Luo Junheng was in the kitchen, listening to Nan Song explain to him the steps of making soup. His brows furrowed. After Nan Song finished speaking, he asked worriedly, "Do you remember?"

He did remember it, but he didn't understand it.

"Why is it so troublesome to make soup?"

"..."

Nan Song couldn't help but want to roll his eyes, thinking it's delicious, but of course it's troublesome. Do you think it's your Western food, and you can just add some ketchup, black pepper, and mix it with everything?

But of course she didn't dare to say that in front of her eldest brother.

Nan Song curled his lips and said: "It's so easy, the little monkey can learn it as soon as possible."

Luo Junheng didn't need to listen to what she said, he knew what she meant by looking at her expression.

"I learned piano when I was a kid, and I learned it right away."

Nan Song: "..."

Luo Junheng: "Including singing."

Nan Song: "..."

Luo Junheng: "And dancing."

Nan Song: "..."

Three knives in a row, the counterattack was so precise.

This is really her brother.

Nan Song clenched his fists tightly, but could only loosen them. He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, brother, there are specialties in the arts. Everyone is good at different things. It's not a big deal to be able to cook. You and I

Whatever my sister-in-law wants to eat, I can make it."

Only then was Luo Junheng satisfied, and he patted the back of her head with his big palm.

"good."

Hearing the commotion coming from the cloakroom, Luo Junheng went to the cloakroom.

This is a half-hearted way to cook a meal. It’s strange that it can be done well.

Nan Song shook his head helplessly, and she could only continue to stare at Zao.

Yu Jinwen walked towards her, "What's wrong?"

Nan Song said: "Brother, since my sister-in-law came back, she has become a different person. Do you feel that her temper is getting worse and worse now?"

Yu Jinwen chuckled, "It's normal. Someone is pampering me."

Only those who are wrapped in love will be able to act like a child and have a tantrum without fear, whether it is a woman or a man, it is the same.

"Don't we love him?" Nan Song's eyes widened in disbelief.

Yu Jinwen touched her head to comfort her and coaxed her: "It's different. Whether someone loves you or not is not the same as whether you want to be loved. In his opinion, our love for our eldest brother is more because of fear."

'; But my sister-in-law favors him because of love."

What he said made sense, but Nan Song couldn't refute it.

She sighed softly, "Anyway, my eldest brother always has double standards in front of us and my eldest sister-in-law, so I'm used to it. He and my eldest sister-in-law are in true love, and it was an accident for us."

"Um?"

Yu Jinwen looked at her and said seriously: "Isn't this what Erlang Shen and Jiu'er often complain about us?"

Nan Song was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was talking about, and suddenly blushed.

I don't know if it's shame or shame.

Mr. Lao Yugan is really... getting better and better at it.

*

Seeing Luo Junheng walking towards the cloakroom, Quan Yeqian, He Shen and Fu Yu also followed because they also heard the sound from their own home.

What are you communicating?

Check out the fun...

Cheng Xian also followed. He didn't know what the excitement was, but just by listening to Ji Yun's bluffing voice, he knew there must be something shady.

Sure enough, as soon as they walked to the door of the cloakroom, they were shocked by the colorful feather coats in everyone's hands. Are they going to dance the little swan dance together?

Yan Xizheng didn't know how to explain to everyone. He turned around and saw Luo Junheng and his brothers standing at the door, trying to find a crack in the ground to get in.
Chapter completed!