No. 1864

Bo Jiu still doesn't know what the little princess she likes thinks.

However, she is even willing to let her cut the steak.

Her little princess should have accepted her.

This is a good thing for Bo Jiu.

You know, too many people were frightened by her rudeness before.

The little princess is good and doesn't care about this at all.

In fact, what Qin Mo cares about is probably beyond Bo Jiu's comprehension.

The steak is delicious.

This is much better than instant noodles.

The way Bo Jiu eats with a small scarf tied on her neck is also a kind of casual elegance that other children don't have.

Even if it is difficult to cut, there are still etiquettes when she is at the table.

Especially in waiting for the elders.

She is highly consistent with Qin Mo.

Both of them waited for Grandpa An to eat first before they really moved their mouths.

When putting down the knife and fork, it was also the elders who put it down first.

Just for this reason, Grandpa An liked the little tiger in front of him very much.

Not to mention the way she eats, her cheeks are bulging, and it is very satisfying to feed her, which is completely different from his grandson.

Qin Mo looked at the man with a swollen belly and drank a sip of water without any expression.

He really came here for a free meal, and it was worth the trip.

Bo Jiu didn't know that the little princess had heard the conversation between her and her father before. Seeing that the other party was full, she also put down her knife and fork, hugged her piggy bank, and followed.

The tiger's tail was still wagging.

Mr. An was relieved to see this scene.

His daughter is now in the career stage, and his son-in-law is in the army.

It is indeed good for his grandson to follow him out like this.

But at the same time, he always worries that his childhood will be missing.

Now it seems that in a foreign country, there is such a little tiger to accompany him.

Maybe it can make him feel less worried.

Even so, his grandson was full of resistance.

But resistance is better than saying nothing all the time.

However, the little tiger is also interesting. Why did he think his grandson was a girl?

When Mr. An thought of this, he laughed again. Perhaps he was too happy. Even when he went to the study room for a video conference, he asked the housekeeper to open a bottle of red wine.

On this side, Xiao Bojiu was walking upstairs on the way Qin Mo came. He took the opportunity to observe the terrain around him and felt a little happy: "Momo, our windows are facing each other, and my room is opposite you."

Qin Mo glanced at her and said only one sentence: "Don't move things. You can eat the snacks on the table, but don't disturb me reading."

Under normal circumstances.

According to the other party's personality.

He thought he would definitely not be able to meet these requirements.

When he opened a book and read for half an hour, he was about to pour a glass of water.

The man was still sitting there quietly holding his little piggy bank, with big eyes, and he didn't eat the snacks on the table.

After Qin Mo finished drinking the water, he was about to read a book, but a warm little heater leaned over.

His fingers paused as he turned the book, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned his head to see the little tiger with a sleepy expression on his face.

Probably realized that she had bumped into someone.

Bo Jiu suddenly became somewhat sober and shook her head.

"Momo, I'm a little sleepy. I'll go home and sleep first. I'll come to play with you tomorrow."

As she said that, she jumped off the chair, and even walked a little shakily.

Qin Mo glanced at the light next door that had not yet been turned on.

Then he looked at the back of the little tiger in front of him.

He frowned first, then said: "Mr. Bo hasn't come back yet."

"Huh?" Bo Jiu didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Qin Mo picked up the book in his hand: "Wait until the light is on, I'll ask the housekeeper to send you back. There is a small sofa there, you go and lie down for a while."

"Okay." Compared to going home to sleep, Bo Jiu would of course prefer to stay where the little princess is. She was afraid of disturbing the little princess reading just now.

But it was her nature.

She wanted to talk before she fell asleep.

"Momo, what book are you reading?" Bo Jiu leaned her head over.

Qin Mo replied: "Little Prince" and never spoke again.

He left her on the sofa just because she was too young.

There was no intention to make friends with her.

Bo Jiu also noticed the indifference.

The tail swayed there, and he began to doze off again.

When Qin Mo noticed the head approaching for the second time, his little eyebrows frowned.

He knew that with this little tiger around, he couldn't read at all.

At this time.

Grandpa pushed the door and walked in.

After seeing this scene, he was stunned at first.

After all, his grandson had never been so close to any child.

Then, he smiled softly: "Jiu, it's too late, can you stay here today?"

Bo Jiu was energetic again when he heard this: "Okay."

After a nap, the little princess became more familiar with her.

Unlike now, she is always cold and a little prickly.

Bo Jiu looked down at her little tiger paw, and her cheerful appearance formed a sharp contrast with Qin Mo, who was sitting next to her with a cold face.

Qin Mo didn't know what grandpa was thinking.

Grandpa should understand that he doesn't like to leave other children at home.

I just turned my head and the lights outside were not on yet.

The smell of milk on a certain little tiger was very strong.

This meant that she was really small.

Even if she is the same age as him.

Girls and boys are different.

They shouldn't be that strong.

Qin Mo turned his head away, thought about it, and suppressed his objection.

All for her young age.

I can't let her go back with just a small piggy bank.

It's snowing outside.

There's no one there yet.

It's just one night anyway.

Tomorrow, he will tell grandpa.

He doesn't need any friends.

"I'll ask the housekeeper to clean up a small guest room for our lovely Jiu." Grandpa An said, looking out the door.

Bo Jiu shook his head and said seriously: "Don't bother Grandpa An, Mo and I can sleep in the same room. Anyway, we are both girls, and there is a small sofa here."

Qin Mo's eyebrows began to wrinkle when he heard this, and his little face became more than one degree colder. What does it mean that we are both girls anyway?

This idiot, haven't you seen it clearly yet?

Grandpa An couldn't help laughing. It was the first time he saw his grandson showing so many expressions on the same day.

Suddenly I felt that this was a good idea.

My grandson had never slept in the same room with anyone.

I could give it a try.

"Okay." Grandpa An rubbed the little tiger's head: "Then you can squeeze in with Mo'er."

Qin Mo didn't expect his grandfather to say that.

He was about to refuse.

He was hugged by the waist.

Then the little tiger smiled, with two small canine teeth exposed, teardrops at the corners of the eyes, and big eyes looking at him.

Then.

With a chirp...

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