Rebirth of the Ultimate Rich Second Generation Chapter 62: Do you know what papaya porridge supplements?
Chapter 62 Do you know what papaya porridge supplements?
After Liu Wanchuan left, Han Xuan quietly stuffed the note with the phone number of Lorraine into her pocket. This famous iceberg cold beauty on the top of the city was actually here. For an instant, like a little girl who has won a treasure, a glimpse of triumphant curvature of her mouth, sneaking in joy.
Han Xuan is an arrogant girl, and she is embarrassed to take the initiative to contact Lorraine, so she took this opportunity to get Lorraine's mobile phone number without knowing it. In the future, even if it's okay to send a harassing text message in the middle of the night, it is estimated that Lorraine doesn't know who it is.
"Hmph, you don't need to be arrogant, this squad leader has his own way to fix you." When entering the class, Han Xuan unexpectedly threw a triumphant smile at Lan Lan in the back seat. Sitting in a daze, Lan Lan scratched her head inexplicably, wondering what the squad leader was smoking.
Lorraine rushed back to Jingxiang Garden, came to the door of Aunt Qin's house, knocked on the door, and the door was opened by Qin Wanshu dressed up as a house.
After coming out of the hospital, Qin Wanshu recovered well. At this time, there was a trace of ruddy on her face, and her eyes flowed like autumn water. A trace of moisture made every man's mind trembled. She wore it today. A loose brown casual single, round low collar, exposing white and tender neck, and two **** clavicles. This does not mean that she is not full. On the contrary, the one that is slightly random in the middle of the collar is deep. The deep gully clearly interprets this. The two towering and arrogant rounds on the chest seem to be full of elasticity. Even the elastic casual singles are fully supported, and they look like they are ready to come out.
On weekdays, Lorraine is accustomed to Qin Wanshu's work ol outfit. Seeing how she looks like her sister next door at this time, it really feels special.
"Smelly boy, what are you looking at?" Qin Wanshu seemed to notice Lorraine's inadvertent glance at her chest. Two red clouds flew quickly on her white face, but her heart was not angry. On the contrary, she was a little bit happy and fair. The symbolic chest of Xiao's little hand covered it, and he whispered softly.
Lorraine smirked: "Where is Aunt Song?"
Qin Wanshu blushed and said: "She's in the kitchen."
"In the kitchen?" Lorraine was taken aback, "What are you doing in the kitchen?"
Speaking, the door closed, and the two entered the living room.
Qin Wanshu tidyed up the dining table and said: "Xiao Lin, what are you asking? Of course you are cooking in the kitchen."
"Cooking?"
Lorraine felt like a big hole had suddenly opened in his mind, and he rushed into it: "Song Xiaoniu can cook????!"
Reminiscent of Song Meiyuan's seemingly profound family background, and her behavior since I met her, how could she look like a woman who can cook at home?
"Why, Xiaolin, don't you believe it?" Qin Wanshu pursed her lips and smiled, then stepped forward, stopped by Lorraine, and quietly approached Lorraine's ear and said, "Actually, I don't believe it either, haha. "
At this time, Qin Wanshu didn't feel that the whispering of an aunt and a minor boy at such a close distance was actually a very ambiguous action. At least, Lorraine felt a slight sway in her mind, and the gentle breath that Qin Wanshu accidentally exhaled when she spoke with a smile made Lorraine's earlobe itchy.
Lorraine scratched her ears to see that Qin Wanshu was not unnatural at all, and secretly said that she was really unhealthy in her heart.
Qin Wanshu continued to laugh softly: "She is leaving this afternoon, and I don’t know what she is making. I heard that you are going to ask for leave and rush back to take her off. She has to go to the kitchen to cook a meal personally. Go and leave you with a good image of virtuous and virtuous."
Oh, that's how it is.
It turned out to be catching ducks on the shelves. This little girl Song is still a novice in the kitchen.
As soon as I thought of this, I suddenly heard the location of the kitchen, and there was a shout of "Ahhhh".
Lorraine and Qin Wanshu met, and then ran towards the kitchen together, opened the kitchen door and saw that the cooking pot in front of Song Meiyuan had suddenly smoked towards the range hood, a smell of burnt smell , Filled the entire kitchen, Song Meiyuan braided, wrapped in apron, rolled up her sleeves, looked like a capable young woman at home, but far away from the wok, she was holding a spatula in one hand, and her arm in the other, fearful He looks like he wants to go up and continue cooking, but he seems to be afraid of something. Taking a closer look, after a few days of resting, Song Meiyuan's scars on her face have obviously disappeared, only her delicate white arms are still faintly bluish marks, but seeing her lively and briskly look, there should be no major trouble. Up.
Lorraine saw Song Meiyuan's battle, he couldn't help laughing and joking: "I said Aunt Song, are you fried explosives? You are scared."
Song Meiyuan gave Lorraine a white look. In fact, she had heard the sound of Lorraine coming in from outside, but she was just not focusing on cooking. It is a pity that she, the chef, is incompetent, and immediately said to Qin Wanshu beside Lorraine: "Wanshu, Wanshu!...Hurry up, come and help..."
Before she was finished, Lorraine greeted her, unplugged the plug quickly, and then moved the cooking pot. After a while, the fumes in the room were basically smoked. It was almost time, and then Lorraine was surprised to find that what was fried in the pot, it was all black.
Song Meiyuan glanced at the blackness in the pot, and reluctantly lowered her forehead: "Oh, my Coke chicken wings have failed..."
