Chapter 191

"What's the matter?" Bai Ling frowned. He didn't understand why he was standing at the kitchen door. His deep eyes with an unknown light touched his hair for the first time. "What's the matter?"

She should be clean.

"No Wen Ruyu's mouth slightly raised, put the bowl of porridge on the table gently, then took the bowl which had been prepared by her side and filled it.

Bailing walked in, even if it was the action of filling porridge, he looked very good when he sat up, just like the British noble chef.

"Sit down!" After Wen Ruyu put down the bowl, the gentleman gently opened a seat for Bai linglai and said softly. Then he took a platter with all kinds of fruits and put it in front of her.

"Thank you Bailing took the spoon and looked at the porridge in the bowl. It was not ordinary white rice porridge. There were lotus seeds and white fungus in it, and the whole bowl of porridge was very white, which made people have appetite. In addition, the proportion of the porridge was just right, which was as beautiful as pearl.

Of course, it's nothing to eat at this time. After all, how long does the end of life begin?

The problem is that bailing hasn't drunk a bowl of hot porridge for a long time. He almost forgot the taste of the porridge. The fruit is just a few canned fruits.

After filling herself, Wen Ruyu sat opposite Bai Ling and looked at her with her head slightly lowered. She stirred the spoon in her hand, but she didn't move. Although she didn't know what she was thinking, at this moment, he didn't know why. His heart was oppressed. It was as if she didn't need what she should have enjoyed in the world.

For Wen Ruyu, why don't you enjoy living when you have the conditions?

"Not good?" Wen Ruyu gently sipped the taste, then raised a smile, "OK!"

It was his first time to cook, and he cut the fruit himself.

In Wen's family, he doesn't have to do anything, and Han Xin is always with him. Han Xin is like his deacon. Everything will be good for him, including cooking.

Once, in order to cater to the picky taste of Wen Ruyu, Han Xin personally tested the cook certificate of several countries before reaching Wen Ruyu's requirements.

It can be seen that when Wen Ruyu said that her porridge was ok, it meant that it tasted good.

Bai Ling just sighed. He picked up the spoon and took a sip of it. He looked at the beautiful face in surprise. The entrance melted immediately, with the unique sweetness of lotus seeds. How did he do it?

Bailing has never had such a good porridge.

Wen Ruyu looks at Bai Ling and stares at herself. At last, she shows a shallow smile, and her heart jumps out of control.

"It's delicious!" Bai Ling is not stingy of praise, no wonder Bai Xiaoxi said that Han Xin's food is delicious, this kind of craft catch up with Michelin's chef.

Wen Ruyu's face became hot for the first time. "Then drink more!" Suddenly I thought of something, "did you eat what you put in your room last night?"

Bai Ling was really hungry. Yesterday, he just ate a little in a hurry at noon. When he arrived here at night, he went to bed directly. Hearing Wen Ruyu say so, Bai Ling is stunned instead, "do I have food in my room?"

Wen Ruyu looked at Bai Ling's confused appearance and laughed in her heart, "I gave you something at ten last night, and you answered me!"

At that time, she was lying on the bed covered with quilt, but her voice was very clear. She thought she was not asleep.