Seven o'clock.
Generally this point.
Qin Mo would take Bo Jiu out for a walk.
Of course, raising a tiger cub should be released after meals.
But today, Qin Mo didn't go out, but sat in the study with a book in his hand.
After turning a few pages, he raised his eyes again and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.
Eight If someone can come back at eight.
He didn't hold her accountable for not listening to him.
Qin Mo had never felt that time had been so long.
Seven, half-past seven.
Half past eight o'clock.
He overturned the previous setting and changed his mind to wait until the little tiger reached nine o'clock.
Nine The street lights outside the window are on.
The Christmas tree is as beautiful as ever.
But Qin Mo was no longer in the mood to appreciate it. took the book and went upstairs, the young housekeeper looked at the little side face like Bingfeng, and was frightened, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and read a few pages of fantasy cultivation novels.
It's starting to rain outside.
The lights of the Bo family are still dim.
Bo Jiu didn't know that because of this incident, her little princess was angry, and when she got home, she saw that the lights were not on, and she automatically started to go to Anjia.
She didn't climb over the wall anymore because there were too many obstacles outside.
Carrying the mushrooms she had dug up in the jungle, she walked through the main entrance.
Seeing Bo Jiu appear, the young housekeeper hurriedly asked people to go upstairs.
When Qin Mo heard the sound, he was lying on the bed, not sleeping, but that little face was obviously not a little colder than usual.
Bo Jiu turned his head to look at the young butler, and a pair of tiger eyes blinked.
The young butler motioned for her to come over.
At this point, in fact, there is no need to show it, Bo Jiu also went back to the past.
She also brought back the mushrooms she had picked.
"Momo, I brought you a gift."
No one responded.
Bo Jiu scratched his face, took another step forward, sat on the edge of the bed for a while, and then ran into the bathroom with a snap.
When he came out again, he had already changed into the little tiger's pajamas, then poured a glass of milk, and took the one thousand and one nights on the bookshelf on tiptoe and sent it to Qin Mo's hand.
A pair of tiger eyes are round and black, and they have always been direct: "Indifference, are you angry?"
Qin Mo didn't mean to pay attention to this person at all.
After all, a certain little tiger always doesn't listen to him.
Seeing this, Bo Jiu shook the tiger's tail, leaned over, and kissed Qin Mo's face.
This also makes him how to ignore people Qin Mo turned his head, and his voice was still faint: "Is the tropical rainforest good?"
How did Mo Mo know where she went Bo Xiaohu was puzzled for a moment, and then said: "Fun is fun, but indifference." ” After hearing this, Qin Mo finally felt a little less irritable in his heart, and he was careless: "Next time I go out, tell me in advance, I asked the kitchen to make you bean buns, and it was all wasted." ” When Bo Xiaohu heard this, he felt guilty and lowered his head.
Qin Mo continued: "It's not that I won't let you play, it's just that next time you don't want to go to such a far place, okay, let's sleep." ” I have to say that the city is deep is definitely cultivated since childhood.
Young Master Qin now knows how to raise someone, and he can retreat into advance.
Bo Xiaohu originally began to examine himself.
When he raised his eyes, he saw Qin Mo's somewhat lonely little back.
One reached out and hugged the other's waist, and swore earnestly: "I will take indifference wherever I go in the future." ” Qin Mo paused for a moment, and then said "um".
Seeing that his mood was not high, Bo Xiaohu felt even more guilty.
As everyone knows, Qin Mo, who was back to her, had already dissipated the coolness in his eyes, and he sat up from the bed with other things.
Bo Xiaohu thought he was still angry with himself and followed him behind.
After walking a few steps, he found that he had opened the drawer and pulled out a packet of potato chips that he had prepared for her.
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"Indifference, don't you eat these things?"
Qin Mo spoke at this time, and his voice was very light: "You're not here, I'm worried that you'll be hungry and haven't eaten dinner." ” At the time he said this.
The young butler happened to come in with a fruit bowl.
Every night, the young master has to feed Miss Nine two mouthfuls of fruit, because Miss Nine usually likes to eat meat too much.
In the words of the young master, he was afraid that the child's vitamins would not keep up, so he simply used fruits to supplement.
