Chapter 894: The Same Cooking Technique

After getting out of the elevator, Bai Wanrong sat on the sofa in her living room, and then looked in Leng Rongrong's direction, "Sit." ”

Leng Rongrong was also not polite, and after looking around, she sat down in front of Bai Wanrong.

"This is your home?" Leng Rongrong asked, "What are you bringing me here for?" ”

Bai Wanrong's gaze fell on the ring on Leng Rongrong's finger.

"You want my little black dragon ring?" Leng Rongrong raised her fingers, and then fiddled with her ring, "Is there anything special about this ring?" Because it's so valuable, you all want it? ”

Bai Wanrong looked at Leng Rongrong with a look like a fool.

Rong Ye...... It's your daughter, right?

"Don't talk so much nonsense, just give it to me." Bai Wanrong looked at the piece and said, "Anyway, sooner or later it won't be yours, you might as well give it to me." You can't even deal with that waste-like woman, and you're going to die a miserable death in your hands. ”

Leng Rongrong......

Is she despised by her own mother?

"Mom-"

"Mom,! Go away! Don't call me mom! Who's your mother! I look so young, at most I can be your sister, no, maybe I can be your sister! ”

Bai Wanrong clasped her hands to her chest and shouted babblingly, as if she had encountered some pervert.

"No, you're really my mother! Otherwise, let's go for a paternity test? Leng Rongrong stared at Bai Wanrong, she felt that it was her, and she couldn't be wrong.

She had that strong hunch, and her hunch had always been accurate.

The person in front of her was her mother, the mother she had always thought was dead, her mother was still alive, but it seemed that she had forgotten her existence.

"What kind of paternity test, who wants to do a paternity test with you, I don't believe it, you are my daughter!"

Bai Wanrong snorted coldly.

"But the fact that you're my mother doesn't change because we didn't take a paternity test." Leng Rongrong said, "What are you doing now, don't you remember your own past?" ”

"Of course I do." Bai Wanrong frowned, "Don't call me mom anyway!" ”

Leng Rongrong was slightly lost.

Still, she was happy to see her mother and get along so closely.

Her mother is rumored to be a scary person, but she is also very cute to look at.

Leng Rongrong's stomach suddenly growled.

I haven't eaten dinner yet, and I feel a little hungry.

Bai Wanrong looked at Leng Rongrong's stomach and showed a ghost-like expression, "What are you doing?" What is the name of your belly? ”

"I'm hungry." Leng Rongrong looked at Bai Wanrong with blank eyes, "Mom...... Sister Wanrong, I'm hungry. ”

Leng Rongrong blinked her eyes, and looked at Bai Wanrong with such an expectation, hoping that her mother could make her something to eat.

Others say that the things made by my mother are very delicious, and the taste made by my mother's hands is special.

She hadn't eaten anything cooked by her mother since she was a child.

"I don't know how to cook!" Bai Wanrong hugged her chest with her hands and snorted.

"And what do you eat?" Leng Rongrong was surprised.

"I'll go home when I'm full outside." Bai Wanrong said as a matter of course, "Isn't the food outside fragrant enough, why do you want to make it yourself." ”

There is a "......" principle.

But the average person ......

Well, her mom may not be the average person.

"Then you can order me a takeout." Leng Rongrong stared at Bai Wanrong, "My phone was smashed by you, and I can't order takeout now." ”

"It's a bit out of the way here, there's a crematorium on the side, and there's usually no takeaway." Bai Wanrong said.

"Fire, Crematorium??? Leng Rongrong looked at Bai Wanrong with a creep.

What kind of strange habit is her mother, who lives next to the crematorium, isn't she afraid of ghosts?

"No one bothers me when I live here, and besides, I'm a little interested in ghosts, maybe I can see ghosts here." Bai Wanrong stood up, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Leng Rongrong.

"You're not afraid of ghosts?" The corners of Leng Rongrong's mouth continued to twitch.

"What are you afraid of, if there is a ghost, I will beat it until it is afraid of me." Bai Wanrong snorted coldly, "If it dares to kill me, I will die and become a more powerful ghost than it, and I can still kill it." ”

Leng Rongrong"...... It seems to make a lot of sense. ”

"Goo-"

The stomach continued to scream in embarrassment.

Bai Wanrong glanced at Leng Rongrong's stomach and said impatiently, "You go to make something to eat yourself, there should be something to eat in the kitchen." ”

"I'm not going to do it. If you're not afraid that I'll blow up your house, I can try it, but I don't dare to eat what I made myself. ”

Leng Rongrong said very confidently.

Bai Wanrong!!

She took a deep look at Leng Rongrong, and then was forced to walk to the kitchen.

Leng Rongrong followed behind Bai Wanrong's ass, happy that her mother seemed to be going to cook food for herself.

As a result, she walked to the kitchen door, and with a bang, the kitchen door was pulled up, and she was locked out.

"Don't watch me cook!"

Bai Wanrong's voice came from inside.

"Oh......" Rong Ye sighed, leaned against the door and listened to the movement inside for a while, and then walked away, and she began to visit the room.

The living room is a very simple style, the mother is very feminine, and it is basically a powder and blue tone.

But it's very clean and comfortable, and there are many places where there are feather tie decorations, and it makes people feel like their hearts are about to melt when they look at it.

Leng Rongrong glanced upstairs, and when she walked to the edge of the stairs and was about to go up, a dark arrow suddenly flew in.

"I'll go!" Leng Rongrong quickly dodged back in fright, and then watched as the sharp arrow was stuck in a target on the wall.

OK, sure enough, there are a lot of organs to say.

There are dark arrows on the upper steps.

Is this for fear that you won't be able to kill yourself?

If you forget, don't you have to kill yourself?

Leng Rongrong glanced at the spiraling stairs, she hesitated for a moment, and decided not to run around, or wait for the meal obediently.

Her mother doesn't seem to have a good temper, and if she messes her up here, her mother will probably go crazy, and if she gets mad, she will probably beat herself......

Wait for the meal......

Suddenly there was a very happy feeling that her own mother was cooking for her!

She could finally know what her mother had cooked.

She could finally know what her mother tasted like.

At the same time, someone in the kitchen was already burned.

Looking at the pot, Bai Wanrong poured eggs into it and said in pieces, "Why should I cook for that girl?" Why did she ask me to cook for her? If you starve to death, you won't starve to death, so what does starvation have to do with me? ”

The eggs were not opened, and the shells and eggs were broken by a shovel in the pan.

Then, Bai Wanrong began to stir-fry quickly, not to mention, the stir-fry was still decent, but the egg shells and eggs were all mixed together.