Quick Wear: About the Things I Saved from the Villain

The matter of switching things up is over.

After making sure that Song Cibai would not do anything again, Tang Li lay down on the bed and fell asleep again.

Every time we arrive at a world system, we will help adjust the host to the most suitable state.

This body is congenitally weak and it will take some time to adjust, so Tangli will be very sleepy during this period.

When she woke up, it was dark outside.

A faint light shone through the crack of the door. Tang Li sat up and covered his stomach.

Yeah, I'm hungry.

I put on a pair of brand new slippers that I had placed by the bed at some point and walked to the door. As soon as I opened the door, the rich aroma of food hit my nose.

Hiss, this penetrating aroma made Tangli's stomach growl even louder.

"you're awake?"

Following the voice, I turned my head and saw Song Cibai, wearing a blue apron, holding a plate of food and smiling.

"It's a good time to have something to eat."

Tangli walked closer to the dining table and blinked as he looked at the three delicious dishes on the table.

"You made these...?"

Song Cibai nodded, not feeling that there was anything wrong.

"After all, this is still a sensitive period. Asking people to come over would only cause trouble and create more chaos. I can only ask Miss to eat the food I cook for a while."

"Oh, by the way, let me get you a bowl of soup to nourish your stomach first."

He said and turned back to the kitchen. Tang Li was standing at the dining table, looking at his back thoughtfully.

With his broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, he really looks like a real husband when he ties on an apron and washes his hands and makes soup.

777 suddenly popped up: [Isn’t it beautiful and exciting? Then hurry up and take it home to be your own chef! ]

Tang Li pursed his lips speechlessly, and followed 777 into the kitchen without replying.

Song Cibai, who was serving the soup, said subconsciously when he saw her come in.

"Miss, what's the matter..."

"I'll help you."

Even if he is a personal bodyguard, he doesn't serve as a nanny. Besides, Tang Li knows that Song Cibai is most likely the one who appointed himself as his personal bodyguard.

She reached out to take the bowl that Song Cibai had placed on the table, but was stopped by a large, bony hand.

"The soup in the bowl is very hot, let me do it," he put two pairs of chopsticks into Tangli's hands and said softly, "Miss, take this."

After saying that, he walked out with two bowls.

Tang Li looked at the two pairs of chopsticks in his hands, feeling at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and had no choice but to follow him back to the dining table.

"You can eat now, miss."

Song Cibai made a "please" gesture, and Tang Li sat down.

To be honest, she was so hungry that she wanted to rush out and eat.

"Drink the soup first," Song Cibai pointed to the soup bowl, "This is a tonic soup I made according to the recipe. It's very suitable for you."

Tang Li picked up the soup and smelled it, knowing that the ingredients in the soup were indeed good for his weak body.

He blew on it lightly and took a sip, and the warm liquid slid down his throat all the way to his stomach.

Song Cibai sat opposite her without moving until she finished drinking the soup, then he asked.

"How about it?"

"It tastes good," Tang Li took another sip and praised without reservation: "I didn't expect Mr. Song to have such skills."

The big villain (top husband version) is even more exciting.

Song Cibai let out a barely perceptible sigh of relief, then lowered his head and took a sip of his soup with a faint smile.

"It's my honor to have the food enter your mouth."

Tangli put down the soup bowl and went to pick up some food.

As she thought, the dishes cooked by the villain who could cook the soup tasted great too.

Tang Li was enjoying the meal, but her long hair kept falling behind her ears, so she had to free her hands to tuck her hair back after taking a few bites.

Song Cibai noticed it and put down his bowl and chopsticks and said softly.

"Hold on."

After saying that, he stood up and went to the big bag at the door. After searching for a while, he came back with a few black rubber bands in his hand.

He explained in response to Tangli's surprised look.

"These are the various daily necessities that I had delivered this afternoon. Miss, please go and see if you need anything after you finish your meal."

As he said this, he walked behind Tang Li, and with his broad hands gently gathered the black hair behind her head and tied it up loosely.

"Okay, Miss, you can continue eating."

The smooth hair passed through his fingertips, causing a wave of itchiness. Song Cibai's eyes became deep. He sat back in his seat and put the remaining rubber bands on his wrists.

The strong and powerful wrists have smooth lines, and the black rubber band and fair skin form a sharp contrast, which inexplicably attracts attention.

Tang Li stared at his wrist and didn't speak for a long time.

"Miss?" Song Cibai asked softly, "Is there anything else?"

Tangli pointed at his wrist, his tone puzzled.

"Is this also considered the duty of a personal bodyguard?"

"Do not."

Song Cibai put some food into her bowl, hinting at something.

"it is my responsibility."

It was just something he wanted to do.

[Drop, Favorability +3, Total Strategy: 33]

777 was confused when he looked at the system data: [Huh? What is the basis for Song Cibai's favorability? ]

I just asked him to tie his hair, not helped him to tie his hair. Could it be that he found that he liked the feeling of being a nanny?

【Who knows~】

Tangli's focus is on the food: [Just add it~]

"Then Mr. Song, please keep it safe," she bit her chopsticks and smiled, "I don't know when I will come to find you."

[Drop, Favorability +2, Total Strategy: 35]

Song Cibai stared at her quietly, with a smile on his lips: "It's my pleasure."

Song Cibai is a great cook, better than one might expect, but the consequence of his great cooking skills is that Tang Li ate too much.

After putting the dishes into the dishwasher, Song Cibai returned to the living room with the fruit. Looking at the figure holding his stomach on the sofa, a trace of helplessness flashed between his brows.

"Is it still hard?"

Tang Li felt a little embarrassed, and covered his stomach with his hands, almost burying his entire face in his knees, his voice as thin as a mosquito:

"Uncomfortable."

Song Cibai looked at the girl who was acting as an ostrich in reality, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

She looked very different in this state from her previous sickly or quiet appearance. She was less distant and more...cute.

He put down the fruit and sat next to her, patting her shoulder gently.

"Give me your hand."

Tang Li turned his head and looked at him with suspicion, still covering his stomach.

Song Cibai said helplessly: "I'll help you press the acupuncture points."

"Oh."

Tang Li stretched out his hand slowly and was grabbed by a warm big hand.

He took her hand and gently clenched it into a fist, then gently scraped her wrist and the back of her hand with her index finger.

(I did hear that there is an acupuncture point on the back of the hand that helps digestion, but I don’t know if it is useful or not~)

The living room was silent for a moment. Song Cibai held Tang Li's hand with one hand, and gently scraped the acupuncture points with the other hand.

He looked at her intently. Her long and thick eyelashes cast shadows on her face. Her porcelain-white skin would be envied by all the nice women.

Tang Li supported his face with his other hand and looked at him in a trance.

Why does it feel like this villain is against her...