The blonde butler always thinks so.
Their young master is still a little lost.
Is it because there is too much cultural gap between China and the West?
He couldn't find a better adjective Or is it because there is no Miss Nine by the young master's side today, so I always feel that that tall little back is a little different from other times.
It's right to think about it.
Usually at this time.
What is the young master doing is either helping Miss Nine roll up the corners of her clothes, or bringing a scarf to Miss Nine, or buttoning her hat and deliberately not letting Miss Nine see the road, just to make her less skinny, and obediently let the young master take her hand and walk.
But today, none of these young masters have done it.
When I walked forward, I always felt a little, how to say that sentence in Chinese, forgot, anyway, it was a lonely shadow.
It was also at this time.
A headlight sparked suddenly.
At this time, Qin Mo realized that it was already dark. turned his head to look, but the car was parked at Bo's house.
But that car obviously didn't belong to Bo's.
At the moment when Qin Mo's eyebrows twisted slightly.
The car door was suddenly pushed open, and a small tiger jumped out of it, shouting "Indifference, Indifference." ” They pounced in his direction.
Because he was so happy, Bo Xiaohu even forgot about controlling his strength, and accidentally threw Qin Mo to the ground.
"Momo, why are you here" The big tiger's eyes were round and black, and the joy could not be concealed.
Qin Mo didn't go to correct her strength, the first time he didn't say Bo Xiaojiu, you don't rush over at every turn, but turned his head and put his hand on her waist, probably just to enjoy such a long-term reunion, so he wanted the two of them to get closer.
But he didn't want people to see his emotions, so he simply buried his head directly on the shoulder of a certain little tiger, but his voice was faint: "It's just back." ” It was the first time for Bo Xiaohu to see her little princess Qin so active, and she was still a little shy. happily took out the amulet she had begged from the master, and without thinking about it, pulled a red thread and put it around his neck.
"Desert, a gift for you."
Qin Mo let out a "hmm", and that voice didn't sound like much.
But the young blonde butler could see the subtle difference at a glance.
The smile on the young master's face was too obvious.
Are you so happy And don't think that the young master is nothing.
Except for Miss Nine giving him something, he will take it.
When others give it to him, he will politely decline.
And as long as the person who gave the gift was Miss Nine.
It doesn't matter what little rocks it is, or wild mushrooms, or that huge piggy bank.
This kind of inconspicuous thing has been placed in the most conspicuous place in the room by the young master, and it is impossible for others to touch it.
However, the young master likes to be asked questions like this the most, such as: "Where did you buy this tiger piggy bank that is so big, it's rare." ” The young master would always reply lightly: "A certain little tiger gave it to me." ” In fact, the corners of the mouth are faintly upturned.
At that time, the young butler inexplicably figured out why the young master put these things in the most conspicuous place.
It's clearly showing off.
Now it seems that the young master has one more thing to show off.
The two little people hugged on the ground for a bit of a long time.
Bo Xiaohu was still there instructing: "Indifference, the talisman can't leave the body, otherwise it won't work, Inmo, you must listen to me at this point, well, obedient" In the end, Bo Xiaohu also reached out and touched Qin Mo's head.
The housekeeper grandfather is not there.
In addition to the driver and bodyguard, there was another person in the car, who was William.
He always felt that Nine had a characteristic.
It's that after seeing that little demon in the East, he can always automatically block everyone around him.
Little William followed, and after shouting Bo Jiu, he said; "Nine, tomorrow we will make an appointment somewhere else, and if Uncle Bo doesn't come back today, you can come to my house to sleep, the housekeeper grandfather said, don't be home alone."
After Bo Xiaohu heard this, he didn't feel anything.
This is what William Jr. has said the most in the past two days.
Which time did the thin little tiger listen.
But the moment Qin Mo saw Little William, the color of his eyes darkened.
A certain tiger cub got out of William's car.
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Also, sleep sleep This was the first time Qin Mo felt the feeling of being pressed by a big stone in his chest.
Angry, disappointed, angry Probably all of them.
That's why Qin Mo didn't hold back, and before Xiao William could say anything, he dragged Bo Xiaohu up from his body, ignored no one, and directly took the person's wrist and walked into An's house.
The force is a little uncontrollable.
But Qin Mo didn't understand.
It was she who was obviously dragged up by brute force.
Why is it he who feels that his fingers hurt.
The place where the wall was scratched just now also seemed to be on fire, and it burned hotly.
It was like something was burning between his chest.
He thought she would listen to him and wouldn't go out with anyone again.
He admits that this possessiveness of his is not normal at all.
As an ordinary little child, how could it not be possible not to play with other people.
