Chapter 892

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

Leng Rongrong is also impolite. After looking around, she sits down in front of Bai Wanrong.

"Is this your home?" Leng Rongrong asked, "what did you bring me here for?"

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

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

Bai Wanrong looks at Leng Rongrong with the same look as a fool.

Mr. Rong It's your daughter, isn't it!

"Don't talk so much nonsense, just give it to me." Bai Wanrong looked at the little black dragon ring and said, "it's not yours sooner or later. You might as well give it to me. You can't even deal with a woman like that. If you hold it in your hand, you will die miserably. "

Leng Rongrong

Is she despised by her own mother?

"Ma -"

"Ma what Ma! go away! Don't call me mom! Who is special? It's your mother! I look so young. I can't be your sister at most. Maybe I can be your sister! "

Bai Wanrong held her chest in her hands and cried out, as if she had met a sex wolf.

"No, you are my mother! Otherwise, let's do a paternity test? " Leng Rongrong stares at Bai Wanrong. She feels that it's her and can't be wrong.

She had that strong premonition, which was always accurate.

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

"What kind of paternity test do you want to do? I don't believe that you are my daughter!"

Bai Wanrong hummed coldly.

"But the fact that you are my mother won't change because we didn't 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, "don't call me mom anyway!"

Leng Rongrong is a little lost.

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

Her mother is said to be a frightening person, but it looks very lovely.

Leng Rongrong's stomach suddenly growled.

I haven't had dinner yet. I feel hungry.

Bai Wanrong looked at Leng Rongrong's stomach and showed a face like hell, "what are you doing? What's the name of your stomach? "

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

Leng Rongrong blinks her eyes and looks at Bai Wanrong with expectation. She hopes her mother can make some food for her.

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

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

"I can't cook!" Bai Wanrong put her arms around her chest and snorted.

"What do you eat?" Leng Rongrong was surprised.

"Go home when you're full outside." Bai Wanrong naturally said, "the food outside is not fragrant enough. Why do you make it by yourself?"

“……” There is truth.

But most people

Well, her mother may not be normal.

"Then you can order me a takeout." Leng Rongrong stares at Bai Wanrong and says, "my mobile phone has been smashed by you. I can't order takeout now."

"It's a bit partial here. There's a crematorium on the side. Generally, there's no takeout." Bai Wanrong said.

"Fire, crematorium?" Leng Rongrong looks at Bai Wanrong in horror.

What's her mother's hobby? She lives next to the crematorium. Isn't she afraid of ghosts?

"No one bothers me when I live here. Besides, I'm interested in ghosts. Maybe there's a lot of Yin here. I can go to hell." Bai Wanrong stood up, poured a glass of water and handed it to Leng Rongrong.

"Are you not afraid of ghosts?" Leng Rongrong's mouth continues to twitch.

"I'll beat him if there's a ghost. He'll stop being afraid of me." Bai Wanrong hummed coldly, "if it dares to kill me, I will become a more powerful ghost than it, and I can kill it."

Leng Rongrong It seems reasonable. "

"Gu -"

the stomach continued to cry awkwardly.

Bai Wanrong took a look at Leng Rongrong's stomach and said impatiently, "go and make something to eat yourself. There should be something to eat in the kitchen."

"I won't do it. If you're not afraid that I'll blow up your house, I can have a try, but I don't dare to eat what I make myself. "

Leng Rongrong said very righteously.

Bai Wanrong:!!!She took a deep look at Leng Rongrong and was forced to walk to the kitchen.

Leng Rongrong follows Bai Wanrong's ass and is very happy that her mother seems to be going to make food for herself.

Results went to the kitchen door, bang, the kitchen door was pulled up, she was closed outside.

"Don't watch me cook!"

Inside came the voice of Bai Wanrong.

"Oh..." Mr. Rong leaned against the door for a while to listen to the news, and then walked away. She began to visit the room.

Living room is a very simple style, the mother is very girl heart, the basic is pink and blue tone.

But it's very clean and comfortable. There are many places decorated with feathers. It makes people feel that their hearts are melting.

Leng Rongrong looks up at the stairs. She goes to the edge of the stairs. When she is about to go up, suddenly a hidden arrow comes.

"I'll go!" Leng Rongrong quickly dodged back, and then looked at the sharp arrow inserted in a target on the wall.

OK, sure enough, there are many authorities.

There's a hidden arrow up the stairs.

Is this for fear of not killing yourself?

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

Leng Rongrong took a look at the spiral stairs. She hesitated for a moment and decided not to run around. She had better wait for dinner.

Her mother doesn't seem to have a good temper. If she gets upset here, her mother will get angry. If she gets angry, she will beat herself

Waiting for dinner

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

At last she could know what her mother cooked.

She can finally know what mom tastes like.

In the meantime, someone in the kitchen is in a mess.

Looking at the pot, Bai Wanrong poured eggs into it and said, "why should I cook for that girl? Why does she want me to cook for her? What does starvation have to do with me? "

The egg didn't open. The eggshell and the egg were broken by the shovel in the pot.

Then, Bai Wanrong began to stir fry quickly, not to mention, the stir fry still has a kind of mold, but the eggshell and eggs are all mixed together.