292: C292 Tsundere on the Line

C292 Tsundere on the Line

Home?

What a familiar yet unfamiliar word.

Mu Shinian looked at the men standing casually in the crowd beside her. They were all the focus of attention. She really could not understand them.

"You... You want me to go back just like that?"

Bo Qian looked at her in puzzlement.

For a moment, Mu Shinian did not know what to say.

She frowned and thought hard for a while before asking stiffly, "Why do you want me to go back?"

Logically speaking, she was a substitute. Since it was revealed, then everything should be on the right track.

If she was a substitute, then she should go back to where the substitute should go.

Bo Qian's footsteps paused, and he had a look of a matter-of-fact. "You originally lived there."

... ""

Mu Shinian was at a loss for words again.

She subconsciously wanted to refute that her family was in the countryside, a very beautiful and simple country.

She liked it there.

That was where she came from.

But she didn't retort.

Because she didn't find Bo Qian's words detestable at all.

...

On this day, everyone's mood was the same as a roller coaster.

Bo Qian originally thought that it was over. Mu Shinian definitely had to listen to her grandmother's words again and refused to meet her again.

In the end, after a turn of events, she actually returned just like that.

Bo Qian turned his body over and stared at the wall. He was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

He had lost too much. Too much.

In the end, when faced with loss, he could just look at it expressionlessly.

However, this was the only thing he had to recover at all costs after losing it.

Suddenly, a crashing sound came from next door.

Bo Qian's expression changed. He quickly lifted the blanket and quickly walked over. He did not knock, but pushed open the door. He was stunned.

Inside the room, the white haired tiger probably thought that it was a baby. It had not seen Mu Shinian for a long time, so it was happy. With a sweep of its tail, it broke the lamp.

Then, it stuck to Mu Shinian's side and tried to rely on its cuteness to pass the test.

Mu Shinian had always been very good to this bastard, so when she touched its head, she had no intention of blaming it.

When the white haired tiger saw this, it became even more excited.0

The entire tiger brain rubbed against Mu Shinian's body.

The way it looked like it was begging a tiger to touch and begging for a tiger to love was really eye-piercing.

Bo Qian took two or three steps forward and directly kicked its butt. "Get out."

The white haired tiger was not afraid of Mu Shinian, but it was very afraid of Bo Qian.

After being kicked by him, it immediately became obedient.

Mu Shinian probably could not sleep. There was a pile of books on the table, and it looked like she was going to light the lamps and fight at night.

Bo Qian approved of her learning attitude, but he did not agree with her putting her life on the line.

"It's so late. Quickly go to sleep."

As he spoke, he glanced at the white haired tiger and planned to bring it out.

The white haired tiger hid on Mu Shinian's body. It was going to sleep here today.

In the end, under Bo Qian's cold gaze, it quietly crawled out and walked out.

Mu Shinian raised her eyebrows.

A tiger being suppressed to such an extent, Bo Qian really could do it.

Bo Qian bent down and picked up the lamp. He casually threw it into the trash can, "Quickly go to sleep."

"... En. "

Mu Shinian stared at the lamp. If her estimation was correct, it should be very expensive.

Looks like this brother white haired tiger has quite a few broken things...

Outside the door.

The moment Bo Qian came out, the white haired tiger immediately lowered its head.

Bo Qian looked down at it and walked over. He bent down and grabbed its tail. He laughed coldly and said, "Can you cut off your tail? This way, you won't always break things."

The white haired tiger's eyes widened in shock.

Bo Qian glanced at it expressionlessly. "It's okay if you don't slow down. I have conditions."

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