Good morning, Mr. Rong!

Chapter 327 The Little Fairy Who Seduces Men 8
Jing Huanyan stretched out her hand, and pinched the soft and cute little cheek on Xiao Baozi's face: "Little cute!"

"Well... I agreed not to pinch my face all the time... I'm a man..." Being pinched all the time is so disrespectful.

"Man! You are still ten years away from being a man!" Jing Huanyan laughed.

She just likes to tease the little adult baby.

Yan Baobao straightened his small chest, and said like a little adult: "I am mature inside..."

"Yes yes yes, you are mature, you are mature, mature little Daimeng!"

Rong Xiaoyan: "...Forget it, you are beautiful, I won't bother with you!"

Rong Zhiyan turned his head just in time to see his parents and Bai Jiaona coming towards the restaurant, fearing that she would be bullied again, so he said: "Take Xiaoyan to do homework first."

"It's okay, I'll wait for you here."

Avoiding is not her style. Since she decided to live here, she has made all kinds of preparations.

It's impossible to keep hiding if you don't see when you look up and see when you look down.

"...Okay." He thought about it.

Mrs. Rong originally looked down on Jing Huanyan, but after learning that Jing Huanyan was that woman back then, her impression of her became even worse, and she stared at her almost every time.

Jing Huanyan also noticed that the old lady's attitude had changed again.

But...worse and worse, in fact, there is not much difference.

Although the old lady Rong was very angry, she couldn't get angry at her. She could only stare at her, and walked to her little grandson: "Xiaoyan, how can I be full just by eating that? The dinner in the kitchen is ready. Grandma asked someone to make your favorite glutinous rice chicken in lotus leaf."

"Grandma, I'm very full. The seafood porridge is very delicious!"

"Then grandma will ask the kitchen to cook better food for you tomorrow."

"Grandma, I love Yanyan's porridge. I ate an extra bowl tonight than usual!" Rong Xiaoyan said exaggeratedly.

I can't wait to tell my grandma that Yanyan's porridge is the best in the world.

Mrs. Rong was a little discouraged. Looking at her little grandson, her heart ached so much that she really wanted to tell the truth.

"It seems that Zhiyan also likes the porridge cooked by Miss Jing?" Bai Jiaona looked at Rong Zhiyan, her tone was gentle.

"The porridge she makes is the best for me." Rong Zhi replied.

Bai Jiaona was so angry that she almost wanted to vomit blood, but she still maintained a gentle smile on her face: "It's a pity that my leg will never get better in this life, and I won't have a chance to cook for you..."

Rong Zhiyan looked at her legs and sighed in his heart.

After all, the Rong family owed her.

What Bai Jiaona wanted was Rong Zhiyan's guilt, she gently stroked her knee with her hand, her tone became more sentimental: "I feel that I am really a useless person now."

Does the man who teases her like this in front of her really think she doesn't exist?

Bai Jiaona's intentions, I'm afraid no one present can't see it.

Jing Huanyan bent her lips and smiled, and said deliberately: "Miss Bai must have been very good at cooking before, right?"

In a word, the expression on Bai Jiaona's face was almost unbearable.

She opened her mouth to say something, but found that she had nothing to say.

Her cooking skills are either good, or not good at all.

Since she was a child, her parents raised her as a famous lady, from communicating with people to being talented in music, but they never allowed her to go to the kitchen.

Because her mother believed that the most unlikely place for a wealthy young lady to go was the kitchen.

That will make women's hands thicker, it will make women's appearance worse, and it will make women's status lower.

(End of this chapter)