The Profligate Madam of the Family

  Chapter 892 Same cooking technique

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

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

   "This is your home?" Leng Rongrong asked, "What did you bring me here for?"

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

"Do you want my little black dragon ring?" Leng Rongrong raised her finger, and then fiddled with her ring. "Is this ring special? Because it is so valuable, you all want it? "

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

  Rong Ye: ...Is it your daughter anyway?

"Don't talk too much nonsense, just give it to me." Bai Wanrong looked at the little black dragon ring and said, "Sooner or later it's not yours, you might as well give it to me. You can't even deal with that trash woman, take it In your hands, you will die miserably."

  Leng Rongrong:...

  Is she despised by her mother?

   "Mom——"

   "Mom what! Go away! Don't call my mother! Who is your mother! I look so young, at most you can be your sister, no, you can be your sister!"

  Bai Wanrong put her arms around her chest and shouted bluffing, as if she had encountered some pervert.

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

  She has that strong hunch, and her hunch is always accurate.

  The person in front of her is her mother, the mother she always thought was dead. Her mother is still alive, but she seems to have forgotten her existence.

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

  Bai Wanrong hummed coldly.

   "But the fact that you are my mother will not change because we did not do the paternity test." Leng Rongrong said, "What are you doing now, don't you remember your own past?"

   "Of course I remember." Bai Wanrong frowned, "You are not allowed to call my mother anyway!"

  Leng Rongrong was a little bit lost.

  However, she was very happy to see her mother and get along so close.

  Her mother is rumored to be a frightening person, but she looks very cute.

  Leng Rongrong's stomach groaned suddenly.

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

  Bai Wanrong looked at Leng Rongrong’s belly with a ghostly expression, "What are you doing? What is your belly called?"

   "I'm hungry." Leng Rongrong looked at Bai Wanrong eagerly, "Mom...Sister Wanrong, I'm hungry."

  Leng Rongrong blinked his eyes, and looked at Bai Wanrong in such a long period of time, hoping that his mother could make something for herself.

  Others say that the things made by mothers are very delicious, and the tastes made by mothers' hands are special.

  She has never eaten anything cooked by her mother since she was a child.

   "I can't cook!" Bai Wanrong hugged her chest and snorted.

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

   "You can go home after eating out." Bai Wanrong said naturally, "Is the food out there not delicious enough? Why do you want to make it yourself."

  "..." There is a reason.

  But the average person...

  Well, her mother may not be ordinary.

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

   "It's a bit off here, there is a crematorium next to it, usually there is no takeaway." Bai Wanrong said.

  "Fire, crematorium???" Leng Rongrong looked at Bai Wanrong with horror.

  What kind of strange hobby is her mother? She lives next to the crematorium. Are you afraid of ghosts?

   "Nobody bothers me when I live here, and I am a little interested in ghosts and charms. Maybe it's dark here, hell." Bai Wanrong stood up and poured a glass of water to Leng Rongrong.

  "Are you afraid of ghosts?" Leng Rongrong's mouth continued to twitch.

  "What are you afraid of? If there is a ghost, I will hit it so long as I am afraid of me." Bai Wanrong snorted coldly, "It will dare to kill me, I will become a ghost even more powerful than it, and I can kill it."

  Leng Rongrong: "...it seems to make sense."

   "Goo——"

  The belly continued to cry awkwardly.

  Bai Wanrong glanced at Leng Rongrong’s belly and said impatiently, “You should cook something for yourself, there should be food in the kitchen.”

   "I can't make it. If you are not afraid that I will blow up your home, I can try it, but I don't dare to eat what I make 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 Bai Wanrong’s ass, very happy that her mother seemed to be going to cook for herself.

  As a result, she walked to the door of the kitchen. With a slam, the door of the kitchen was pulled up and she was locked outside.

   "Don't watch me cook!"

Bai Wanrong's voice came from inside   .

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

  The living room is a very simple style, the mother is very girlish, basically in pink and blue tones.

  But it is very clean and comfortable. There are many places decorated with feathers, which makes people feel like they are melting.

  Leng Rongrong raised her head and glanced upstairs. When she reached the edge of the stairs and was about to go up, suddenly a dark arrow flew.

   "I'm going!" Leng Rongrong quickly dodged backwards in fright, and then watched the sharp arrow stick into a target on the wall.

  OK, as expected, many agencies said.

  There is a dark arrow on the next step.

  Is this for fear of not killing yourself?

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

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

  Her mother seems to have a bad temper. In case she gets messed up here, her mother might be mad, and if she becomes mad, she might beat herself...

  Wait for dinner...

  Suddenly there is a very happy feeling. Her mother is cooking for her!

  She can finally know what her mother cooked.

  She can finally know what her mother's taste is like.

  At the same time, someone in the kitchen is already burnt.

Looking at the pot, Bai Wanrong pours eggs into it, and muttered, "Why should I cook for that girl? Why should she let me cook for her? A hungry meal will not starve to death, starving to death again What does it have to do with me?"

  The egg was not opened, and the egg shell with the egg was broken in the pot by a shovel.

  Then, Bai Wanrong started to stir fry quickly, let alone, the stir fry is still alike, but the egg shells and eggs are all mixed together.

  (End of this chapter)