Chapter 191 Wen Ruyu Cooks Herself

"What's the matter?" Bai Ling frowned, not understanding why he was standing still at the door of the kitchen, those deep eyes with an unknown light, touched his hair for the first time, "Is there a problem? ?"

She should be very clean.

"No." The corners of Wen Ruyu's mouth twitched slightly, and she gently placed the large bowl of porridge in her hand on the table, and then took the bowl that had been prepared by the side and filled it.

Bai Ling walked in, and even when he was serving porridge, he looked very nice when he sat up, just like an aristocratic British chef.

"Sit!" After Wen Ruyu put down the bowl, a gentleman and gentleman opened a seat for Bai Ling, said softly, and then took a platter with various fruits and placed it in front of her.

"Thank you!" Bai Ling took the spoon and looked at the porridge in the bowl. It wasn't ordinary white rice porridge. There were lotus seeds and white fungus in it, and the whole bowl of porridge was very white. It looked appetizing. Things are obviously in the right proportions, shining like pearls.

Of course, it's nothing to eat this thing at this time. After all, how long has it been since the end of the world?

The problem is that Bai Ling hasn't had a bowl of hot porridge for a long time, and he almost forgot the taste of this porridge, and he just ate a few canned fruits.

After Wen Ruyu served herself, she sat opposite Bai Ling, watching her slightly lowered her head, stirring the spoon in her hand, but it didn't move. Although she didn't know what she was thinking, at this moment, for some reason, his heart was depressed. a little uncomfortable. It was as if she didn't need anything she should have enjoyed in this world.

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

"Isn't it delicious?" Wen Ruyu took a sip and tasted the taste, then raised a smile, "Is it alright!"

This was his first time cooking, and he cut the fruit himself.

At Wen's house, he didn't have to do anything, and he was always with Han Xin. Han Xin was like his deacon, everything would be taken care of for him, including cooking.

In order to cater to the picky Wen Ruyu's taste, Han Xin personally took the chef's certificate from several countries before meeting Wen Ruyu's requirements.

It can be seen that when Wen Ruyu said that the porridge she made was okay, it showed that the taste was already good.

Bai Ling just sighed, picked up the spoon, took a sip, looked at the handsome face on the opposite side with astonishment, and the mouth melted, with the unique sweetness of lotus seeds, how did he do it?

Bai Ling has never had such delicious porridge.

Wen Ruyu watched Bai Ling staring at herself, and finally showed a shallow smile, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

"It's delicious!" Bai Ling praised without hesitation, no wonder Bai Xiaoxi said that Han Xin's cooking was delicious, and his craftsmanship caught up with Michelin chefs.

Wen Ruyu's face became a little hot for the first time, "Then drink more!" She suddenly thought of something, "Did you eat what you put in your room last night?"

Bai Ling was also really hungry. Yesterday, he just ate something in a hurry at noon. When he got here at night, he went straight to bed. Hearing Wen Ruyu say this, Bai Ling was stunned, "Is there anything to eat in my room?"

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

At that time, she was lying on the bed under the quilt, but her voice was very clear, thinking she had not slept yet.