Nan Jiaojiao pretended to think, "Do you want shredded potatoes?"
Bo Yanching casually pulled a bag, picked a few potatoes, and asked her, "What else do you need?"
"What do we stir-fry it with? Bell peppers okay? Are they spicy?"
Bo Yanching pulled another bag, picked some small bell peppers, weighed them, and put them in the shopping cart. Nan Jiaojiao, quick-eyed, lifted a bag of large bell peppers, "Didn't you already buy them? Why buy the same thing again?"
Bo Yanching didn't even blink, "The big ones aren't nice-looking."
They're not spicy; she wants something spicy, so she needs thin, pointed bell peppers.
Nan Jiaojiao didn't understand these things, and Bo Yanching played along with her, making her genuinely believe it.
"Big Brother Mo, which type of steak do you like? I'm quite good with them, they go really well with pasta."
A sweet voice came from the side.
Nan Jiaojiao glanced over and, just her luck, exchanged glances with Mo Tingshen.
