Rebirth of the super rich second generation

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Lorraine hurried back to Jingxiang Garden, came to the door of Aunt Qin's house, knocked on the door, and it was Qin Wanshu who was dressed at home who opened the door.

After coming out of the hospital, Qin Wanshu recovered well. At this time, her face was rosy, and her eyes, like autumn water, were full of moisture that would make every man tremble. Today she was wearing a loose Brown casual singlet, round low collar, revealing a white and tender neck, and two sexy collarbones, this does not mean that she is not plump, on the contrary, the deep lace that is somewhat casually wiped in the middle of the collar The ravine clearly explained this point. The two towering and round chests seemed to be full of elasticity. Even the casual singles with full elasticity were fully stretched, looking like they were about to come out.

On weekdays, Lorraine was used to seeing Qin Wanshu dressed in work OL attire, and seeing her dressed like a sister next door at this time, she really felt something special.

"Stinky boy, what are you looking at?" Qin Wanshu seemed to have noticed Lorraine's eyes inadvertently glanced at her chest, and two blushes quickly flew over her fair face, but she was not angry in her heart. On the contrary, she was a little happy. The surname's chest was covered for a while, and she whispered coquettishly.

Lorraine sneered: "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?"

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

Qin Wanshu cleared the dining table and said, "Xiao Lin, what question are you asking? Of course you are cooking in the kitchen."

"Cook?"

Lorraine felt as if a big hole had suddenly opened in his brain, and he poured wind into it: "Song Xiaoniu can cook????!"

Reminiscent of Song Meiyuan's seemingly deep family background, and her behavior since I met her, how does she look like a woman who can cook at home?

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

At this time, Qin Wanshu didn't feel at all that the whispering between an aunt and an underage boy at such a close distance was actually a very ambiguous gesture.At least, Lorraine felt her mind shake a little, and Qin Wanshu's gentle breath accidentally exhaled while talking with a smile tickled Lorraine's earlobes.

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

Qin Wanshu continued to laugh softly: "She is leaving this afternoon, and I don't know what kind of nerves she has. I heard that you are going to ask for leave and come back to see her off. You insist on going to the kitchen to cook a meal yourself, saying that you will give it to you before you leave. Leave a good image of virtuous and virtuous."

Oh, so it is.

It turned out that she was trying to catch ducks to the shelves. This little girl Song is still a novice in the kitchen.

Just as I thought of this, I suddenly heard a cry of "Ahhh" from the kitchen.

Lorraine and Qin Wanshu got acquainted with each other, then Qi Qi ran towards the kitchen, opened the kitchen door and saw that the frying pan in front of Song Meiyuan was suddenly rushing towards the range hood, and there was a burnt smell, permeating the air. Throughout the kitchen, Song Meiyuan wore braids, wore an apron, and rolled up her sleeves, looking like a capable young housewife, but she was far away from the cooking pot, holding a spatula in one hand, and covering her arm with the other, with a look of fear, He wanted to go up and continue cooking, but he seemed to be afraid of something.Taking a rough look, after a few days of recuperation, the scars on Song Meiyuan's face have obviously faded away, only some faint bruises are left on her delicate, white and tender arms, but judging by her lively appearance, she should be fine. up.

When Lorraine saw Song Meiyuan's battle, she couldn't help laughing and teasing: "I said, Aunt Song, are you frying explosives? You're scared."

Song Meiyuan gave Lorraine a blank look. In fact, she had heard the sound of Lorraine coming in from outside, but she couldn't concentrate on cooking.Unfortunately, she was an incompetent cook, and immediately said to Qin Wanshu who was beside Lorraine: "Wanshu, Wanshu!... Come on, come and help..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lorraine stepped forward to meet her, quickly unplugged the plug, then picked up the frying pan and moved it. After a while, the oil fume in the room was almost exhausted. At this time, Lorraine was surprised to find that what was fried in the pot was black.

Song Meiyuan glanced at the blackness in the pot, and lowered her forehead helplessly: "Oh, my cola chicken wings have failed..."

Coke chicken wings? ? ?

Lorraine looked at the black lumps in the pot, and it was really hard to imagine that they were chicken wings. He lay down on them and sniffed them, then turned around and asked, "I said, Aunt Song, did you put the oil in? "

"Put oil in?" Song Meiyuan frowned, "What do you do with oil in the coke and chicken wings? Who do you see drinking coke with oil in it? Do you have some basic common sense?"

"Uh……"

Lorraine and Qin Wanshu were completely speechless this time. This logic is really powerful. With Song Meiyuan's level, it's really inferior to ask her to cook. She should prepare explosives.

"Okay, Meiyuan, don't be brave, it's past two o'clock, if you don't hurry to cook, you won't be able to eat well. Let me do it." Qin Wanshu gently tossed her hair at this time, and then used a rubber band Tie up her long hair, and make a gesture to untie Song Meiyuan's apron.But Song Meiyuan took a step back, with a face full of reluctance: "No, let me try again. I have seen a dish on TV... yes, braised pork ribs, I can definitely make this! Don't worry !"