Coke chicken wings? ? ?
Lorraine looked at the few dark objects in the pot. It was really hard to imagine. This was chicken wings. He sniffed it, and then turned around and asked: "I said Aunt Song, you put the oil Already?"
"Let's put oil?" Song Meiyuan frowned, "What do you do with coke chicken wings? Do you see someone who drinks Coke with oil? Do you have some basic common sense?"
"Uh..."
Lorraine and Qin Wanshu are completely speechless this time. This logic is really strong. With Song Meiyuan's level, she is really a talent for cooking, and she should mix explosives.
"Okay, Meiyuan, don't be brave, it's over two o'clock, if you don't cook quickly, you won't be able to eat well. Come on for me." Qin Wanshu shook her hair gently at this time, and then Tie up her long hair with a rubber band, as if to untie Song Meiyuan's apron. But Song Meiyuan took a step back, reluctantly: "No, let me try again. I have also seen a dish on TV... Yes, braised pork ribs, I can definitely make this! Don't worry. !"
Qin Wanshu was stunned: "So confident?"
"That is!" Song Meiyuan said with a smile, "This dish needs oil!"
I have an ancestor!
"No way, no way...You go out quickly, the kitchen is not where you stay, why do you want to go..." Lorraine and Qin Wanshu hurriedly stepped forward and pushed Song Meiyuan out, even though the latter was still the same. He threatened that his specialty has not yet been cooked.
"Aunt Qin, you and Aunt Song are waiting in the living room. Let me cook today's meal." Lorraine also pushed Qin Wanshu out of the kitchen smoothly.
"Ah? Are you doing it? No, Xiaolin, how can you cook. Meiyuan is self-willed, so don't follow the chaos, can you?" Qin Wanshu was about to be tossed into a coma by two mischiefs, and hurriedly shook her head. .
But Lorraine didn’t give her a chance to say more. As soon as the two great beauties walked out of the kitchen, Lorraine banged the kitchen door shut, then plugged in the door lock from the inside, and said: "Two big beauties Beauty, just wait, it is guaranteed to be a good lunch."
The two women looked at the tightly closed kitchen door, feeling helpless. …Come on, the plan to cook and eat at home at noon this afternoon is considered to be a boon, wait, it is estimated that Lorraine, the second generation ancestor under the age of eighteen, cooked the rice, and Song Meiyuan’s dynamite chicken wings are a pair of virtues. Get ready to order takeaway...
But there are always surprises.
Lorraine's soul is a reborn buddy. Later, he lived alone and took care of himself. When his legs were disabled, he could easily cook a few home-cooked dishes, not to mention that he was young and healthy now.
So, after about half an hour passed, the kitchen door opened, and people hadn't come out yet. First, there was a burst of strong flavor of the dishes.
In order to keep in shape, Song Meiyuan, who ate two fried buns in water in the morning, was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back. She sniffed the fragrance of the vegetables and slapped her mouth. Her saliva almost came out.
"Two big beauties, have dinner."
Lorraine traveled back and forth between the dining room and the kitchen. What’s even more funny is that the second generation ancestor, who didn’t even know how to wash his clothes, wore a pink apron and talked to a new man at home. Similar.
Finally, all the dishes were put on the dining room table by Lorraine.
Lorraine quickly took off his sleeves and untied his apron, and introduced his proud work with a smile: "This is braised pork ribs with oil. Well, Aunt Song, you challenged the failed cola chicken wings, why? So, the color and smell are all right, hey, eat later." After speaking, she found that Song Meiyuan could not wait to pick up the chopsticks to pick up the chicken wings, Lorraine reached out and patted, took the chopsticks and put them back on the table, "Wait I have finished introducing it. This plate is Aunt Qin’s favorite shrimp and chrysanthemum chrysanthemum. There is also this plate, my specialty, boiled pork slices. Hey, how can you eat it again? How about you, eh? How to return it I grabbed it with my hand!!" Lorraine went up and grabbed Song Meiyuan's small hand that was sneaking up to the edge of the plate, and held it tightly, just like my father was teaching his daughter, "Have you washed your hands? Just grab it." ?"
"Oh, by the way, I'm so greedy, I forgot to wash my hands." Song Meiyuan stuck her tongue out, swallowed her saliva and reluctantly got up from the chair, twisted her **** and ran towards the bathroom.
"I didn't wash my hands either." Qin Wanshu was more reserved, pursed her mouth, and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.
When the two great beauties came back, Lorraine filled a big bowl of rich and fragrant soup from the kitchen and placed it in the center of the dinner table: "Hey, four dishes and one soup, it's all here." As he said, picking up a small bowl to help Song Meiyuan serve the soup, Bian Sheng said, "Aunt Song, this bowl of soup, but I made it specifically for you, you can drink more."
"It must be." Song Meiyuan was frustrated with her small hand, she smashed her mouth, looking impatient, "What kind of soup is this?"
Lorraine smiled: "Papaya salty porridge, specially for you to nourish. Do you know what papaya nourishes? You are about the same age as my Aunt Qin, but in some places it seems a bit weak."
"Who said it!" Song Meiyuan couldn't hear what Lorraine said the papaya was making up. She immediately stood up and fully expressed her dissatisfaction with her proud Shuangfeng, she swayed for a while, and gritted her silver teeth." Little devil! You are going to die! Seeing that I am leaving, I think I can't deal with you in the future. Isn't it presumptuous?"