"Dad."
It's the first time someone screams.
Seeing the man nestled on the sofa with a comic book on his face ignored her.
Someone ran over, stood still, and opened the comic book: "Mr.
Bo, I need to tell you something. ” "What's the matter" The man yawned, lazy and lazy, not at all like he had become a father: "Did you break the glass of which house, or which child did you bully and cry, Bo Xiaojiu children's shoes, I have said many times, be serious, I remember that you should be standing in front of the window now." ” "Originally, I was thinking."
Bo Jiu looked serious: "Later, the soul was hooked away." ” The man sighed, his handsome face, matched with black hair, giving people an uninhibited feeling: "I believe in your evil." ” "Dad, I think we should have a good talk."
Bo Jiu had a pair of eyes, and the little tiger's tail was swept away.
The man casually propped up his chin: "Thank God, you finally have the consciousness to have a good talk with me, what do you want to talk about, talk about the children you have beaten since you moved here." ” "They are all older than me, three years older, not a child, I am a child."
Bo Jiu touched his cat's ears: "It's a little shy to say." ” The man lay back, his long slender legs on his shoulder: "Shy you baby, you don't have this word in you at all, just say it, what do you want to do." ” Bo Jiu thought for a while, first ran to the side with a snap, and then ran back with a snap, holding a piggy bank in his hand: "I want to buy something." ” "You also came to tell me about such a trivial matter as buying things" The man stood up and touched his daughter's piggy bank with his fingers: "Ninth Master, there seems to be a black card I gave you here."
When did his daughter make such a bold move Bo Jiuxiao's face was serious: "Things are expensive." ” Although it is not clear how much it is worth.
But it's quite expensive when you look at it.
Thinking of this, Bo Jiu looked next door again, it was a pity, after the little princess went in, she never came out.
When the man heard this, he hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, probably because he was too handsome, and he had a kind of evil, even if he was wearing a white shirt, he still gave people a beautiful impact: "You ask your mother about this, I don't decide the family's money, don't forget, my current identity is a soft rice eater." ” Little Bo Jiu sometimes admires her father, in front of her mother, he is like a little milk dog.
When her mom wasn't there.
And in the next second, it seems like a different person.
Her dad said it was a little secret between the two of them and couldn't tell her mom.
Moms make money to support the family, and they are responsible for selling cuteness.
Xiao Bo Jiu has no opinion.
Anyway, her dad is an adult, and he can still sell cute.
She's a five-year-old child, and it's nothing in a tiger pajamas.
"Then when will mom come back today" When Bo Jiu asked, he poked his face, a little itchy.
Her father has never been able to take children, and when he heard his daughter's question, he had a handsome face and was quite resentful: "At eleven o'clock in the evening, let's cook and eat by ourselves, come, Jiuye, guess the box, whoever loses will cook instant noodles."
"Don't guess."
Bo Jiu held his wallet: "I'm still addicted to beauty and can't extricate myself, and I'm not in the mood to cook noodles." ” The man was puzzled, what is this about beauty aa2705221: