow in the opposite direction, as if it was about to break through his throat and come out.

Without any hesitation, she quickly ran to the kitchen sink and retched, as if there was a hand in her throat, trying to pull all the food out of her body.

"..."

After vomiting, there was a deep weakness. Lian Cheng's arm holding the sink was shaking, and his mouth was full of sour and bitter gastric juice.

"Lian Cheng?" Qin He's worried voice rang in his ears, but Lian Cheng didn't answer a word, and felt that the consciousness of his brain was gradually going away, and then his body, which lost strength, softened.

Qin He quickly reached out to catch it, and the person in his arms looked pale.

She never knew that Lian Cheng also suffered from haemorrhage?

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