Song Shaoyan nodded like a chicken eating rice, with a clean and clear luster in his eyes: "If one day you don't want me anymore and want to break up, just say a word and I will disappear from your world."

"A man's mouth is a liar."

"..." Song Shaoyan looked at her eagerly, "Then do you agree or not?"

"Anyone you fall in love with is just a date anyway. How can you know whether it's suitable or not if you don't try it."

Song Shaoyan was overjoyed: "I agreed, right?"

Ning An shrugged, idiot.

Dare to stay with her for such a long time, does he think she is too busy?

Song Shaoyan suddenly put his arm around her shoulders and shook her gently: "Really? I'm very happy that you can accept me."

"Song Shaoyan, starting from today I will teach you how to cook."

"Learn, learn." Song Shaoyan nodded. Not only did he want to learn, but he also wanted to learn well. In the future, he would personally cook dishes for her and her daughter.

Ning An looked at him, disgusted, why he looked like a fool.

Forget it, the second fool also made his own choice.

…

Ning An would come to his small villa on weekends.

Song Shaoyan recovered quickly and could no longer see anything when walking. He was just like a normal person. The last time Little Candy saw him, he was surprised for a long time.

In the end, what the little girl said was, uncle is so tall!

Song Shaoyan immediately raised his eyebrows. Did you know that there is a word called "tall, rich and handsome"? That's Uncle Song standing in front of you.

Little Candy felt that she had learned another word, tall, rich and handsome.

For example, Uncle Song is like this.

Of course, she thinks Uncle Shao Jun does too.

Ning'an came to teach him how to cook on weekends. Song Shaoyan, who was wearing an apron, was very serious, with gentle eyebrows and a gray-black sweater that made him gentle and elegant.

Ning An was completely unable to equate the Song Shaoyan in front of him with the man with a bad temper and bad personality before.

This student was smarter, and he even bought the recipe and came back to ponder it. Ning An felt that if he taught him a few more times, he might be better than his master.

Song Shaoyan can bend down to check the heat, and can also use a shovel to stir-fry the vegetables in the pot.

Ning An leaned against the kitchen door frame and looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes.

"Did you know that my grandfather is actually very good at cooking?" Song Shaoyan said, "He is an excellent cook, but he doesn't cook easily."

"You think I don't know? When I go to see my grandpa alone, he always cooks for me. He is afraid that the dishes cooked by the cook will offend me."

"Really? I really don't know. Grandpa is very partial and doesn't even call me."

"Why are you called here? Why are you called here to act?"

Song Shaoyan: "..."

It's so embarrassing and makes no sense.

Is this story impossible to get past?

He will be laughed at by Ning An for the rest of his life.

"Later, Grandpa Song was not in good health. When I went there, he still wanted to cook two dishes for me. At that time, I didn't allow him to worry about it, so he gave up."

"Grandpa really likes you."

"Of course, you like me more than you, believe it or not?" Ning An blinked.

"Believe, believe."

Ning An saw that he could stand up and cook in the kitchen, and the corners of his eyes were wet. During the twenty hours of the operation, she was really afraid that the operation would fail.

Fortunately, no.

Song Shaoyan, the loser, is now alive and kicking again.
Chapter completed!