I just heard this, Young Master Xindao, you are against your heart when you say this.
Miss Nine followed William out with them, how could she be hungry.
You are clearly because Miss Nine went to play with someone else, but she didn't play with you, and she was in a bad mood and had no appetite.
However, as a qualified housekeeper, even if he is young, he knows this kind of thing in his heart and will not say it.
However, the thin little tiger was born with a strong sense of substitution.
Round eyes glanced out the window.
It's raining outside.
When she came back just now, there was thunder.
These are the things that little princesses don't like the most.
Usually settle down to eat on time, Bo Xiaohu knows about this matter.
The little princess didn't even eat dinner because of her.
She spent the day outside.
Bo Xiaohu was completely guilty, stretched out his two little paws, and hugged Qin Mo who was standing in front of the table from behind, his tail still wagging his tail: "Momo, I was wrong." ” Seeing this, Qin Mo felt that it was almost over, and directly said the words in his heart: "Bo Xiaojiu, if you want to go out and play with others, don't play with me anymore, you know?"
"Got it, I'll be obedient in the future."
The little tiger wagged his tail again, and said very seriously.
Qin Mo turned his eyes sideways, and his fingers curled her hair: "I'll forgive you this time." ” Bo Xiaohu nodded, in order to show that he was very well-behaved, and he didn't need Qin Mo to urge him, he took a bath in advance, and after the fragrance came out, he lay next to him, listening to Qin Mo read a bedtime story to her with a pair of tiger eyes.
I have to say.
Young Master Qin's method was very effective.
Because the next day, when William Jr. came over with a basketball again.
Bo Xiaohu rejected him very decisively: "Don't go." ” William Jr., who had a red face, was full of expectations for today's basketball court date, after all, he had already learned about that little demon in the East.
The other party does not like this sweaty exercise at all.
So it's impossible to go out with Nine.
Then he will be alone with Nine again.
Unexpectedly "Didn't we make an appointment," little William's red hair wilted.
Bo Jiu hugged the keypad in his hand and said decently: "Yesterday I left Momo alone at home, he didn't even eat, and he was afraid of the dark, so I had to accompany him." ” Afraid of the dark That little oriental demon How can it be No way.
He had to demolish him today "Nine, that guy Qin can't be afraid" Just when William Jr. was about to make a big move.
The person he wanted to debunk appeared.
Dressed in a small black suit, his hair was also styled, like a real little prince, his eyes glanced towards him, and there was a sense of oppression in his nobility.
Little William subconsciously rolled his throat a few times and swallowed the words back.
Wrong.
What was he afraid of Even if this little demon grows taller now, he is still not as strong as him.
He had no fear at all I don't know why.
As soon as Xiao William saw Qin Mo, he would remember that day at the hamburger restaurant, the appearance of this little demon behind him, which made people subconsciously want to escape after seeing it.
If you think about it, only Nine is so close to him.
Although Angelia and the others call this little demon prince, it can be seen that they are also a little scared when facing this little demon.
Of course, Qin Mo noticed the light in the eyes of the red-haired William.
My grandfather said to be polite with crooked nuts.
In this way, the etiquette of China for thousands of years will be highlighted.
Qin Mo really didn't have anything rude to others.
But there is a point.
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A certain red-haired tiger always wanted to kidnap his baby tiger while he was away.
This account needs to be settled.
Little William looked at the man and narrowed his eyes, and his voice opened lightly: "I can't do anything" "Afraid of the dark" William Xiao was hard-headed, he would die anyway, it was better to finish: "So old, still a boy, afraid of the dark, do you think it's possible?"
It's a pity that Little William still misestimated our Young Master Qin's brazenness.
"It's that people have fears."
When Qin Mo said this, he seemed to be a little lonely: "As a boy, I don't want to be afraid of the dark, so I will be laughed at, but there is no way." ” William: Wait a minute, how can you still do this?
The young butler, who had listened to the cause and effect the whole time, raised his head and looked at the ceiling.
He would never tell anyone, their young master dared to go to the basement alone at night, and every time he watched a ghost movie, he regarded it as pseudoscience, and he disdained cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods than adults.
So if you're afraid of the dark or something, it's definitely pretended.
It's so shameless.