But Qin Mo just couldn't control some thoughts, such as what he had been thinking all the time, this was the little tiger he raised.
The little tiger should only look at him, only play with him, and not be nice to other people.
He only raised such a small tiger, and he had no interest in other people.
If he can do it, some little tiger should do it too.
But instead of being obedient, she was so close to that little William.
When Qin Mo lowered his eyes, he was calming his emotions, but he couldn't calm down.
"Bo Xiaojiu, how many times have I said it, you are a girl, can't a girl even be reserved?"
Bo Xiaohu made a serious little face: "I'm very reserved." ” "When you see someone, you pounce, are you reserved" Qin Mo knew that this was anger, but he couldn't control it.
Bo Xiaohu's round eyes were a little gray: "Momo, you don't like me like this, I won't pounce on you in the future." ” "You've said this more than once, and you've said you'll listen to me obediently."
When Qin Mo said this, his fingers hung down, and his voice was a little cold: "Forget it, why should I tell you this, Bo Xiaojiu, I said, if you play with other people again, don't play with me." ” After speaking, Qin Mo turned around and walked in the direction of the stairs.
Bo Xiaohu subconsciously wanted to hug people.
"Don't do it all the time."
Qin Mo tilted his head, and his little side face was handsome and cold: "If you want to play with others, you can play with others, and I don't want to care about you anymore." ” When Bo Xiaohu heard that, he was still a little hurt: "I didn't say that you should take care of me, you control me too strictly, I am just skin, and I am not doing bad things." ” When Qin Mo heard this, he didn't speak anymore and went upstairs directly.
The young blonde butler was a little dumbfounded.
After all, he had never seen these two villains quarrel.
To know how good Miss Nine and the young master are, it will always make people think that they are a pair of biological brothers and sisters.
After all, when the young master treats Miss Nine, he has always taken habitual cultivation as the standard, so that he has never been angry with Miss Nine for anything.
At most, he unscrewed his eyebrows, and then lowered his eyes to clean up for Miss Nine.
In addition to liking to give gifts to the young master, Miss Nine always has the feeling of taking care of the young master.
This is really the first time that two people have quarreled.
The young blonde butler wanted to say something.
Bo Xiaohu couldn't listen to it for a long time, and stood there, not stubborn, his little head was down, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Then he lifted the keypad and walked out the door.
The whole thing was wilted.
She also wondered if she was too enthusiastic sometimes.
But she thought Mo Mo liked it.
Otherwise, Indifference wouldn't let her mess around.
She knew she was skinny.
However, it has been managed for so long.
Whatever he says, he doesn't care about himself.
Can you have some credibility as a person?
Bo Xiaohu angrily threw the keyboard in his hand, planning not to do it.
But as soon as I fell, I remembered the picture of the person disassembling the keypad for it and then reassembling it, so I ran back and picked up the keypad on the ground again.
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Mr.
Bo, who saw this scene, propped up the locomotive, lifted his helmet up, whistled very windily, and was lazy: "Who made our ninth master angry." ” "I don't want to play with the little princess again, he doesn't like me at all."
The thin little tiger hugged the small keyboard, and his mouth was pursed into a line.
Before Mr.
Bo could speak.
Bo Xiaohu opened his mouth again: "Dad, can I kidnap Princess Qin, anyway, he won't like me, after kidnapping, maybe he can fall in love for a long time." ” Mr.
Bo tilted his helmet and knocked it on Bo Xiaohu's head: "If you want your father to be wanted by the whole world, kidnap your little princess." ” "So what to do, hey, it's really irritating."
Bo Xiaohu tilted his head and lowered his voice again: "I haven't seen Mo Mo for a long time, but Mo Mo said that I am not reserved, and I shouldn't always pounce on people." ” Mr.
Bo, who is used to being his daughter's emotional counselor, somewhat agreed, his voice was still careless, and the leather jacket and jeans were very cool: "You really shouldn't be so active, just the Xiaoice block of the Qin family, you should hang him." ” "Don't speak ill of indifference."
Bo Xiaohu is still very protective of his calves: "If you want to say it, I will say it." ” Mr.
Bo: Is this daughter still kissed?
"Okay, Ninth Master, I'll talk about it tomorrow."
Mr.
Bo stretched out his hand, scooped up the little tiger, and put it around his neck: "Go home and sleep." ” After the little tiger snorted, as if remembering something, one hand grabbed her father's hair, and the other hand took out the other amulet from the small pocket of his coat; "Dad."
Mr.
Bo: "I refuse to listen to you praise your little princess again. ” Thin Little Tiger: aa2705221: