In short, this day was a nightmare for him.
And the root of the demon is this little tiger.
Since it was seen out.
Qin Mo didn't care anymore, he pulled a scarf and came over, and he was about to go out.
Because it's so embarrassing.
Xiao Bo Jiu drooped his ears and explained very seriously: "Momo, I have never recognized anyone before, it must be because you are so good-looking, and your name sounds very cute." ” After Qin Mo had something on his body, he was not as passive as he was in the bathtub.
Directly pulled the man's hand over.
With her eyes lowered, her side face was cold and stroked in her little palm, and the force was a little heavy.
It's just that in the end, it was in vain for Little Master Qin's good calligraphy.
Because after the man finished writing, a pair of round tiger eyes were dazed: "Momo, what you just wrote is a Chinese character, it's much better than drawing." ” Qin Mo finally knew that this little tiger was not only a fool but also a little illiterate.
Pulling people, he walked to the desk, took out a book at random, and picked up two words.
"Qin, Mo."
He pointed his finger at it, and his black hair was still dripping with water: "You remember for me, this is my name, desert is the desert of loneliness." ” "It's amazing" Bo Jiu's praise is sincere, the little princess is the little princess, the handwriting is so beautiful, it turns out to be this desert.
Stretched out her hand and touched it, the gesture was a bit much, but fortunately, she remembered it well, and she could almost remember it after reading it once.
Qin Mo watched the little tiger reach out and touch his name, and for some reason, he fingered inexplicably, and then closed the book.
"Now you should know what it means to be different between men and women, so."
Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pointed to the small sofa behind her: "Go sleep there, don't run out again." ” Bo Jiu knew that he was a guest and had to abide by the wishes of his host.
Hearing Qin Mo say this, he ran back and threw himself on the sofa, covering himself with a small blanket and only revealing a pair of eyes.
It was not the end.
It's desert.
It's really a man.
Such a good-looking boy.
She'd never seen it before.
But after what happened just now.
Mo Mo must have disliked her a little.
Come to think of it.
Bo Jiu involuntarily rubbed his little nose, and even a pair of small ears were a little droopy and wilted.
Finally, the little tiger stopped making trouble, Qin Mo originally wanted to turn off the lights and sleep, usually at this point, he should have been lying on the bed a long time ago and reading his little prince.
But when he saw the little hairy head with moisture.
Qin Mo stopped suddenly, thinking about what he was thinking.
Later, I told myself, forget it, I can't go on like this.
He doesn't have that much energy to care about others.
Click.
The lights dimmed.
Bo Jiu realized that he had done something wrong, and he didn't make a sound, so he lay on the small sofa, and then fell asleep in a daze and didn't know why.
On the other hand, the young master Qin, I don't know if it's because there are more people in the room, or because he is thinking about something else, or because he was not only kissed and hugged today, but also looked down on.
The ups and downs are endless.
So much so that when he closed his eyes, the figure of the culprit of sin came to his mind.
I can't sleep a little.
Qin Mo could only turn his head.
Just in that position, what you can see is a small ball on the sofa, a little tiger that hasn't grown up, it looks so cute, but it can eat people when it's raw.
Qin Mo looked at it, probably too tired.
His eyelids sank.
I thought that he would dream again that he was alone in the Qin family's house, and there was no one except the nanny and the adjutant.
After all, everyone in the family is so busy.
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It's also normal for him to play alone on his own.
Not to mention that now it's abroad.
Unexpectedly, this night, Qin Mo did not dream, perhaps his physical strength and energy were used to prevent a certain little tiger, so this night, he slept very soundly.
Snowy nights.
Cool month.
From time to time, owls can be heard outside.
This bird is already rare in the country.
But abroad, it still exists.
It's like coming to a magical world.
Even the forest outside the window is clearly visible.
It's always just right to come early in the morning.
When the sun is shining.
It can light up a lot.
The white European-style villas have a completely different atmosphere from China.
This is probably the charm of humanity and architecture.
The streets here are exceptionally clean.
The snow is also covered in a thick layer.
It had been snowing all night, and before I had time to clean it, it would creak when I stepped on it.
But the snow plough is already here.
The driver also wore a furry hat, which was very suitable for the occasion.
Qin Mo woke up when he heard the sound of the snowplow's own music, he stretched out his hand to block the light that came in, and then turned his head away, and there was no one on the small sofa on the left hand side.
Against all odds.
The little tiger would have gotten up earlier than him.
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.
He didn't want to remember what happened last night.
Pacing into the bathroom in his little homely pajamas.
When he was brushing his teeth, his brows wrinkled involuntarily when he saw the bathtub.
Sometimes it's too good in memory, and it's not something to be happy about.
He was thinking about whether to tell his grandfather that he wanted to change rooms.
As soon as you step into this bathroom, that scene will always come to mind.
But later, Qin Mo thought about it again, there was no need.
The little tiger next door, even if he doesn't want to see it, he will always see it.
When you see that face, even if you change the room, you will remember it.
But one thing, as he said, was yesterday night.
Starting today, everything is back to normal.
Thinking of this, Qin Mo wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel, even though he was young, he had already seen a tutor in his gestures.
After washing, he even changed his clothes before heading downstairs.
Before going downstairs, Qin Mo was already ready to see the little tiger at the dining table.
After all, what she came to do yesterday, he hasn't forgotten.
Since it's rubbing rice.
That rubbing one meal is also rubbing, and rubbing two meals is also rubbing.
She shouldn't miss breakfast.
It's just that what Qin Mo didn't expect was that this time he made a mistake in judgment.
There was no shadow of the little tiger at the table.
Not even the side with refreshments.
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Only the young butler greeted him with a plate after seeing him come down: "Young master, you woke up for breakfast and I prepared bread slices and steamed buns, which one do you want to eat?"
Qin Mo glanced over there again, and after confirming that there was no little tiger, he casually said an option: "Sliced bread." ”” aa2705221: