970: C970 He Won't be Poor

C970 He Won't be Poor

She had all her hair down, probably because of her sleeping posture, and some parts of her hair were pressed up a little bit, which made her a little more playful for no reason.

Bo Qian just looked at it like that. The smile on his lips became more and more playful.

Mu Shinian's intelligence was definitely not low.

Her EQ was definitely not high either.

Mu Shinian raised her head in discomfort as he looked at her along the way. She bumped into his deep gaze and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Or rather, what was there to look at?

Didn't you see her?

Bo Qian smiled and shook his head. "No. Whatever you want to eat, just take it."

Mu Shinian thought of the empty fridge and did not stand on ceremony with him. She reached out to the fridge and took two cans of yogurt. She looked at the price and was a little surprised.

So expensive?

Bo Qian took the two bottles of yogurt and put them in the cart. Then he explained it to her.

"The supermarket in this place is definitely not cheap."

Mu Shinian curled her lips. That was true. The supermarket under the high-end community must be also high-end.

When did she start from a bottle of three pieces of yogurt to a bottle of yogurt that was already exaggerated to the extent that a bottle of yogurt cost tens of dollars?

It seemed like she started from living in Bo's Manor.

Bo Qian picked a few bottles of yogurt from the rack and put them in. "Don't worry. With your little appetite, you won't be able to make me poor."

Mu Shinian thought to herself, I have a lot of money myself. I can't make myself poor even if I eat.

Mu Shinian had the snacks in her hands, but she knew nothing about buying vegetables.

In the past, when she was in town, she helped her grandmother buy vegetables. When she went back ten times, she was criticized by her grandmother eight times.

It was not that she bought the wrong food, but that she did not choose the right food.

That old man was different. She knew how petty the peddlers were. She could always quickly choose the right food and avoid those pits.

At this time, Mu Shinian saw Bo Qian buying vegetables and fruits at the side. She felt that it was a little unreal.

Weren't they all orange? Why did they divide it so carefully?

Is there any difference between this orange and that orange?

There doesn't seem to be any difference.

Isn't that apple also very pretty? Why can't I take it?

Weren't those green vegetable seedlings all the same?

Bo Qian raised his head and saw Mu Shinian's head full of question marks. She looked at him with more admiration.

Bo Qian did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Being worshipped for these things did not seem to be a particularly proud thing.

After all, Mu Shinian had personally seen him deal with a document that had been evaluated to be worth 100 billion, but she did not show such a shocked expression.1

Bo Qian stared at the dish in his hand and could not help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?"

Mu Shinian was observing how he bought the vegetables when she suddenly heard a laugh and looked at him strangely.

Bo Qian shook his head and his voice was somewhat helpless. "No, I just feel that sometimes life is really magical."

... ""

Mu Shinian looked at him speechlessly, "What does that mean?"

Bo Qian continued to shake his head. "Nothing. Do you want to eat seafood?"

Mu Shinian grunted and pointed at the crayfish swimming around. "Eat that."

Bo Qian had no objections. He picked up the net and started to scoop the crayfish.

His movements were very skillful.

Mu Shinian was shocked when she saw it.

She thought that Bo Qian would not do these things, but she did not expect him to do it so skillfully.

The corner of Mu Shinian's lips twitched slightly. She squatted down and helped to pick the seedlings.

Suddenly, a sweet fragrance drifted over.

She looked up and saw Bo Qian holding a potato and slipping to her mouth.

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