Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe, who were pretending to be deep in thought, actually had nothing but "idle thoughts" in their minds—not a single useful piece of knowledge.
"Master, let's play rock-paper-scissors."
"Simple."
Daodao couldn't bear it any longer, she decided to give her master a bit of support, otherwise she feared he might go on thinking till the morning.
After Nian Shutong finished communicating with Daodao, she smiled radiantly at Fu Yunhe.
The dazzled Fu Yunhe found its mind going blanker, fortunately, his response was still quick.
"Do you have an idea?"
"Yes, I have too many ideas, let's just pick a simple one."
Fu Yunhe, watching Nian Shutong say this, didn't quite believe her this time.
After all, the two had been together for quite a while, and he knew Nian Shutong a bit.
Whenever she particularly wanted to "act like a mysterious boss," it was often when she felt the most insecure.
