Chapter 826: Eight hundred thirty four

Shen Rongyin subconsciously obeyed his head and leaned over, and saw that face suddenly opened his mouth to bite on Chen Jing's neck, and saw Chen Jing's original body quickly become shriveled, until it turned into a dead corpse.
Soon the face heard the sound of groaning and creaking in the bedroom.
Shen Rongyin glanced coldly at Chen Jing's shriveled corpse. There was not much fluctuation in the fundus. Instead, he sat again in front of the dressing table, opened the drawer, and took out a high-end jewelry and bracelet box.
With a click, she opened the lid of the box, and saw the green and bright red blood bracelet overflowing with bright red blood, dripping to the ground through the jewelry box.
Shen Rongyin wiped the towel with a blank expression on his face, and put on a bracelet exactly like her wrist.
The old face of Shen Rongyin's forehead suddenly disappeared with a scream. Not long after, the old face of the old woman in front of the mirror returned to a smooth and young appearance again, and Shen Rongyin showed a satisfying and weird smile.
On the other hand, Chi Shuyan saw her father come back at 8:30 in the evening. She doesn't know how to cook, but she cooks porridge very well, so she specially cooked Lingmi porridge for her father.
Chi Lingyan's solemn expression relaxed a bit when he smelled the scent of the rice porridge at home, and his expression was also much better: "Yanyan! Did you cook by yourself? Why don't you go to the cafeteria to eat?"
"Dad, I just cooked some porridge, you drink more porridge, and the pickles I specially brought! They are all made by your girl, and I will give you a taste!" Chi Shuyan also tried to cook just now, but she can guess she I really don't have any talent for cooking. The taste is very unpalatable. Chi Shuyan simply fell and changed the pickles.
She didn't want her father to have diarrhea in the middle of going out to work tomorrow.
At this moment she had already put the porridge and pickles on the table, Chi Lingyan's complexion was very gentle, she didn't have much appetite before, but now she smelled the scent of this ling rice porridge, and she really had some appetite.
Chi Lingyan had also tasted the ling rice porridge his girl had sent him before. It tasted very good, and it was still a wonderfully good thing. He hadn't eaten it for a long time, and Chi Lingyan couldn't wait.
Although this meal was just rice porridge with pickles, it was very simple, but the father and daughter were very happy to eat, but they had just finished eating on their front feet, and Wei Ting brought a lot of dishes on their back feet.
Chi Lingyan couldn't help but said, "Why is Lao Wei and your mother so polite? I and Yan Yan can just eat some casually!"
Chi Shuyan said, "Dad, when you were away just now, Uncle Wei and Aunt Chang wanted me to eat at Wei's house!"
Wei Ting couldn't help but said: "Sister Shuyan, my parents have also said that everyone is your own. In the future, if Uncle Chi is absent, you will go directly to my house for dinner. Why are you polite?"
Although the ling rice porridge was finished, Wei Ting still smelled the lingering fragrance, which was particularly fragrant. Wei Ting was a little bit rare: "Sister Shuyan, what good things did you make for Uncle Chi to eat at night? This is too fragrant and your craftsmanship is too good. All right!"
Chi Shuyan, the guilty "cooking killer":...
Chi Shuyan still liked the Wei family very much, including Wei Ting in front of him, who told them to treat her father nicely. Before leaving on Wei Ting, Chi Shuyan went to the room and gave out a small bag of more than ten kilograms of spirit from the space. Rice, this spiritual rice is not what her father eats, but the spiritual rice she sells on the Internet that has only been roughly washed out with aura, and handed it to Wei Ting, "Brother Wei, here, the scent you just smelled is this If you like the taste of rice porridge, I will tell you which Taobao store to sell next time! By the way, you can just call my name in the future!"
Keep calling Sister Shuyan, how could she have the illusion of being called Sister Lin!
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