266: C266 First Love Makes People Sick?

C266 First Love Makes People Sick?

The white haired tiger stared at the exquisite small box, and without saying a word, it wanted to bite it.

Luckily, Mu Shinian was quick to take it away. She knocked on the white haired tiger's head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "What are you doing? You can't bite this."

The white haired tiger stared at her with wide eyes.

Mu Shinian took out a ham sausage from her bag. The white haired tiger's fur trembled a little and then it ate it up.

Mu Shinian took a soft rope and tied the violin and the small box onto the white haired tiger's body.

White haired tiger obediently sat on the ground and did not move.

After tying it up, it looked at Mu Shinian.

"Let's go back."

Mu Shinian pointed at the iron door.

White haired tiger looked at her reluctantly.

Mu Shinian rubbed its big head, "Alright, I will come back. I will bring you delicious food next time."

Only then did the white haired tiger intimately rub against her. Then, it took four steps and turned back three times as it walked in.

Mu Shinian waited for it to go in before carrying her schoolbag and leaving.

...

Bo Qian knew Mu Shinian would come today.

Therefore, when he returned, he stayed in his room and did not come out.

He had a lot of clothes. Every four seasons, there would be a specialized designer coming over every season to customize dozens of sets of clothes.

At this moment, he was looking at the clothes that filled the room. It was rare for him to worry about them.

He had never paid attention to dressing up. As long as he put them on, it would be comfortable. Because his figure was good, it would not be hard to see him anywhere when he put them on.

But today, it was rare that he did not have an idea.

In half an hour, he had already changed into six sets of clothes... From his shirt to coat, to his tie and watch, to his sleeves...

In the end, he was not interested in any of them.

The housekeeper was holding a mirror that had never been used before and was rarely used today. His hands were almost sore: "Young master, you have a good figure. You look good in everything you wear, really"

"Really, this one is especially good. It's a white shirt and a black suit. One look and you can tell that it's an elite model. Now, most young girls like this divination. "

Bo Qian looked at the person who rarely wore formal clothes.

In the mirror, the man was tall and graceful, and his tie, which had no wrinkles, looked neat and tidy.

Bo Qian frowned and stared at himself in the mirror.

Then, under the confused gaze of the butler, he took off his coat and stood aside without saying anything.

The butler's heart began to tremble.

He took a deep breath and almost patiently asked, "Young Master, why is it this time?"

It was not good to be too mature because Mu Shinian was still young. If she was too mature, it would not match her style.1

Too young was not enough, because Bo Qian was not young anymore. If he was too young, what if Mu Shinian wanted to eat tender grass?

It was impossible to be too unconventional. Even though Mu Shinian walked a path that wasn't the mainstream, it was normal for her to dress up.

If it was too formal, then what was the reason?

Bo Qian frowned. He pulled the tie and casually threw it to the side. "She is not an ordinary girl."

After explaining, he picked another set of clothes and walked to the changing room.

If Mu Shinian was like an ordinary girl, she would not be worthy of his liking.

The butler silently looked at the clothes that were thrown all over the floor. After a long while, he was relieved and tears of excitement flowed down. "Young Master, it's easier than that. You finally understand to understand girls."

Bo Qian opened the door and walked out.

On his upper body was a milk-yellow casual shirt.

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