She became addicted after marriage, and Mrs. Jiang was so spoiled that the corners of her eyes turne

Nan's headquarters.

President Office.

Nan Yuheng, who originally planned to go home from get off work, saw his sister who came to him excitedly as soon as he came to the door.

Nan Yuheng stopped.

After looking at her for a few seconds, he silently came to sit on the sofa and asked helplessly:

"It's already o'clock, why are you here?"

Nan Shiyu followed him and sat down on the sofa opposite, "I haven't seen you in more than two days. Come and talk to my brother about home affairs."

"..."

Can he still not understand her?

Can she run to him if it's okay?

It was possible in the past, but recently, this girl has been spending time with Jiang Jingyu every day, and it is strange to think of him as a brother.

Nan Yuheng crossed his legs, glanced at her lightly, and hit the nail on the head: "If you have something to say, just say it, no need to pave the way."

Nan Shiyu choked and stopped her roundabout thoughts.

"Brother, you and Jiang Jingyu have known each other for so long, so you should know each other very well, right?"

"?"

Since he didn't understand what this girl wanted to do, Nan Yuheng replied conservatively: "It's not bad."

Nan Shiyu automatically understood these four words as "very understanding". Her eyes brightened, and she ignored Nan Yuheng's probing eyes and asked directly:

"Brother, do you know what Jiang Jingyu's usual hobbies are?"

Afraid that he might not understand, Nan Shiyu said again:

"For example, what does he like? If you want to give a gift to create a surprise, what is the best thing to give?"

Nan Yuheng was actually a little surprised.

Sudden sex change?

"Why do you ask this?"

"Isn't it like your style?"

Nan Shiyu touched the tip of her nose and concealed it seriously:

"If a husband and wife want to have a harmonious marriage, they must give each other some gifts or create some surprises. Apart from wedding gifts, I haven't given him many things. He has given me a lot of gifts."

Finally, a certain eldest lady concluded: "It is rude to come and not reciprocate."

Nan Yuheng smiled and said, "Your husband has an elegant temperament and doesn't really like many things. To be honest, famous paintings are one of them. You can start from this aspect."

painting?

After getting the answer, Nan Shiyu immediately stood up and prepared to leave.

After taking two steps, she stopped when she thought of something and turned back to look at Nan Yuheng.

"How are you doing with your cooking skills?"

Nan Yuheng was playing with his phone and leaning on the sofa, looking up casually.

"That's it. If you don't go home these two days, our parents will hide as far away as possible. It's hard to say how much progress has been made at the moment."

Nan Shiyu: "..."

As for their parents, they must have been hiding as far away as possible.

To be honest, with her brother's current skills, if it weren't for the brother-sister relationship here, she would stay far away.

Before Nan Shiyu had time to speak, Nan Yuheng suddenly changed his voice and said:

"How about you go home today? Your husband is on a business trip anyway."

Go back and continue to be your guinea pig?

These words came to the tip of my tongue and I was about to blurt them out.

Nan Yuheng stood up and looked at her lightly.

Preemptive strike: "While you are cultivating a brother-sister relationship with me, don't forget to cultivate a mother-daughter relationship with mom, so that she won't have to talk about you in my ears every day."

Nan Shiyu: "...?"

—

That night, Nan Shiyu followed Nan Yuheng back to Nan's villa.

The timing of their arrival was fortuitous, dinner had just been prepared.

Mother Nan was obviously a little surprised when she saw her daughter suddenly returning, and immediately took her hand and went to the restaurant.

After the meal, Nan Shiyu chatted with her mother.

At eight o'clock in the evening, when Nan's mother was about to go back to her room to rest, Nan Yuheng came down from upstairs seamlessly, glanced at his sister, and went to the kitchen first.

A certain sister, guinea pig, sister: "?"

It’s already this point, are you still practicing?

Half an hour later, Nan Shi Yusheng leaned helplessly against the kitchen door, staring numbly at the carrots that were about to be cooked.

Two minutes later, Nan Yuheng handed the steaming shredded sweet potato to her, "Try it quickly, you won't be able to pick it up when it's cold."

Nan Shiyu tried hard to suppress the twitching at the corner of her mouth.

Staring at the... shredded sweet potato in front of me.

"Why is the color of this thing different from what I usually eat?"

Nan Yuheng's tone was unhurried: "Appearance is not important, as long as it tastes good."

Under his second urging look, Nan Shiyu picked up the chopsticks with difficulty, picked up a piece, put it to her lips, bit it tentatively, and suddenly frowned.

She raised her head and looked at her brother, unable to explain: "Why are you so miserable?"

Nan Yuheng lowered his eyes and looked at the shredded sweet potatoes on the plate, thoughtfully.

Nan Shiyu stared at the remaining half piece, threw it back without shame, and refused to eat any more.

She said quietly: "Before eating it, I thought it was salty, but I never thought it was bitter."

Nan Yuheng: "..."

Half a second later, looking at the results of his long day's work, Nan Yuheng dumped it in the trash can without hesitation.

Then I found a box of shrimps in the refrigerator and prepared to try stir-fried shrimps again.

Nan Shiyu stared at it for a long time, then resignedly dragged a chair from outside and placed it at the entrance of the kitchen. She sat on it and leaned against the back of the chair with her arms folded, waiting for the stir-fried shrimp.

After the pot came out, Nan Yuheng asked Nan Shiyu, "Is there any progress?"

After chewing the shrimp in her mouth twice, Nan Shiyu nodded affirmatively, "Yes, yes! This is the only dish that can be considered normal."

Seeing that she stopped moving her chopsticks after finishing each meal, Nan Yuheng didn't say anything. He placed the plate of shrimps on the cooking table and followed her out of the kitchen.

"Let's talk about the other dishes. At least one is successful so far."