1693: C1693 Habit

C1693 Habit

He quietly opened the cabinet, took out two bags of potato chips, put them on the table, took two comic books from the bookshelf, put them on the desk, and then he sat on the coffee table with his notebook and documents.

... ""

Mu Shinian silently looked at him and could not help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Bo Qian raised his eyebrows, "You used to like it there."

"Sit there, eat, and read comics."

... "" Mu Shinian looked at his documents. There were quite a lot of them, and there were a lot of them. It looked like they were very... busy.

She was just a busybody and yet she was able to occupy his throne. Wasn't that a bit too insensible?

Mu Shinian felt a little guilty.

She looked at the pile of very inharmonious snacks, walked over, squatted down, and quietly opened the cabinet.

This time, she saw that it was really amazing!

The place where the documents were placed had already been occupied by all kinds of snacks.

There were drinks, potato chips, spicy sticks, candies and chocolates... Even Wangwang Bingbing...

Mu Shinian looked for a while and could not help but say, "Why don't you install a fridge here?"

"Sure."

Bo Qian looked up and pointed to a safe in the corner. He did not care about the important things inside and said casually, "That place is fine. I will get someone to remove the safe and change it into a fridge."

... ""

Can't you see that she is joking!?

Is she really serious?

Mu Shinian was speechless for a long time before she silently walked over. She took the snacks and manga away and sat on the other side of the coffee table. She tore down the yogurt and drank it by herself.

Forget it, forget it.

The first step to curry favor was not done properly.

What secrets did she have to steal?

Bo Qian raised his eyebrows. "You don't like it over there anymore?"

Mu Shinian exclaimed and said, "This place is better."

"Okay." Bo Qian chuckled. He glanced at her and saw that she was digging up the yogurt with spoon after spoon. He could not help but lower his lips.

Mu Shinian finished drinking the yogurt and took the snacks on the table away. She also took away two manga and went back to the house with an expressionless face.

Bo Qian only knew that she was throwing a tantrum, but he did not know why. He looked at the snacks and curiously muttered, "Could it be that the taste has changed?"

In the past, Mu Shinian liked to eat those snacks the most.

It was very common in the shop.

Furthermore, the taste had never changed. She only liked those few things and would not touch anything else.

Bo Qian rested his chin on his hand and pondered for a long time. Then, he picked up his phone and called his assistant.1

"Young master, what instructions do you have?"

Bo Qian thought for a while and said, "Go and buy some snacks on the market. The latest and the most delicious ones."

"Ah?" The assistant was puzzled. "This, the most delicious ones?"

"Yes, what's the problem?" Bo Qian asked back.

The assistant was even more confused. "This, young master, everyone has different tastes. If you want to say the best food, how can there be a standard? This..."

"I don't care." Bu Qian interrupted him. "If you don't find it, then don't do it."

After saying that, Bo Qian hung up the phone.

...

The next day.

Mu Shinian had eaten too many snacks last night. At this time, her anger immediately rose.

Her throat was in so much pain that it could not take it anymore.

Bo Qian saw her like this and thought about the few bags of snacks that she had carried away last night. He immediately frowned. "Have you eaten all of them?"

Mu Shinian sat on the sofa expressionlessly and nodded. A very hoarse voice came out of her throat, "Yes."

"You!"

Bo Qian was so angry that he could not stand it. "Don't you have common sense?!"

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