Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

[Yun Chen: Life is getting a little boring, it’s time to help my dog ​​brother have some fun! ]

[System 112:...] Are you looking for him or yourself?

[System 112: But you promised the Lord God not to participate in the competition. Bai Ran’s strategy value cannot be increased, which is a pity. ]

[Yun Chen: You can get it, what’s the pity. ]

[System 112: Huh? ]

[Yun Chen: I said I won’t go, but what if my dog ​​brother begs me to go? I love him so much, how can I refuse. ]

[System 112:? ]

to be frank!

Did you drink secretly behind my back? !

Why don't you talk nonsense here in broad daylight...

[Yun Chen: Oops, if you think it’s all in vain if I can’t defeat Ran, then help me redeem some props with his strategy points, Tong Baobao. ]

[System 112: What props? ]

[Yun Chen: We need high-concentration vomiting drugs. Also, can you choose your own method of escape? ]

[System 112: It's usually random, but if you want to choose it yourself, you need strategy points to change it. Let me see... Oh, you need to burn twenty points of strategy points, which is not expensive. ]

System 112 felt that since his host had obtained the guarantee from the Lord God anyway, Bai Ran could just let the thousand points of faith go as he pleased. If he wanted to choose a more beautiful way to die, just let him choose.

Well young.

Even if I die, I want to die beautifully and normally.

[Yun Chen: OK, help me choose a depression package. ]

[System 112:? ]

No.

This is not beautiful at all.

Not only is it not beautiful, but buying this package will be very painful...

[Yunchen: According to my observation, Zhou Yunchen actually already has this disease. In order to better fit the character, this is the way to go. ]

[System 112: OK. ]

Early the next morning, Qin Renhao woke up and found that Yun Chen was still asleep in his arms.

Qin Renhao felt great, gently pulled his arm back, and then went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

The mood of preparing breakfast today is completely different from yesterday.

Yesterday, Qin Renhao did it to please Yun Chen and to prove that he loved him, with a somewhat forced attitude, but today he did it willingly.

Qin Renhao cut the melons of two kinds of texture into shreds, mixed them with eggs and flour, then heated the pan and sprayed it with oil, and spread out the golden pancakes.

The chef wanted to help the young master heat the milk, but Qin Renhao stopped him and drove him out of the kitchen.

The chef was afraid that he would lose his job, so he ran to tidy up the tableware, tables and chairs. Butler Li felt that the atmosphere was not right and quickly ordered the servants to find work while he ran to tidy up the wine cellar.

The whole villa was busy, except for Yun Chen who was sleeping upstairs with a peaceful look on his face.

After doing this, Qin Renhao washed his hands and went upstairs to wake Yun Chen up.

When the door opened, Yun Chen still maintained the same posture as when he left just now.

The corners of Qin Renhao's lips curled up unconsciously, and the few steps he took towards the young man were as comfortable as walking on cotton: "Chenchen, wake up, it's time to have breakfast."

Yun Chen gradually woke up from his deep sleep, and his sleepy look made Qin Renhao feel itchy.

Qin Renhao picked up Yun Chen and personally helped him change clothes.

This time, Yun Chen didn't shyly ask Qin Renhao to turn his back. He didn't say anything and let Qin Renhao manipulate him with half-open eyes.

[Yun Chen: My little system is here. ]

[System 112: Yeah. ]

[Yun Chen: Give me the medicine you bought. Brother Dog’s fun is about to come~]

Although System 112 didn't know why it needed to be mixed with an emetic medicine, it still followed Yun Chen's wishes and helped him use it.

After Qin Renhao helped him get dressed, he picked him up and washed him carefully. Finally, he placed him in front of the dining table and patted his head: "Eat quickly."

Yun Chen's eyes fell on the excellent-looking food, but he couldn't work up his appetite.

Qin Renhao's urging voice sounded next to him: "Why don't you eat it? Try it quickly."

Yun Chen picked up the chopsticks mechanically, picked up a piece of soft and soft pancake and put it into his mouth.

Qin Renhao: "Eat more, you are too thin."

Yun Chen picked up the chopsticks again and chewed one bite after another.

Qin Renhao looked at his bulging cheeks and suppressed his urge to knock him down and replace the pancakes with his own.

Qin Renhao: "Is it delicious?"

Yun Chen: "It's delicious."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Yun Chen turned his head and spat it out with a loud sound.

Yun Chen was vomiting so hard that he almost fell off the chair. Qin Renhao quickly wrapped his arms around his waist: "Chenchen, what's going on?"

Yun Chen shook his head and wanted to speak, but his stomach was churning again.

There was nothing in his stomach, but Yun Chen was still vomiting. Qin Renhao hurriedly lifted his chin with his hand, and yellow-green liquid flowed out from the corners of the young man's lips.

"Chenchen!"

"How is this going!"

Qin Renhao took out a few tissues and put them to his lips, picked up Yun Chen and let him lie on his side on the sofa, and loudly said to the butler in the wine cellar: "Call the doctor!"