Not just Xiaohei and Xiaojin, even Mo Shangjun was surprised by Bai Chuan's straightforwardness.
However, she didn't toss out a third box.
She only had one box of biscuits left.
Hesitating for a moment, though uncertain, Mo Shangjun still asked, "Why?"
"Three strikes and you're out."
This time, Bai Chuan didn't answer compliantly.
Mo Shangjun raised an eyebrow.
As expected.
Getting two answers was already unexpected.
Considering the tense relationship between the two, Mo Shangjun didn't press further.
Picking up a biscuit, Mo Shangjun placed it in her mouth.
She didn't particularly enjoy biscuits, but among all the snacks at the store, biscuits were the most acceptable to her.
After finishing a biscuit, she grabbed the bottled water from her backpack and took a sip.
Her gaze unintentionally swept over Bai Chuan's right hand.