It is estimated that there is only his young master.
After all, there is an effect.
Because he had already heard Miss Nine's words.
"Indifferent, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you in the future."
"William should want to hang out with you."
"He has a lot of children with him, not to mention that he is so strong, he has no fear at all."
William Jr. said it was very heartbroken.
That's it.
Since then.
Bo Xiaohu never hung out alone with anyone again.
There is a reason for Qin Mo.
Of course, there is also the reason why she changed her teeth and had a toothache.
Speaking of which, the little tiger has lost his appetite because of his toothache.
Qin Mo was really anxious, he had to coax her to eat dinner every day, and when he got up in the morning to brush his teeth, he asked Bo Xiaohu to stand next to him, and he brushed her.
So, in these ten days.
Mr.
An can always see the scene of his grandson raising a child in the morning.
The young blonde butler no longer mentions the difference between Chinese and foreign education.
He basically understood that the young master was raising Miss Nine as a porcelain doll.
It's not just the details of life.
There is also when the young master is usually reading.
Miss Nine would play with her little keyboard next to her.
How good are the two children?
It can be explained with a little bit.
In the past, the young master's room must have never found anything other than the bed, bookshelf, and wardrobe.
Ever since I met Miss Nine.
Snacks, a lazy sofa, and a small tool box as well as two laptops.
In the words of the young master, these are Miss Nine's toys.
It's just that the young butler didn't understand how such a thing as a toolbox could become a toy after thinking about it for a long time Of course, there are times when it quiets down.
Ten o'clock in the morning.
Both children will be in the study.
At this time, time will always pass very slowly.
Qin Mo was wearing a pure white sweater, pressing the rice paper on the wooden table with one hand, and holding a brush with the other hand through the hand of the thin little tiger, teaching someone to read and write stroke by stroke.
The sunlight shone in and smashed on the two children.
The young butler watched from the side, his eyes full of amazement.
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He has always known that the young master is good.
It's just such a gentle young master.
Probably only then will you see it.
The young master is not so much like a prince with English blood, but like a son of a family in ancient times.
Every move, like splashing ink, becomes a noble self.
If it were just him, maybe it wouldn't be so overwhelming.
But there was a thin tiger standing in front of him, the average big child, and the taller one was teaching the slightly lower one to write.
The thin little tiger's tail was still shaking, and the tip of his nose was stained with ink, as if it had been deliberately lit, and he almost drew three more whiskers, and he looked serious, as if he was accomplishing a big thing.
Probably it's funny to see her like this.
The young master will always inadvertently turn his eyes away, and the corners of his mouth are shallowly hooked.
That moment.
The young blonde butler remembered only a poem he had learned in the vast literature of the Orient.
That's right, the ancient fantasy cultivation and the counterattack of the waste wood on the ancient online novel are what he thinks is the broad oriental literature.
There's a line in that poem that says.
"Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums."
This is probably the purest form of emotion.
It's just compared to the average childhood sweetheart.。
There is still a difference between this pair.
Because it can be said that the knowledge that Bo Jiu is learning now and some of his living habits are all learned from Qin Mo's side.
The first word she wrote was taught by him.
The first ancient poem she memorized was also taught by him.
Even the bedtime story was the first he told her to it.
Coax her to sleep, eat, drink medicine, and do everything.
However, Bo Jiu is still skinny, after all, for her, the project of writing brush characters is just to appreciate the beauty of the little princess up close.
"Momo, your eyelashes are so long, longer than mine."
This is the performance of someone who can't bear to hold back after writing four words.
The hand had already reached over and touched the cold and handsome little face in front of him.
Qin Mo was stunned, knowing that he couldn't get rid of her problem of doing things to him, but he didn't force it, he wrapped someone's neck around it with a scarf, and took the little tiger out of the door.
When appropriate, let the wind out.
Today it was ahead of schedule.
After all, in the past half a month, someone has been very well-behaved.
However, soon, this release was interrupted.
"I said Ninth Master, have you forgotten that I am a father" is Mr.
Bo, he is dressed very much like a doctoral student today, with a white shirt inside, a tie, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a book in his hand, which is slightly off, and knocks on the top of Bo Xiaohu's head. aa2705221: