Rebirth of the super rich second generation

Chapter 62 Do you know what papaya porridge supplements?

After Liu Wanchuan left, Han Xuan quietly put the piece of paper with Lorraine's mobile phone number on it and carefully stuffed it into her pocket. This iceberg cold beauty, who is famous in the city, unexpectedly, at this moment,

It was like a little girl who had found a treasure, with a proud smile on her face and a secretive smile.

Han Xuan was an arrogant girl and was embarrassed to take the initiative to contact Lorraine, so she took this opportunity and thought she had obtained Lorraine's mobile phone number without anyone noticing. From now on, even if there is nothing wrong, she can send it in the middle of the night.

The harassing text messages probably even Lorraine didn’t know who it was.

"Hmph, you don't need to be arrogant like a little bully. I have my own way to fix you." When she walked into the class, Han Xuan unexpectedly threw a victorious smile at Lan Lan in the seat behind her, which made the person sitting there

Lan Lan, who was in a daze, scratched his little head inexplicably, wondering what the monitor's convulsions were.

Lorraine rushed back to Jingxiang Garden, came to the door of Aunt Qin's house, and knocked on the door. The person who opened the door was Qin Wanshu, dressed in homely clothes.

After coming out of the hospital, Qin Wanshu recovered well. At this time, her face was rosy, and her eyes like autumn water were flowing with a trace of moisture that would make every man's heart tremble. Today she wore a loose

The brown casual unlined upper garment has a round low collar, revealing a fair and tender neck and two sexy collarbones. This does not mean that she is not plump. On the contrary, the strip is casually smeared in a deep ravine in the middle of the collar.

, clearly explains this point. The two proud and rounded breasts seem to be full of elasticity. Even the elastic casual single clothes are fully stretched, looking like they are ready to come out.

On weekdays, Lorraine was used to seeing Qin Wanshu dressed in ol' work attire. Seeing her dressed like the sister next door, she really felt that there was something special about her.

"You bastard, what are you looking at?" Qin Wanshu seemed to notice Lorraine's glance at her chest inadvertently. Two wisps of red clouds flew quickly on her fair face, but she was not angry in her heart. On the contrary, she was a little happy. Her white hands symbolized

Xing's breasts were covered for a while, and she whispered softly.

Lorraine smiled sarcastically: "Where's Aunt Song?"

Qin Wanshu blushed and said, "She is in the kitchen."

"In the kitchen?" Lorraine was stunned, "What are you doing in the kitchen?"

With that said, the door closed and the two people entered the living room.

Qin Wanshu was clearing the dining table and said, "Xiao Lin, what question are you asking? Of course I'm cooking in the kitchen."

"Cook?"

Lorraine felt as if a big hole had suddenly opened in her brain, and wind was pouring into it: "Song Xiaoniu knows how to cook????!"

Thinking of Song Meiyuan's seemingly profound family background and her behavior since meeting her, how does she look like a woman who can run a house and cook?

"What's the matter, Xiao Lin, you don't believe it?" Qin Wanshu pursed her lips and smiled, then walked forward, stopped next to Lorraine, and whispered into Lorraine's ear, "Actually, I don't believe it either, haha."

At this time, Qin Wanshu did not feel at all that an aunt and an underage boy whispering at such a close distance was actually a very ambiguous action. At least, Lorraine felt her mind wandering a little, and Qin Wanshu accidentally spoke while smiling.

The gentle breath he exhaled tickled Lorraine's earlobes.

Lorraine scratched her ears and saw that Qin Wanshu didn't look unnatural at all, so she secretly thought that she was really mentally unhealthy.

Qin Wanshu continued to laugh softly: "She is leaving this afternoon. I don't know what the reason is. I heard that you were going to ask for leave and come back to see her off. You insisted on going to the kitchen to cook a meal in person, saying that I wanted to give it to you before leaving.

Leave a good image of a virtuous and virtuous person."

Oh, that's right.

It turned out that she was just rushing the ducks to put them on the shelves. This Song Xiaoniu was still a novice in the kitchen.

Just when I thought of this, I suddenly heard a cry of "Ah!" coming from the kitchen.

Lorraine and Qin Wanshu glanced at each other, and then they both ran towards the kitchen. When they opened the kitchen door, they saw that the cooking pot in front of Song Meiyuan was already sending smoke towards the range hood, and a burning smell filled the air.

Throughout the kitchen, Song Meiyuan was wearing pigtails, an apron, and rolled up her sleeves. She looked like a capable young housewife, but she was far away from the cooking pot. She was holding a spatula in one hand and covering her arm with the other, looking fearful.

She wanted to go up and continue cooking, but she seemed to be worried about something. After a rough inspection, after a few days of rest, the scars on Song Meiyuan's face had obviously faded away. Only her delicate, white and tender little arms still had some faint bruises, but looking at her

With such a lively appearance, there should be nothing serious.

When Lorraine saw Song Meiyuan's battle, she couldn't help laughing and joking: "Aunt Song, are you making explosives? You look scared."

Song Meiyuan rolled her eyes at Lorraine. In fact, she had already heard the sound of Lorraine coming in from outside, but she was too focused on cooking. Unfortunately, she was an incompetent cook. She immediately said to Qin Wanshu who was beside Lorraine: "Wan

Shu, Wanshu!...Hurry, come and help..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lorraine stepped forward and quickly unplugged the plug, then picked up the cooking pot and moved it. After a while, the oil fumes in the room were almost gone.

