Nan Jin's deep and thin lips twitched, her words were gentle, and she answered lightly: "Ayan, it will be a little bitter now, but it will be sweeter in the future. When the commercial cities on the other side of Xiangjiang are built, I will take a vacation to accompany you to the seaside for your honeymoon. ."

"Then you have to do what you say and don't go back."

"Never regret it."

"Okay, be careful on the road, and come back early after you're done with the company."

"Um"

Su Yuyan knew that she couldn't beat her husband, so she could only glared at him angrily, then looked away from his face, and saw that men like to take a shower, wearing bathrobes, and showing a sexy texture at the neckline The lines, the chest is beautiful, the waistline is strong and three-dimensional, the six-pack abs, the two straight long legs, just sitting on the head of her bed, the whole person is like a peerless handsome man who came out of a magazine, it makes people nosebleed .

Su Yuyan blushed instantly. After thinking about it, she still couldn't fall asleep. She simply got up from the bed, raised her blushing lips, went into the cloakroom wearing slippers, and took out a clean suit and tie for the man.

Nan Jin froze in place when she saw the clothes in his wife's hands deeply, her heart skipping a few beats. There was a touch of warmth in the deep narrow eyes. When my father went out, my mother also took care of his clothes and luggage.

He suddenly remembered that the two of them hadn't had breakfast yet, so he took the clothes from his wife's hand, went to the dressing room, changed into a suit, tie his tie, and walked out with a noble breath all over his body. The big guy who can make the business world tremble.

After getting dressed, he walked over to the bed, gently dropped a pure, clean, holy kiss without any desire in front of his little goblin, and then whispered in her ear: "Wife, don't go to bed yet. , wait a minute, let you taste my craftsmanship."

"Nan Jinshen, you actually know how to cook?" Su Yuyan was about to take a nap on the bed, but when she heard the man's words, she immediately recovered.

This was the first time she saw him cook. She couldn't believe that in the eyes of this outsider, the nine sons of Yuncheng, who were indifferent, cruel, extremely noble, and never worried about food and clothing expenses. First, can you actually cook?

Nan Jin looked at his wife's disbelief, and immediately became interested. He stretched out his slender fingers, gently hooked the little girl's nose, raised his eyebrows and said, "Wait, little girl. , marry me, I promise you won't starve to death!"

"Cut, husband, what you said is the same as the truth. Let's talk about it after you make it. I don't believe that you, a rich and powerful young master who doesn't touch the spring water, can really make delicious and beautiful meals?" Su Yu Yan's eyebrows were curved, and she directly confronted her husband.

Nan Jinshen was instantly inspired by the little girl, he touched her head gently, then got up and went to the kitchen downstairs.

In the bright and spacious kitchen downstairs, Aunt Fu was attentively instructing the servants to cook porridge and cut vegetables, when suddenly a cold air hit her face.

Then, I saw a person come into view, walking towards the kitchen, this person is not someone else, but a black handmade suit, full of dignity, the owner of the house - Nan Jinshen.

Nan Jin's deep and perfect facial features, fair skin, and ink-like pupils exude a cold and terrifying icy aura. He was slender and straight, and walked in coldly step by step, making Aunt Fu's heart skip a beat.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Aunt Fu asked nervously.

Nan Jin glanced at the layout of the kitchen, her thin lips raised slightly, and she said coldly and icy: "Aunt Fu, give me an apron?"

"Master, what do you want an apron for?"

"Cooking for my wife"

"what?"

Aunt Fu raised her eyes in awe, looked at her young master with disbelief, and shivered all over her body. It's like hearing the most incredible joke in the world.

Young master, he is high above and has a distinguished status. How could he think of cooking for the young lady by himself? It's too petty.