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Chapter 269

With that, the housekeeper looked at Bo Qian and winked at him for a long time. He didn't see Bo Qian nod his head down.

If you can, the housekeeper wants to press his head and force him to nod!

If you can't say it, won't you nod? Ah!

This, thin and shallow, really can't.

So he had to keep his face taut.

Anxiously waiting, I hope mu Shinian nods and agrees first.

The housekeeper was about to scream like a groundhog!

For the love of the two ancestors, he was desperate!

The housekeeper covered his wrist bitterly, and his acting skills came up: "my hand has been twisted these two days, and I can't cook. Otherwise, Miss mu, you rarely haven't come recently, and I will treat you well."

"Ah, now I can only ask the young master to help me treat Miss Mu to a good meal. I heard that you won the prize for your violin. It needs to be celebrated."

There is no expression fluctuation on Bo shallow's face, but he has written down several strokes for the housekeeper in his heart!

Wait, wait for him to increase his salary, this must be increased!

Mu Shimian listened to the housekeeper and refused again. It seems that he really can't justify it.

She was silent for a long time, silently nodded her head: "OK, I know."

The housekeeper was delighted.

The next second, I heard mu Shinian say, "but it's my treat."

After all, superficiality helped her a lot.

The housekeeper doesn't care. Anyway, as long as two people can go out, whoever treats doesn't care about him.

He can also complete his merits and withdraw from the whole body.

Mu Shinian finished and looked at thin shallow.

Thin shallow nodded calmly under her sight.

"Well, let's go?"

Mu Shinian asked.

Suddenly, she didn't know why. The whole space seemed to be different.

It seems that something has changed.

After the two men left, the housekeeper waved to the white haired tiger on the inner wall of the corner.

The white haired tiger walked over leisurely, and then lay down on the ground melancholy. The whole tiger head looked wan.

In this regard, the housekeeper expressed deep understanding.

"I see, young master, it's too much."

The white haired tiger seemed to resonate with him, whining twice, lying back, and waving its tail listlessly.

The housekeeper touched his head painfully: "you have borne the black pot at this age."

"But it doesn't matter. I'll give you chicken legs for dinner."

"Young master, it's too easy to chase people. We have to find a way. It's too bad."

The tiger head moaned again to express his dissatisfaction.

The housekeeper understood: "I understand, I understand, your grievance, I understand. I'll give you two chicken legs for dinner."

The white haired tiger feels that his tiger respect is threatened. It can't be compensated by two chicken legs. If you add two more, it can consider it.

……

On the way, mu Shinian drove a car, thin shallow sat on his side, holding the smooth stone in his hand.

When mu Shinian stopped, his sight couldn't help pausing: "that, do you like it?"

"Because you don't lack anything, so... Tell me what you like and I'll give it to you again?"

This stone is priceless in the eyes of those who understand and appreciate it.

But for people who can see antiques everywhere in their homes, it's probably just a broken stone.

Thin shallow and determined answer: "I like it."

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