Xu Musen held the fruit basket, feeling that he couldn't even fit it under the desk anymore.
He felt a bit helpless yet somewhat amused.
From the beginning, he thought An Nuannuan's way of thinking was different from most people, but he didn't expect her to be adorably silly like this.
"Did she say anything?"
Xu Musen asked He Qiang, whose face seemed even darker than the day before.
"You'd better ask her yourself," He Qiang replied with an eye roll, having been teased to the point of almost wanting to cry first thing in the morning.
Xu Musen smiled, picked a grape to taste, and sure enough, it was as fragrant and sweet as could be.
He shared some with He Qiang.
Initially, He Qiang stubbornly refused to eat them, but seduced by the smell, he soon popped them into his mouth.
"Holy moly, what variety of grape is this? It's so sweet!"
Suddenly, He Qiang felt that today's bad mood was somewhat justified.