He steadily took the pillow and threw it aside, "This is not called despicable, it is called husband and wife's love."

As he said that, Mr. Rong looked ashamed, "It seems that I didn't adjust you well. I'm teaching you well, alas..."

Luo Anning furiously: "Go to die—"

Mr. Rong enjoyed her fur quite a bit, and the smile on the corners of his lips became a little deeper. His seductive phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his thin lips kissed the air gently. Before she was embarrassed and embarrassed and angry, she turned around.

Entered the bedroom.

…………

As he said, there are all kinds of ingredients in the refrigerator, Luo Anning will know how to cook. When the ingredients are abundant, he quickly figured out what to do.

The huge kitchen is also incredibly clean and tidy. There is no doubt that Mr. Rong never fires at home.

Luo Anning has supported her forehead. Is this guy living in the apartment for two years? Is it all the people who eat outside?

When Rong Yan took a shower and changed into home and obedient bedroom, Luo Anning had already prepared a table of dishes.

Sweet and sour fish, beef brisket soup, Kung Pao chicken diced chicken, Cola chicken wings, fried eggplant slices, spicy and sour potato shreds, stir-fried vegetables...

After taking a look at the dishes that are both colorful, fragrant and delicious, Rong Yan suddenly said something in his heart, "There is a good wife in the family."

"Have you washed?" Seeing him, Luo Anning asked while serving the rice: "Come and sit and eat."

Rong Shaofeng looked at her busy and deep eyes with her rice and soup. The smile on the corner of her lips deepened unconsciously. She walked to the dining table and sat down. Luo Anning moved the soup to him.

: "Drink, how does it taste."

Mr. Rong grabbed the hand she wanted to take back, leaned to her lips and kissed her gently. With Luo Anning's depressed expression, he let go of her, picked up the spoon and drank the soup elegantly.

"It's not bad, the heat is a little lacking, I'll work hard next time."

Luo Anning curled his lips, sat down beside him, picked up the bowl, drank it lightly, and then looked at him suspiciously: "The heat is right, the taste is boiled out, what's missing?"

"Didn't you let me say it? I'm unhappy when I say it. A woman's heart is under the sea..."

Luo Anning: “…!”

Young Master Rong: “…”

Luo Anning felt that this guy was deliberately looking for trouble, so he spoke indignantly: "I think the heat is lacking, right? OK, then next time you come and stew it for me, even if it is poison, I will drink it with a smile!"

The reason why she dared to say this was completely because she was completely convinced that he was obsessed with cleanliness, and it was impossible for him to enter the kitchen with smoke.

So, she just won back some pride by seeing him lose.

After hearing this, Mr. Rong's expression was faint, his eyebrows were almost visible, "Stew the soup?"

His expression fell into Luo Anning's eyes, and his thoughts became more firm in his heart. Mr. Rong would not go into the kitchen, let alone take the bus!

"That's right, let me stew the soup!" The white little face was full of eyebrows, and a hint of beauty was dyed. Luo Anning looked at him leisurely.

Mr. Rong nodded: "No problem, I'll give you a stew next time."

Luo Anning's chin was almost falling on the table. He excitedly held Mr. Rong's charming face, and looked at him with beautiful eyes widened: "What?! I heard it right, do you really want to stew the soup for me to drink?

Can cook?!"

Rong Yan's eyes drooped, avoided her gaze, took down her hands, and responded lightly: "Yes."

my god!

She has no auditory hallucinations, right?

Young Master Rong, who is pampered and can cook?!
Chapter completed!