Qin Wanshu was stunned: "So confident?"

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

I have an ancestor!

"No, no, no...you hurry out, the kitchen is not your place to stay, why do you want to go..." Lorraine and Qin Wanshu hurried forward and pushed Song Meiyuan out, even though the latter was still threatening, I haven't cooked my specialty 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, Xiao Lin, how can you cook? Meiyuan takes her surname, so don't make trouble with her?" Qin Wanshu hurriedly shook her head as if she was about to be tossed into a coma by two troublemakers.

But Lorraine didn't give her a chance to say more. As soon as the two beauties walked out of the kitchen, Lorraine slammed the kitchen door, and then locked the door from the inside, saying: "Two beauties, just Just wait, it's a good lunch guaranteed."

The two women looked helplessly at the tightly closed kitchen door. ...Come on, the plan to cook and eat at home at noon today is a waste of time. Wait, it is estimated that Lorraine, the second-generation ancestor who is not yet full, cooks a meal that is as virtuous as Song Meiyuan's dynamite chicken wings. Get ready for takeout...

But things always have 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 he is young and healthy now.

So, after about half an hour passed, the kitchen door was opened, and before anyone came out, the strong aroma of dishes first wafted out.

In order to maintain her figure, Song Meiyuan, who ate two fried buns in the morning, was already so hungry that her chest stuck to her back. Smelling the aroma of vegetables, she smacked her small mouth until her saliva almost flowed out.

"Two big beauties, eat."

Lorraine went back and forth between the dining room and the kitchen. What's even more funny is that the second-generation patriarch, who didn't even know how to wash his clothes a few months ago, was wearing a pink apron, like a new good man at home.

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

Lorraine swiftly took off her sleeves and untied her apron, and introduced her favorite work with a smile: "This is braised pork ribs with oil. Well, it's Aunt Song's coke chicken wings that you failed in the challenge. How about it, color It’s delicious, hey, I’ll eat it later.” As she spoke, she found that Song Meiyuan couldn’t wait to pick up the chopsticks to pick up the chicken wings, so Lorraine reached out and patted the chopsticks and put them back on the table, “When I’m done introducing Well, this plate is Aunt Qin’s favorite dish, chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, and this plate is my specialty, boiled pork slices. Hey, why do you still eat it? What about you, eh? Why do you still grab it with your hands? It's on!!" Lorraine went up and grabbed Song Meiyuan's little hand that had 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 grab it?"

"Oh, that's right, I'm so hungry, I even forgot to wash my hands." Song Meiyuan stuck out her tongue, swallowed her saliva and reluctantly stood up from the chair, wiggling her little butt and ran towards the bathroom.

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

When the two beauties came back, Lorraine filled a large bowl full of rich and fragrant soup from the kitchen, and placed it in the center of the dining table: "Hey, four dishes and one soup, all ready." Saying, Picking up a small bowl to help Song Meiyuan fill up the soup, she said, "Aunt Song, this bowl of soup is specially made for you, you should drink more."

"Definitely." Song Meiyuan frustratingly smashed her small mouth with her small hands, looking impatient, "What kind of soup is this?"

Lorraine smiled: "Papaya salty porridge is specially made for you tonic. Do you know what papaya is good for? It seems that you are as old as my Aunt Qin, but some places seem to be a little weak."

"Who said that!" Song Meiyuan couldn't tell what Lorraine said that papaya was for mending, she immediately straightened her proud twin peaks to express her dissatisfaction, swayed for a while, bit her silver teeth and said: "Little devil! You You're going to die! Seeing that I'm leaving, you think I won't be able to deal with you in the future, are you presumptuous?"

Chapter 63 Little ghost head, does it hurt?

In this way, a warm lunch ended between the three of them talking and laughing.

Time passed quickly, almost in the blink of an eye, and it was time for Song Meiyuan to leave.For Song Meiyuan, in Zhengzhou City, the only people who are really close are Qin Wanshu and Lorraine.

The broadcast in the airport echoed in my ears over and over again, people came and went in the waiting room, the passengers were either laughing and laughing, or lonely and silent, or... parting.

Although the time of acquaintance with Song Meiyuan is very short, Lorraine has really established a relationship with her in adversity. No matter what Lorraine thinks, Song Meiyuan will never forget that when she was beaten so dizzy, When it was about to collapse, at that moment, that dazzling light poured into the darkness.

Standing in the light was a thin, young figure who felt at ease like a mountain. In a trance, Song Meiyuan felt that it was a black-feathered angel who had fallen from heaven to the mortal world, as if holding the promise to save her. Come on mission.He is a bit bad, a bit domineering, and sometimes... a bit indifferent to himself.But this couldn't stop him, every night in his dreams, he looked up at his tall figure at that moment again and again, again and again.

Sometimes she felt that Lorraine was like a poison, and she wanted to quit, but couldn't.Song Meiyuan is a person who dares to love and hate. If she likes someone, she may not say it out, but she will definitely like it boldly, even if the final result is an unrequited love that ends without a problem.