"Okay."
Be well-behaved when you should be.
Xiao Jiu Ye can always carry out this principle to the end.
Qin Mo lowered his eyes, after deciding what he had done, he would no longer be awkward, like an adult who understood things, not only helped Bo Jiu unzip it, but also untied the hat from her pajamas by the way.
But because it was so close, I could always smell the candy and milk smell on this little tiger.
A child is a child.
When Qin Mo thought like this, he completely ignored one point, that is, he himself was a child.
After unzipping it like this.
Bo Jiu was able to go to the bathroom and take off the little tiger pajamas by himself.
She takes her bath very seriously.
By the way, I also thought about it carefully, whether after today, she has redeemed a little bit of her image in the little princess's mind.
To sum up, it should be considered a success.
Xiao Bo Jiu thought about it as he got some shampoo and hit it on his head, and the white foam he made accidentally flowed to his eyes.
I rubbed it vigorously with my little hands, and began to wash it again, which is completely the washing method of the master.
This washing method was not seen by Little Master Qin, if he saw it, he would definitely correct her.
After taking a bath, Bo Jiu looked even whiter, but she didn't let go of the keyboard in her hand, her hair was wet, her skin was very shaken, and a lock of silver was dyed there, like a cat that had just been fished out of the water, and she hadn't had time to clean the cat hair on her body.
There are always kittens who want to dress themselves up as little tigers, and this one is a good example.
Qin Mo glanced over here, and finally his gaze fell on the dripping hair again.
This time the man didn't drill the blanket directly.
Qin Mo knew very well what the reason was.
Yesterday it was because he spoke, and she was afraid of disturbing him, so she slept like that.
Thinking of this, all of Qin Mo's impatience today was all news.
Obviously, the little tiger didn't wipe his hair, and pressed a towel and rubbed it on his head.
From time to time, he coughed and hummed a tune.
Qin Mo finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"Come here."
When Bo Jiu heard these two words, he was puzzled for a moment, and then walked over with a confused face.
Qin Mo didn't speak, he took the white towel, and his temperament was cold.
It's very deterrent.
Little kids are like that.
Maybe they don't necessarily listen to what adults say.
But when you meet your peers, who are colder than you and can't see through, you will subconsciously obey.
You must know that Young Master Qin, the aura from childhood to adulthood has never been a joke.
In the compound of the military region, no matter how much those bear children like to make trouble, they will subconsciously restrain themselves in front of him.
Therefore, those grandfathers in the compound are all called Qin Mo Child King.
Of course, this can't be purely based on temperament.
There's a certain fist power in it.
Qin Mo is not the kind of person who doesn't do anything.
Boys, that's normal.
It's just that he and Bo Jiu have different styles since childhood.
Bo Jiu is to hit the people.
After he hit him once, the kind of coldness that emanated from the inside to the outside made people dare not prick again.
This sentence is from the heart of a bear child in a military compound.
It's just that Qin Mo himself didn't expect that one day, he, the child king, would have to take care of a child.
And it was only after he had taken the towel that he thought a little more.
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