Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Boyce pulled up a chair and sat down next to the small milk tank. He moved a pile of unprocessed documents in front of the small milk tank. "Take care of these first. Ask me if you don't understand anything."

Then, he picked up the documents that had been processed and checked them one by one.

Whatever was wrong or wrong, he would explain it to Little Milk Tank and then watch him correct it.

Although Little Milk Tank hates this bad temper, she is still very serious about her studies.

There was silence in the study, except for the sound of flipping through papers, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious and warm.

Boyce and Little Milk Tank seemed to have a tacit understanding. No one said anything, but they worked very smoothly.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a knock in the study, breaking the silence.

The little milk jug stopped what she was doing and was about to speak when she heard Boyce speak first.

"We're busy, we don't need snacks and tea, and don't bother us anymore!"

Soon, Wen Churan's voice sounded outside the door, "Okay, okay, you guys go get busy. If you're hungry, go downstairs to eat."

Little Milk Tank looked at Boyce in surprise, "Do you know it's me, Mom?"

Boyce replied calmly, "She is the only one who likes to knock on the door and deliver snacks and tea while others are working."

After hearing this, Little Milk Tank was even more surprised, and couldn't help but look at Boyce from beginning to end again. "You... seem to know me very well, Mom?"

Boyce's movement while correcting the document froze, but he quickly returned to normal, and faintly uttered three words from his thin lips, "I don't understand."

"Then how do you know that Mommy likes to give snacks and tea to others when they are working?" Xiao Milk Can asked unwillingly.

Boyce put down the pen in his hand, turned to look at the small milk jug, and said word by word, "Because my mother is like this, and all mothers in the world are like this. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"..."

Oh, I see…

Little Milk Jar nodded, "Yeah, I understand."

"If you understand, don't be stunned and continue reading the documents. You must read all these documents this afternoon!"

"This afternoon?! So many?!" Little Milk Tank was frightened and pointed at the pile of documents on the desk that was about to pile up into a mountain. "This...how can I finish reading this!"

"As long as you focus, you can see it all." Seeing the little milk jug chirping and looking reluctant, Boyce reprimanded, "As the president, there are still many things waiting for you to deal with, and even the approval of such Do you think you can still manage a country if you have to spend so much time reading documents?”

Little Milk Pot pouted, "Make it look like you can finish the review."

"Well, even if you don't believe it, let's compare." Boyce divided the unprocessed files in half, putting one half in front of himself and the other half in front of the small milk jug. "The number of files in front of us is the same." Yes, how about we compete with each other to see who can finish it first?"

"Okay!" Little Milk Tank agreed readily, "I'm not afraid of you!"

When he was about to start flipping through the documents in front of him, Boyce suddenly held his hand down, "Wait a minute, I didn't say the bet yet."

Little Milk Tank was stunned, "Bet? What bet?"

The corner of Boyce's mouth curled up slightly, "If I win, from now on, no matter what I ask you to do, you must do it obediently!"

"What if I win?"

"You win, you can do whatever you want!"

"Okay!" Little Milk Tank slapped the document with her soft paws, "That's it! I'll count to three, two, one... Let's start!"