, then Lorraine was surprised to find that what was being fried in the pot was completely black.

Song Meiyuan glanced at the black mess in the pot and lowered her forehead helplessly: "Alas, my Coca-Cola chicken wings have failed..."

Coke chicken wings???

Lorraine looked at the few black things in the pot. It was really hard to imagine that they were chicken wings. She lay on them and smelled them. Then she turned around and asked, "Aunt Song, have you put in the oil?"

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"Put oil in?" Song Meiyuan frowned, "Why do you put oil in Coke chicken wings? Who do you see who drinks Coke with oil mixed in? Do you have any basic common sense?"

"Well……"

Lorraine and Qin Wanshu were completely speechless this time. This logic is really strong. With Song Meiyuan's level, asking her to cook is really an inconvenience. She should prepare explosives.

"Okay, Meiyuan, don't be brave. It's already past two o'clock. If you don't cook quickly, you won't be able to eat well. Let me do it." Qin Wanshu gently shook her hair at this time, and then used a rubber band to

She tied up her long hair and pretended to untie Song Meiyuan's apron. But Song Meiyuan took a step back with reluctance on her face: "No, let me try again. I also saw a dish on TV.

...Yes, braised pork ribs, I can definitely make this! Don’t worry!”

Qin Wanshu was stunned: "So confident?"

"That's right!" Song Meiyuan said with a smile, "This dish needs oil!"

I have an ancestor!

"No, no, no... you get out quickly, the kitchen is not your place, go and do whatever you want..." Lorraine and Qin Wanshu hurriedly stepped forward and pushed Song Meiyuan out, even though the latter was still threatening,

I haven’t cooked my own specialty dish yet.

"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.

"Ah? You do it? No, Xiaolin, how can you cook? Meiyuan is willful, so why don't you just make trouble?" Qin Wanshu looked like she was about to fall into coma after being tormented by two troublemakers, and shook her head hurriedly.

But Lorraine didn't give her a chance to say anything more. As soon as the two beauties walked out of the kitchen, Lorraine slammed the kitchen door, locked the door from the inside, and said: "Two beauties, just

Just wait, it’s guaranteed to be a sumptuous lunch.”

The two women looked at the tightly closed kitchen door and felt helpless... Come on, the plan to cook at home for lunch today is ruined. Wait, Lorraine, the second generation ancestor who is not yet 18 years old, is probably in trouble.

The cooked rice is similar to Song Meiyuan’s dynamite chicken wings, so be prepared to order takeout...

But things always happen unexpectedly.

Lorraine's soul is that of a reborn brother. 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 is young and healthy now.

So, about half an hour passed, the kitchen door opened, and before anyone came out, bursts of rich aroma of food wafted out.

In order to stay in shape, Song Meiyuan ate two fried buns in the morning. She was so hungry that her chest pressed against her back. She smelled the aroma of the food, smacked her mouth, and her saliva almost flowed out.

"Two beauties, let's eat."

Lorraine went back and forth between the dining room and the kitchen. What's even more funny is that this dandy second generation ancestor who didn't even know how to wash clothes in the past few months was actually wearing a pink apron, like a new good family man.

Finally, all the dishes were placed on the dining room table by Lorraine.

Lorraine quickly took off her sleeves and untied her apron, and introduced her favorite work with a smile: "This is braised pork ribs with oil. This is the Coke chicken wings that Aunt Song failed in your challenge. How do you like it?

It's all fragrant. Hey, let's eat later." After saying that, she noticed that Song Meiyuan had already picked up the chopsticks to pick up the chicken wings. Lorraine stretched out her hand and patted it lightly, then took the chopsticks and put them back on the table, "Wait until I finish the introduction.

Well, this plate is Aunt Qin’s favorite dish, shrimp and chrysanthemum, and this plate is my specialty, boiled pork slices. Hey, why are you still eating it? What about you, eh? Why are you still grabbing it with your hands?

It's here!!" Lorraine went up and grabbed Song Meiyuan's little hand that secretly climbed to the edge of the plate, and held it tightly, just like a father educating his daughter, "Have you washed your hands? Just start grabbing it?"

"Oh, by the way, I was so greedy that I even forgot to wash my hands." Song Meiyuan stuck out her tongue, swallowed her saliva, stood up from the chair reluctantly, swung her little buttocks and ran towards the bathroom.

"I didn't wash my hands either." Qin Wanshu became more reserved, pursed her lips, and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

When the two beauties came back, Lorraine brought a large bowl of rich and fragrant soup from the kitchen and placed it in the center of the dining table: "Now, four dishes and one soup are ready." As he said,

She picked up a small bowl and helped Song Meiyuan to serve the soup. While serving it, she said, "Aunt Song, I made this bowl of soup specially for you. You should drink more."

"Absolutely." Song Meiyuan smashed her mouth in frustration with her little hands, looking impatient, "What kind of soup is this?"

Lorraine smiled: "Papaya salty porridge is specially made for you. Do you know what papaya supplements? You are about the same age as my Aunt Qin, but you seem to be a little weak in some places."

"Who said that!" How could Song Meiyuan fail to hear what Lorraine said about papaya being a supplement? She immediately straightened her proud breasts to fully express her dissatisfaction, swayed for a while, bit her silver teeth and said: "Kid! You

You're seeking death! Seeing that I'm leaving, you think I can't take care of you in the future. Are you being presumptuous?"