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"No!" Gu Ning shook his head, continued to take out the key from his bag, and opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Nangong Ming was stunned by the layout inside. He did not expect that Gu Ning, who looked so serious and old-fashioned, would decorate his home so warmly.

From the moment of entering the door, there is a one-and-a-half-meter-high hollow milky white flower shelf partition to block the layout. The flower shelf is full of green radishes, which looks lush and vibrant.

Xixi took a pair of slippers from the shoe rack at this time, and said to Nangong Ming in a childish voice, "Daddy, wear slippers!"

Nangong Ming lowered his head and rubbed his head towards Xixi with a warm smile and said, "Good boy!"

Seeing that Xixi liked Nangong Ming so much, Gu Ning couldn't help worrying, this is not the way to go!

Nangong Ming put on his shoes, turned around the partition, and walked in.

The line of sight is broadened, the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the revolving stairs, and the warm fabric on the soft sofa seem to be filled with the smell of sunshine everywhere.

Let him have a feeling of déjà vu.

This woman really has magical powers.

He didn't know why, but when he got here, his heart was very quiet and quiet, as if he had returned home, and he didn't want to leave.

Xixi grabbed Nangong Ming's leg and said coquettishly: "Father, I'm hungry, please cook for me. I heard from my mother that your cooking is delicious!"

Nangong Ming didn't know if he could cook, because since he lost his memory, he has never cooked again in spite of his identity. Seeing the look of expectation on such a cute little face, he couldn't bear to refuse .

He nodded towards Xixi and said, "Okay, Dad will cook for you!"

"Xixi, how can you let daddy cook when he just came here? Mommy will cook for you!" Gu Ning immediately refused when he heard that.Now Xixi is in a bad mood, so she can only let her call Nangong Ming's father.

But Nangong Ming is a guest after all, how can he be allowed to enter the kitchen, let alone a famous star, it should be that his fingers are not in the sun.

Xixi drooped her little head with a disappointed expression. She had always listened to what her mother said, and she always wanted to taste the rice cooked by her father!

"I'll come!"

Nangong Ming ignored Gu Ning, and walked directly towards what seemed to be the kitchen. Sure enough, it was really the kitchen near the door.

Before Gu Ning could react from Nangong Ming's familiar movements, he saw him continue to take off the apron from the hook on one side and tie it on the outside of his clothes.

Then he turned and walked to the refrigerator with four doors, picking out the ingredients, because he had never cooked, so he could only match the ingredients from memory.

They are all very common stir-fried ingredients, Gu Ning and Nan Gongming have no choice, but he can't just let Xixi play alone and go in to help out by himself.

It's almost noon now, and looking at Xixi's state, she can't go to work today. Fortunately, all the tasks for today have been sent down yesterday, so there is no problem if she doesn't go.

Gu Ning took the selected ingredients from Nangong Ming's hand, walked to the sink, and began to wash.

Nangong Ming looked at it and didn't refuse.

Just like this, the two of them were washing the dishes together, reality and memory overlapped, Gu Ning felt like a lifetime away.It's a pity that the person next to him is not him.

After the dishes were washed, Nangong Ming took a knife from the shelf. The delicate and shiny steel knife was turned over in his hands, and the vegetarian dishes became beautiful shapes one by one in his hands.