His little cutie turned sweet

Chapter 605 Xuan Yang, You Are Here
Suddenly, the door opened upstairs, followed by Nan Siyuan's surprised voice, "Xuan Yang, you're here."

Nan Siyuan was stunned and walked down the stairs in a dark blue suit, apparently intending to go out.

Gu Xuanyang raised his eyes, "Well, uncle, good morning."

At the same time, the slender fingers pinching the little girl's wrist froze, and then retracted.

Swallow the milk in your mouth.

Disappointment flashed across the man's eyes, but unfortunately, he was almost able to have a milk kiss with her.

Nancy squinted her eyes, eating the sandwich in her mouth, and said hello to Nan Siyuan, "Dad, good morning, are you going out?"

Hearing that he was going out, Gu Xuanyang's eyes lit up, but Nan Siyuan smiled and said, "Yes, suddenly the assistant called and said that a client had to catch a plane to leave here at nine o'clock, and asked me to sign the contract now. "

"But don't worry, it's only [-]:[-], you made these breakfasts, Xuan Yang?"

Looking at the table full of breakfast, Nan Siyuan was slightly startled, but she had already seen Gu Xuanyang's cooking skills before, so she wasn't too surprised.

"Well, I did it."

Gu Xuanyang said in a polite tone, even though he was a little impatient and wanted her father to go to work quickly, so as not to delay their intimacy here, but he never dared to be perfunctory on the surface.

Who is Nan Siyuan, a veteran in the shopping mall, with a hot eye for people.

He has been tortured by Nan Siyuan for so many years, and he has come all the way.

Nan Siyuan taught him a lot about intrigue and deceit in the mall, and he thanked him very much, treating him as a future father-in-law from the bottom of his heart.

"Xuan Yang's cooking skills are getting better and better."

After fastening his tie, Nan Siyuan smiled and sat down on the other side of Nancy.

Turning her head to look at Nancy, she couldn't help saying, "Xixi, don't always play with your phone when you have time, learn to cook with Xuan Yang, what kind of Chinese food, Western food, cooking, you can learn, girls, in the future always Still have to cook."

Hearing this, Nan Xi quietly glanced at Gu Xuanyang across Nan Siyuan, into his dark eyes with a smile, and stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, "I see."

This was the first time Nan Siyuan talked to her like this. He never told her to learn to cook before.

Nan Siyuan thinks long-term.

Gu Xuanyang is excellent, he doesn't deny it, so he doesn't want his daughter to look delicate in front of Gu Xuanyang.

Daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, sooner or later, can not be fully met, but at least the simple ones can still be done.

Just like Xia Qingqiao used to, she was a popular female star who didn't stick to the sun, but she was willing to learn to cook for him. Although the first meal she cooked for him was tomato and egg noodles, he was still very moved.

Besides, the two have already kissed each other, and the video has been posted in the school, so the relationship between the couple should be settled.

The next step is to see whether they get married directly after their daughter graduates from university, or let their daughter contact the company first, and then choose to get married.

It's all a matter of time.

In Nan Siyuan's heart, Gu Xuanyang has long been regarded as his future son-in-law.

But as long as they haven't married for a day, he is still within the scope of his assessment.

Thinking of Nancy's university, Nan Siyuan took a bite of the prepared sandwich and asked casually, "Xixi, didn't you say last time that you want to choose between BJ acting major and Tsinghua finance major? Think about it Which one doesn't?"

PS: I'm here to update, I want to apologize to my darlings, last night was really a rough night, I thought I would come to code after I cut my hair and packed my luggage, but it took me two hours to do my hair, Then I packed my luggage and lost my ID card, which made me very anxious. I had to drive back to my hometown at 03:30, and I could only sleep for an hour.

(End of this chapter)