Grab the pillow firmly, and throw it aside lightly, "This is not called obscenity, it's called love and fun between husband and wife."

As he said that, Rong Shao looked ashamed, "It seems that I didn't teach you well, alas..."

Luo Anning frowned: "Go to hell—"

Young Master Rong enjoyed her fried hair quite a bit, the smile on the corner of his lips deepened unconsciously, his provocative phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, his thin lips kissed the air lightly, before she was embarrassed and ashamed and ready to speak again, he turned around Into the bedroom.

…………

If it was true as he said, there were all kinds of ingredients in the refrigerator, Luo Anning knew how to cook, and with the abundance of ingredients, he quickly figured out what to do.

Nuo Da's kitchen is also impossibly clean and tidy. There is no doubt that Young Master Rong never fires at home.

Luo Anning Fu forehead, this guy lived in the apartment for 2 years, could it be that they all ate food from outside?

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

Sweet and sour fish, stewed beef brisket soup, kung pao chicken, cola chicken wings, pan-fried eggplant slices, hot and sour potato shreds, stir-fried vegetables...

After taking a look at the delicious dishes, Rong Yan suddenly thought of a word, there is a good wife at home.

"Did you wash it?" Seeing him, Luo Anning asked while filling up the rice: "Come and sit down, eat."

Rong Shaofeng watched her busy and busy serving rice and soup with deep eyes, the smile on his lips deepened unknowingly, he walked to the dining table and sat down according to his words, Luo Anning moved the soup in front of him : "Drink and see how it tastes."

Rong Shao grabbed the hand she was about to withdraw, brought it to his lips and kissed it lightly, then let go of her under Luo Anning's depressed and puzzled expression, and picked up the spoon to drink the soup elegantly and luxuriously.

"Not bad, the heat is a little lacking, try harder next time."

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

"Didn't you let me tell you, you're not happy after I told you. A woman's heart is stabbed..."

Luo Anning: "...!"

Young Master Rong: "..."

Luo Anning felt that this fellow was deliberately finding fault, and said indignantly: "You think the heat is not enough, right? Okay, then next time you come to stew it for me, even if it is poison, I will drink it with a smile!"

The reason why she dared to say that was because she believed that it was impossible for him, who was a clean freak, to enter a kitchen with oily smoke.

So, she was just trying to win back some pride by watching him suffer.

When Rong Shao heard it, his expression was calm, and his brows were barely visible, "Stew soup?"

His expression fell into Luo Anning's eyes, and his mind became more firm in his mind, Young Master Rong would not go into the kitchen, let alone take a car!

"That's right, give me the stew!" Luo Anning looked at him calmly, her brows beaming with glamour.

Young Master Rong nodded: "No problem, I'll cook it for you next time."

Luo Anning's jaw was about to drop to the table, holding Rong Shao's flirtatious face excitedly, and staring at him with wide eyes: "What?! I heard it right, do you really want stewed soup for me? You Can cook?!"

Rong Yan's eyes were downcast, avoiding her gaze, took her hands down, and replied lightly: "En."

my god!

She doesn't have auditory hallucinations, does she?

The pampered Young Master Rong actually knows how to cook? !

Luo Anning still couldn't believe it: "Rong Yan, you're not lying to me, are you? Afraid of losing face, you agreed to come down and just buy some soup to fool me?"

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