I've been reborn, so it's normal to be licked back by others.

The kitchen is full of people, but the kitchen is full of people.

Nanyuan cleared a space on the dining table, took several test papers from the room and placed them on the table, and began to write with a pen.

He didn't plan to go back to the room to write, mainly because he didn't want Director An to leave his sight.

Although he knew that the socially anxious girl was an absolute veteran in the kitchen, he was still a little worried and had to keep an eye on her all the time.

This felt like...

taking care of my daughter?

Oh, I thought too much.

Nanyuan shook his head, drove away his messy thoughts, and focused his attention on the questions on the test paper again.

Swish, swish, ton, ton, ton...

The sound of Nanyuan writing the test paper and the sound of Anxin cutting vegetables in the kitchen intertwined with each other, and the beautiful picture was quietly frozen at this moment.

......

After brushing five or six papers, Nanyuan's nose twitched slightly, and he smelled a very strong fragrance.

A fragrance that has been unscented in this family for a hundred years!

Although I have smelled it in the middle of brushing questions, this time the smell is very strong.

With a sound of swish, Anxin opened the isolation glass door of the kitchen and came to the dining table with a plate.

Snap.

The plate with the source of the fragrance was placed on the table.

The socially anxious girl stretched out her two white and tender palms, and ten slender white jade fingers gestured beside the plate:

"Nanyuan, look quickly! Ding ding ding~"

Nanyuan stopped writing and looked over.

The culprit of the fragrance lingering around the tip of his nose appeared in his eyes-

Braised spare ribs.

The sauce-colored ribs were stacked like a pyramid, with some chopped green onions and white sesame seeds sprinkled on top.

The next second, the socially anxious girl picked up the chopsticks on the plate, picked up a piece of ribs, first put it to her mouth and blew it a few times, then stretched it to the person who was brushing the papers.

"Nanyuan, come, ah~"

"Ah~"

Nanyuan couldn't refuse at all, and didn't want to refuse.

Because this rib looked delicious!

The ribs sent to the mouth were sweet and soft.

While the appearance was perfect, the taste was also perfect.

Nanyuan's eyes widened the next moment.

Wow, Director An is so good at cooking?

The socially anxious girl blinked: "Is it delicious?"

Nanyuan gave a thumbs up: "Super delicious!"

This is the truth. He felt that the taste was comparable to what he had eaten in a star-rated restaurant in his previous life.

After taking a bite, Nanyuan felt that he couldn't stop.

"Director An, another piece."

"Here."

In the blink of an eye, three or four pieces of ribs went into his mouth.

Nanyuan took the chopsticks in his little hand and put one into the mouth of the socially anxious girl: "Come on, try what you made yourself."

"Ah~"

The little mouth took the sweet ribs in, and a pair of peach blossom eyes curved into a happy crescent shape in the next second.

"Well... Nanyuan, you eat first, I'll bring out the other dishes."

The socially anxious girl was about to turn around and walk to the kitchen, but her little hand was held by someone the next second.

"Huh?"

Before An Xin came back to her senses, Nanyuan had already reached out to help her untie the apron and take it off, saying:

"Don't move, Director An, let me move."

After that, he pressed An Xin on the chair, then picked up another piece of ribs and stuffed it into her little mouth, and slapped the chopsticks in her little hand before walking towards the kitchen.

As soon as the glass door of the kitchen was opened, a strong fragrance came to the face.

There was a white ceramic casserole on the gas stove, and Nanyuan quickly leaned in to take a look inside the casserole -

Red dates, wolfberries, oysters and chicken soup.

Hiss...

Not to mention this life, even in the previous life, Nanyuan had never seen such a thing at home.

Three meals a day, it was good enough for a family of three to have a meal cooked at home once a week. Most of the dishes were pre-made or packed from outside.

In Nanyuan's childhood impression, Empress Dowager Liu usually did not cook. Although Nanjun could cook, he was very busy in the factory before and rarely had time to cook.

Not to mention now, the two elders have rarely seen their figures day by day, let alone cooking at home.

Nanyuan first took a large soup bowl from the disinfection cabinet and put the chicken soup and ingredients in it.

After the chicken soup was processed, he found that there was a plate of Chinese cabbage next to the gas stove, which was neatly stacked.

Although Nanyuan can't cook, he can tell at a glance that the choy sum is cooked in chicken soup and then drizzled with soy sauce. This way of cooking green vegetables is very common in Guangdong Province.

When Nanyuan brought the chicken soup and choy sum to the table,

At the table, he found that the girl with social phobia was not eating ribs, but looking at the test paper she had just finished.

The girl with social phobia put down the red pen in her hand and blinked: "Nanyuan, you have to keep working hard. This time the math test paper only scored 135 points."

She thought to herself that she could get this score by writing fewer multiple-choice questions.

Nanyuan: "..."

"Okay, Director An, I will keep working hard."

"Yeah."

He knew that the girl with social phobia was serious about what she said just now, because she really planned to go to the same university as him.

So if the math score was only 135 points, it was really low in Anxin's eyes...

When the girl with social phobia saw the dishes on the table, she immediately ran to the kitchen and took out two bowls and chopsticks.

Nanyuan took the test paper from the table and took it back to the room. When he returned to the table, he saw two bowls full of chicken soup on the table.

One meat, one vegetable and one soup, it looks simple, but it tastes not simple.

He felt that today's chicken soup was sweet, the cabbage was sweet, the spareribs were sweet...

During the meal, Nanyuan turned his head to look at the socially anxious girl who was eating loudly. Seeing this, he couldn't help laughing.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

An Xin noticed something unusual, stopped what she was doing, and looked at the person next to her.

"Nothing, I just suddenly thought of something funny."

The socially anxious girl blinked, always feeling that Nanyuan seemed to be talking about her, but there was no evidence.

"Hey, eat quickly."

Nanyuan picked up a chicken leg and put it in the bowl of the socially anxious girl.

"Hmm (*^▽^*)"

The next second, the little hand grabbed the chicken leg and started to chew it.

Nanyuan took a sip of the chicken soup and looked at the person next to him, and was a little absent-minded for a while.

No, it can't be said that today's dishes are sweet.

It should be.

Since this idiot appeared in his world, everything around him seems to have become sweet.

In a trance, he seemed to have entered his own memory. The scenes of the two eating together kept replaying with the fluctuations in his heart...

Fried chicken wings in the cafeteria, half a potato chip in his mouth, beef in the hot pot, crab sticks in the spicy hot pot, crab meat in the buffet restaurant, small snowballs in the freezer, birthday cakes in his little hands, and half-sugar milk tea they drank together...

So sweet.

Really so sweet.

So sweet that Nanyuan is a little addicted.

Oh, it's a bit difficult. Didn't I come back to make money?

Why does the development of the plot seem to be different from what I expected?

"Huh? Nanyuan, why don't you eat it, come on, ah~"

The socially anxious girl found that the person next to her was still staring at her in a daze, and the next moment she stretched out the chicken leg she had gnawed twice in her hand.

"Ah~"

Well... this chicken leg is also sweet.

Although the plot is not the same as I imagined at the beginning, but...

It's not bad now.

I love so much.

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