Chapter 1878 Height Is a Problem, Extra Chapter

"Okay."

Be obedient when you should.

Little Jiuye always follows this principle to the end.

Qin Mo lowered his eyes and decided that after doing something, he would no longer be awkward. Like an adult who understands things, he not only helped Bo Jiu unzip her zipper, but also took off the hood of her pajamas.

Because he was too close, he could always smell the candy and milk smell on this little tiger.

Children are children.

When Qin Mo thought so, he completely ignored one point, that is, he is also a child.

After unzipping the zipper in this way.

Bo Jiu could go to the bathroom and take off the little tiger pajamas by herself.

She was particularly serious when taking a bath.

By the way, she also thought carefully about whether she had saved a little image in the little princess's mind after today.

In summary, it should be considered a success.

While thinking, little Bo Jiu applied some shampoo on her head, and the white foam accidentally flowed into her eyes.

She rubbed it vigorously with her little hands and started washing again, a completely manly way of washing.

This way of washing was not seen by Young Master Qin. If he had seen it, he would definitely correct her.

After taking a bath, Bo Jiu looked even whiter, but she did not let go of the small keyboard in her hand. Her hair was wet and frizzy. There was a strand of hair dyed silver and sticking up there, like a cat that had just been fished out of the water and had not had time to clean its cat hair.

There are always kittens who want to dress themselves up as little tigers, and this one is a typical example.

Qin Mo glanced over here, and finally his eyes fell on the dripping hair again.

This time the man did not go directly into the blanket.

Qin Mo knew the reason very well.

Yesterday, because he talked, she was afraid of disturbing him, so she slept like that.

Thinking of this, all Qin Mo's impatience today disappeared.

It was obvious that the little tiger did not know how to wipe his hair. He pressed a towel and rubbed it on his head randomly.

He coughed from time to time and hummed a tune.

Qin Mo couldn't bear it anymore.

"Come here."

Bo Jiu was puzzled when he heard these two words, and then walked over with a confused look.

Qin Mo didn't say anything and took the white towel. His temperament was cold.

It was very intimidating.

Children are like this.

Maybe sometimes they don't necessarily listen to adults.

But when they meet people of the same age who are colder than themselves and can't see through them, they will subconsciously obey.

You have to know that Master Qin's aura has never been a joke since he was a child.

In the military compound, no matter how much those naughty kids like to make trouble, they will subconsciously restrain themselves in front of him.

So the grandfathers in the compound all call Qin Mo the king of children.

Of course, this can't be said purely by temperament.

There is a certain amount of fist power in it.

Qin Mo is not the kind of person who doesn't fight.

Boys, this is normal.

It's just that he and Bo Jiu have different styles since childhood.

Bo Jiu beats people to submission.

After hitting him once, the coldness that emanated from his inside out made people afraid to prick him again.

This sentence came from the heart of a naughty child in a military compound.

But Qin Mo himself did not expect that one day he, the king of children, would have to take care of a child.

And after he took the towel, he thought of another thing.

The little tiger was taller than him, and he had to stand on tiptoe to wipe her head?

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