When two people are together, time will always pass very quickly.
Bo Xiaohu fell asleep leaning on Qin Mo's head.
When I woke up, it was already late at night, and then I remembered that people who were sick had to eat more.
There was no one at home, so Bo Xiaohu volunteered to cook a bowl of noodles, and I don't know if it was because the color was too heavy or because of the seasoning packet.
After Qin Mo finished eating, not only did he not get better, but he also got enteritis.
Later, the doctor said the reason, and it is not surprising that the digestive system is weak when you have a cold, and the seasoning package of instant noodles is too greasy.
However, Bo Xiaohu felt very guilty, and climbed the wall at night to come in and ask Qin Mo to forgive her.
Qin Mo didn't have any strength at that time, so he simply said, "Come up." ” After the little tiger climbed up, he stretched out his hand to hug the person, which was soft, making the corners of his mouth subconsciously rise a little: "Bo Xiaojiu, are you stupid?"
"It's not."
Bo Xiaohu said seriously: "But indifference, this seems to be the first time you took the initiative to hug me, should I celebrate, then you let me sell you?"
Qin Mo rolled his eyes: "I'm very expensive." ” "I'll try to make money."
The thin little tiger clenched his little fist.
Qin Mo clenched someone's fist: "When you are eighteen years old, I will tell you again, whether to sell it to you or not." ” "Eighteen-year-old" Bo Xiaohu folded his hands and counted them, and there was still a long time: "Can't you agree now?"
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "No." ” "Well, eighteen, I'll definitely be taller then, and then I'll be like a mother, wearing a suit to you."
The more Bo Jiu spoke, the more comfortable he felt that there was no place here.
Qin Mo's eyebrows twisted slightly: "Shouldn't a suit be worn with a skirt?"
"No, the domineering presidents in the movie are wearing suits."
Bo Xiaohu yawned as he spoke, and his little head rested on Qin Mo's shoulder, like a real little tiger, and his tail wagged twice: "Momo, I'm sleepy." ” This is asking Qin Mo to coax her.
Some habits are probably really formed.
Before he knew Qin Mo again, Bo Jiu would never let anyone go to sleep.
But now that it wilts, he will put his little head on Qin Mo's shoulder.
And Qin Mo would always pat her back all the time, and his voice was cold and nice, nothing more than letting her sleep.
There are not many days left until the Spring Festival.
No matter what, Old Man An has to go back to the country, and so does Qin Mo.
After Bo Xiaohu heard the news, he went to Qin Mo's red panda suitcase: "Momo, I'll treat it as checked luggage, you can take me with you." ” It's not that I didn't want to take a certain little tiger with me.
Qin Mo asked, but Mr.
Bo, who was always lazy, did not agree, and only gave him two words with a light smile: "No." ” It was also on that day that Qin Mo smelled the smell of blood on this adult, even if he was wearing a windbreaker, the smell was faint, but just before Aunt Bo came back, he went into the bathroom.
Qin Mo is a child who can pretend to be a child in his heart, and his high IQ is probably like this.
He left a medicine box at Bo's house and didn't say anything.
It's just that he can't take the little tiger he raised, and Qin Mo's heart is not a taste, especially when he is about to get into the car, looking at someone's round tiger eyes.
Qin Mo couldn't help pinching her face: "I'll come back soon, at most stay at home until Chinese New Year's Eve, when I'm not there, you listen to Uncle Bo well, don't always climb the wall, you can't eat more sugar I give you, when you're hungry, use the key I gave you to enter the house, the small snack cabinet is stuffed for you, there are ready-made canned beef, eat a little less instant noodles, you have the number at home, call me if you have something, don't peel." ” Bo Xiaohu nodded with the small keyboard and counted the time in his heart.
Three days, not too long, is bearable.
Even so.
Wait until the car is about to drive.
Bo Xiaohu's hand still didn't let go of Qin Mo's sleeve.
However, it was not the actions of the thin tiger that made Old Man An stunned.
It's that his grandson obviously doesn't want to go.
These are two completely different attitudes from when he first arrived at this place.
The most surprising thing is.
When the car is actually driving.
His grandson began to be distracted.
From getting on the plane to taking off to landing.
The grandson's face never showed any smile again.
It wasn't until he picked up his phone and made a transatlantic call that it was a little warm.
At that time, there was no WeChat.
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It wasn't as convenient as it is now.
I want to video unless I'm using a computer.
But the Chinese New Year is approaching.
Even children can be busy.
Plus the two people have a jet lag.
As soon as Qin Mo returned to the military compound, he was surrounded by children, and he couldn't spare time to make a phone call.
It wasn't until he picked up the phone after he had left his relatives that he realized that the time was wrong.
The most important thing is that I originally booked to go back after Chinese New Year's Eve.
Because Ann suddenly has a big deal to deal with.
So the deadline to go back was lengthened.
Fortunately, Qin Mo's time was empty, and he was able to make a call with the time of a certain little tiger.
But no one answered.
Bo Jiu was not at home.
Instead, he followed Mr.
Bo to the university.
This time it's not about selling cute.
Although it looks a lot like it.
Bo Jiu was still wearing her pajamas with a little old axe.
But Mr.
Bo did not have this purpose, otherwise he would not have brought his daughter to school at such a time.
Something happened in the hacking world.
This is not the first time.
It has never been peaceful, it is the life he has chosen.
It's just that in terms of privacy, there has never been such a big omission as this one.
Sooner or later, some people will know about him.
Mr.
Bo wasn't worried about these things before.
But now it's different.
The one lying under his desk, plus the woman in the building opposite, It's all his life.
Although he had already given the call and was waiting for the steward to come.
However, this also means that Nine will never have a choice again.
Mr.
Bo raised his eyes, glanced at the English on the board, supported his chin with one hand, and asked casually, "Nine, do you like what we are doing now?"
"I like it."
Bo Xiaohu leaned his back against the corner of the table and did not speak, but typed three words with the small keyboard.
Mr.
Bo turned his head, his eyes slightly dark: "That's good." ” The most important thing now is to hide the nine well.
As for his words, draw the attention of those people first.
You can't really let them find out something.
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