No. 1861

Xiao Bojiu ignored her father. She was really not in the mood to eat, especially when she heard the news that her mother would not come back.

In the end, the man stood up and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He glanced at the building outside the window and saw that the lights over there were on. He laughed again: "Master Jiu, dinner is ready."

"You even cook the noodles so badly that I don't want to eat them." Bo Jiu said he was not interested.

The man stretched out his long legs and blocked his daughter's way: "I'm not cooking. Bring the fruit plate on the table and we'll go next door to be guests and have a meal."

next door?

Bo Jiuyi's eyes lit up when he heard these two words.

He quickly put the fruits and other things into the packaging box.

Giving a fruit plate as a display gift is outrageous.

Even her father was still smiling and emphasizing: "That's my old friend from China."

Bo Jiu still has no skin.

That's the little princess's house, how can you just take advantage of it?

"How can you leave by yourself?" The man has quit smoking completely since having his daughter. Now he is wearing a mask and a black down jacket, but he is so young and handsome that people think he is just a big brother: "Come here, hold her?"

Bo Jiuyi held a piggy bank in one hand and a fruit gift box in the other. He looked at him up and down and said seriously: "I want to leave by myself and give the new neighbors a good impression of being sensible and well-behaved."

"Our Ninth Master has really grown up." The man smiled again, took his hand back, put it into his trouser pocket, and walked behind the little tiger, with a nonchalant feeling about him.

The tall one and the short one look like they came out of a British cartoon, and they really don't look like people in real life.

You can still vaguely hear the conversation between the two.

"Your mother will be back soon. Don't tell her that today we went to eat next door."

"Why? Mom would be happy if she knew that a fellow countryman is coming."

"Why do you think I can't even cook instant noodles? I don't want to lose face? Huh?"

"Mr. Bo, it's already very shameful for you to eat soft rice."

"Just because you're young and a girl, you think I won't beat you, right?"

"Yes." Bo Jiu shook the little tiger's tail.

Mr. Bo looked at the mopping floor, raised it with one hand, and said in a lazy voice, with his profile looking very handsome in the snowy color: "Chichi, you little kid's shoes, you are a little thick-skinned."

"This is inheritance." Bo Jiu held something in his hand and turned his head seriously: "I inherited it from you."

Mr. Bo disagreed: "That's why you are so open-minded. Okay, I'm going to ring the doorbell. Please remember your personality."

A conversation between a father and his daughter.

Didn't expect to be heard.

The person who heard the conversation was the little boy who had come in with the sled at the side door.

It was too cold outside, but he didn't wear a coat. It was probably just a random action.

Little boys are not people who like to eavesdrop on what others are saying.

Rather than saying he doesn't like it, it's more that he doesn't care what others say.

But even so, when he was picking up the sled, he still paused.

After all, the conversation between father and daughter was unusual.

The little boy has never been exposed to a father and daughter getting along like this before, so he will inevitably raise his eyes and glance at them.

But it's just a matter of glance.

Soon, he closed the door.

Looking at Grandpa not far away, he was instructing the butler to prepare for today's dinner.

Ask him how rare he wants his steak to be.

The little boy was thinking about whether to tell his grandfather, but two people were standing outside.

Just the next second.

The doorbell rang.

There's still snow falling outside.

Mr. An was still wondering who would come at this point.

The housekeeper had already walked over: "Sir, do you want to open the door?"

Mr. An nodded.

The butler walked over and opened the silver door handle with his slender fingers.

Big snowflakes came in with the howling north wind.

One large and one young appeared outside the door.

Maybe the pajamas on the little one are too eye-catching.

Mr. An saw a little tiger at first sight.

The big pure black eyes are full of agility, and they are looking inside. A pair of ears are hanging down like a curly cat, which is cute and handsome.

Not to mention the slender man standing behind her, with a slight smile on his lips. Against the moonlight, there was no hint of aging. He was as bright as a star, but with an evil aura: "Mr. Andre, long time no see." ”

Mr. An's eyes lit up: "Brother Bo, come in quickly, come in quickly!"

Listening to the adult's greetings, Xiao Bojiu's eyes began to move again. Where is her little princess?

Why didn't you see anyone?

Just when she was thinking this.

Mr. An said there: "Mo'er, come here and take a look at your little friend."

Moer?

This is the second point of misunderstanding.

Smart little Bo Jiu thinks that little princesses are usually very shy and that's why they are given names like Mo'er.

So she was even more sure that what she saw outside the window just now was a girl?

Xiao Bojiu confidently determined the gender of her little princess.

Nothing fantasy at all.

When she saw the figure walking towards her again, she felt even more confident.

The slippers he wore were all red panda-shaped, but his pants were tight, sticking to his slender and straight calves, which was very pleasing to the eye. In addition, he had taken off his coat, and the bright red sweater inside was like the maple leaves she had seen before, but his skin was like the white snow that had just fallen outside, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his eyelashes were so long that even from such a distance, you could still clearly see the length of the pure black.

He stood there, his black hair was like ink, and the nobleness that came with it reappeared in Bo Jiu's eyes.

The north wind blew again, responding to the bonfire in the house and the Christmas tree outside, bringing snowflakes, and one of them fell on the boy's shoulder.

He turned his head and blew gently, then looked over, very politely.

I don't know why Xiao Bo Jiu felt that the eyes were too cold.

But such coldness did not dispel Xiao Bo Jiu's enthusiasm.

The fairy tale book said that there are many kinds of princesses.

The one she met today must be cold on the outside, but shy in fact.

She had to control herself for a while, not to be too frivolous, and not to beat William like before.

When dealing with the little princess, you have to be patient and speak softly.

Now that she has brought back her piggy bank, she has the confidence.

Anyway, don't scare people away.

She has never thought that anyone is so good-looking.

The one in front of her.

She seems to take it home as a pet.

But her father once said that if you see something you like, you should buy it home and not take others' for free.

It's the same on the Internet.

So, Xiao Bojiu's first reaction when he saw the little princess was to pick up her piggy bank.

Now her chance has come...

Genius remembers the address of this site in one second: Mobile version reading URL: