No. 1901 Mr. Bo and Mrs. Bo

University is undoubtedly the safest place.

Mr. Bo's current identity will not make people doubt it.

Especially when he and the little tiger sat on the steps waiting for Mrs. Bo to pick them up.

One big and one small, both holding a bag of yogurt.

The little tiger's tail swayed: "Dad, I want to eat chicken wings."

"Jiu Ye, you have to change your habit of eating right after waking up." Mr. Bo yawned and said lazily: "You roll around later, and let my wife take you to eat."

The little tiger thought she should educate an adult: "Dad, I'm five years old, not one year old. If I roll around and act cute, it would be too shameless."

"Then what do you say?" Mr. Bo said casually: "Mrs. Bo said not to let you eat junk food all the time."

The little tiger thought seriously: "Then I'll roll around."

"Roll around a few more times, I want to eat too." Mr. Bo smiled, stretched out his hand to pull the collar, a different kind of evil.

The little tiger nodded and gave him an OK gesture.

One big and one small, they kept the same sitting position as before.

Those two faces were very eye-catching, and many college students looked over here, and were so cute.

Mr. Bo was quite famous in the school, and it was not the first time that he brought Bo Jiu to wait for Mrs. Bo.

But every time, foreigners would feel a strong shock, and they really wanted to have a little brain axe.

Mrs. Bo, who was wearing a professional suit and high heels, saw this scene as soon as she entered the university.

Those two people were drinking yogurt again. Is the food in the university so bad?

Mrs. Bo couldn't help but smile and walked over.

Little Tiger Bo was the first to see Mrs. Bo. His round tiger eyes lit up at once, and he rushed towards Mrs. Bo: "Mom."

"Have you been good today?" Mrs. Bo looked at her dress and rolled up her daughter's sleeves.

Bo Xiao Lao Hu reported seriously: "I'm very good, my dad has been sleeping."

"Hey." Mr. Bo smiled lazily, freed one hand, knocked the book on Bo Xiao Lao Hu's head, then leaned forward and put his head on Mrs. Bo's shoulder: "I didn't sleep on purpose, I wrote too many documents and felt dizzy."

Mrs. Bo's temperament is rare. When she appeared, many people looked over here.

Successful people and students who are still in school have different auras.

The more this happens, the easier it is to prove that the handsome doctoral student is actually kept by a certain female entrepreneur.

Many hot girls and new students will feel sorry.

I really don't understand why they want to find someone older than themselves.

Of course, the other person's appearance is really good, and it looks no different from them in age.

Even because of the cultivation of temperament, there is a sense of iceberg beauty for no reason, which is different from that.

Because when wearing a professional suit, the feeling of being a superior is not just a beauty, but also an indescribable coldness and abstinence.

"Why do you feel dizzy?" Mrs. Bo said, reaching out her hand and rubbing the head of an adult.

Little Tiger Bo fully understood her father's routine. When it comes to competing for her favor, her father always spares no effort.

Anyway, he is not afraid that someone in the school will say that he is the one being kept.

In some ways, Mr. Bo does look like a little puppy, but when people around him saw his action just now, they all asked themselves, is this still the senior who does evil things they know?

It doesn't seem like it.

Mr. Bo doesn't care about other people's eyes. Recently, Mrs. Bo has been too cold to him, and he always wants to find a sense of existence.

Little Tiger Bo has not forgotten what happened before. He shook his tail and blinked his tiger eyes: "Dad just said he wanted to eat chicken wings. He should be hungry because he is dizzy."

Mr. Bo turned his eyes and raised his eyebrows. Their Jiu Ye and the kid from the Qin family knew how to use others as a shield.

"Chicken wings?" Mrs. Bo seemed helpless with a big and a small one.

Sighed slightly: "Just eat one meal. After eating, I will go to the airport. You two should eat some vegetables at night. Don't eat meat all the time."

Mr. Bo put his arm around her waist and kissed her lips: "Don't worry, I will take good care of Master Jiu."

Mrs. Bo did not expect him to do this suddenly.

People around were looking at them.

He is... not resisting people knowing what their relationship is?

Or maybe he is too young and always does things according to his mood.

Mrs. Bo can probably learn a little from him and try not to talk about their relationship in public.

It's not that he said anything, but she can feel it.

After all, even his mentor and some people he knows at school, he didn't introduce them to each other.

Mrs. Bo understands him on this point.

Maybe it's strange that they have been married for so many years.

He still cares about this kind of thing occasionally.

This time it's okay. The last time she came to pick him up alone, she saw a girl asking him out.

He refused.

The girl said, "You can't just live off others like this forever."

Mrs. Bo knew the man's self-esteem, so she chose not to show up.

But think about the family situation carefully.

He got his degree by himself.

It's true that the clothes he was wearing were bought by her, but he didn't show any excessive likes or dislikes.

Even his battle axe was his own.

There shouldn't be a psychological gap in this regard.

But people around her have said that she is born strong.

Most big boys like him like cute and lively girls or those little fairies, who like to depend on others and are romantic and innocent.

Mrs. Bo has never asked him about this.

After all, when this person saw her, he was so "clingy" that she always forgot that there were some incompatibility between the two.

At first, Little Tiger Bo was still in Mrs. Bo's arms.

I don't know when, Mr. Bo took him over and put him on his neck.

Little Tiger Bo just grabbed her father's unruly hair, with his tail shaking behind him. He really didn't think about being cute.

But seeing such a handsome man with a little tiger on his head, people would look at him.

"Mr. Lou?"

Mrs. Bo's surname is Lou.

She always follows the driver.

This time, when she saw the president coming out, she greeted him and was about to open the car door.

Mrs. Bo stopped him: "We'll eat nearby, Lao Wan, you should go eat something too."

"Okay, Mr. Lou." At this point, Lao Wan looked in the direction of Mr. Bo and called respectfully: "Sir."

Although he didn't understand why Mr. Lou would choose such a person, since Mr. Lou agreed, as a driver, he wouldn't say much.

Miss Jiu was as likable as ever. Looking at the little tiger, Lao Wan smiled.

This is probably the most unusual and happiest family he has ever met.

It's just that Mr. Lou is too busy at ordinary times.

And Mr. Bo... It's hard to describe.

He likes to stick to Mr. Lou too much, but he's not like an ordinary pretty boy.

I can't say it, I just hope Mr. Bo doesn't let Mr. Lou down.

It's always a pleasure to have chicken wings.

There were also Coke fries and hamburgers on the table.

Mrs. Bo was originally rolling up her daughter's sleeves, and when she raised her eyes, there was a hamburger in front of her.

After she took a bite, the man smiled.

This smile is not a big deal. The people eating here are all college students, and many of them stare at him.

However, the next second.

I don’t know what happened.

The man paused for a moment, raised his eyes slightly and looked out the window, and the color of his eyes sank.

The sound of a police car whizzing past sounded from my ears.

This is not the most important thing.

It’s the people wearing black clothes under the tree who seem to be asking something.

“What’s the matter?” Mrs. Bo followed his gaze and saw nothing.

Mr. Bo took a bite of the hamburger: “Nothing, I have classes in the afternoon, I probably can’t send you off.”

Mrs. Bo paused, then smiled: “I know, eat more.”

Maybe he still has some concerns.

There were a lot of people seeing them this time.

The meal was eaten quickly.

When Mrs. Bo was there, Mr. Bo was still lazy, and waited until everyone left.

He made a phone call: “Come over and pick up Jiu.”

“Yes, boss.” The other end was a very magnetic British voice.

Little Tiger Bo had heard it before, but this time it was a little different.

It seemed a little deep.

About five minutes later.

A black Lamborghini appeared in front of the school gate, and a man came out of it, carrying something like a suitcase in his hand.

But ordinary suitcases are never carried by hand.

In addition, the man was wearing a black tuxedo and white gloves, just like the butler of the nobles in the movie. Even though he was already middle-aged, few people could still wear formal clothes so handsomely after middle age.

But this man expressed the sense of maturity and gentlemanliness vividly.

Not only that, he also had a small cake box in his hand. After seeing Bo Jiu, he put his right hand behind his back and chuckled and called out: "Young Master, I finally see you."

The word "Young Master" was somewhat unfamiliar to Bo Jiu at that time.

But even now, she already knew what she was going to do in the future.

Blinking her tiger eyes, looking at the person in front of her, the cute old housekeeper's heart was about to melt.

This is completely different from his master. The young master is just a little tiger cub, a very, very cute little tiger cub.

The master is completely different.

The black air was even stronger, and it had been like this since childhood.

Mr. Bo first let the two people touch each other, and took the suitcase from the butler.

Open it in the car.

There wouldn't be so many people in front of the university at this time.

The mystery of the suitcase is that you can't guess that it will open so many layers.

In addition to a black windbreaker, there is also a small notebook and some weapons.

Mr. Bo first put on the windbreaker, and then picked up the suitcase. He was very gentle with glasses on, and didn't look like he was going to do anything.

But if people knew what he was holding, they would know what he was going to do next.

Clean up a few bugs.

As for Bo Xiaohu, he was naturally taken back by the butler.

According to Mr. Bo's instructions, it was most reliable to send it to William's house.

Because that family was born dramatic, and they didn't think about what happened.

The butler was very polite, bowed to little William and said, "Young master, I will temporarily trouble you for one day."

Little William's eyes widened. After all, he had only seen such people in the movies made by his father.

Bo Xiaohu said that she didn't need to bother others, but at the same time, she knew that her father had something to do.

Bo Xiaohu was also a thoughtful person. After sensing the different atmosphere this time, she climbed up to the window again and again to look.

It was not until very late that her father appeared.

Mr. Bo came to take Bo Xiaohu home.

In fact, except for the Qin family kid, he was not confident to leave Jiu to anyone for a day.

It's not that other people are bad.

To be honest, other people are not smart enough.

For example, now, no matter how little William looks, he can't see that Mr. Bo's hand is injured.

After all, he is still the same as before, his tie is not tied well, half tilted to one side, and his temperament is full of soft rice.

That is, his lips are a little pale.

Only Bo Xiaohu saw that her father was wrong.

She didn't let him hold her, but walked towards home holding his hand.

Halfway through the journey, Mr. Bo leaned against the tree trunk, his breathing a little unsteady: "Jiu, you..."

Little Tiger Bo is still very capable. Even if he is a child, he will feel uncomfortable when he sees such a scene.

But he didn't panic at all. Seeing that his father had no strength.

He took out the mobile phone from his father's pocket and called the housekeeper.

From calling to hanging up, and waiting for the housekeeper to come, the whole process was not like a five-year-old child at all.

It's just that the little hand was shaking a little, and the tiger's head never raised.

After the housekeeper arrived, he began to treat the master's injuries.

The hand injury was easy to deal with, but the main thing was the bullet in the shoulder, which had to be taken out.

This is why the master could walk all the way and still find time to call his wife, smiling gently: "Jiu Ye? She's downstairs, playing with her little keyboard. Don't worry, I will take good care of her."

After hanging up the phone, the breath leaked out, and the temperature was a little high.

The housekeeper prescribed a lot of medicine.

After treating the wound, he said, "Thanks to the timely call from the young master."

Mr. Bo leaned there, with a bandage wrapped around one shoulder, his narrow eyes looking up, and he had a kingly aura that he didn't have in front of others: "So, she is very suitable to take over my position, both technically and psychologically."

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