A word from a great god.

Bo Jiu felt that she was being tricked again.

There is really no such thing as black history.

Especially in front of the great god.

The most important thing is that this great god is still his boyfriend.

When he was about to get off the car, Qin Mo reached out and pinched her face, with his half-raising brows giving people a gentle illusion: "Do you think you can escape this disaster when you pretend to sleep?"

Bo Jiu opened his eyes and had not spoken yet.

He wrapped his coat again.

If the great god can put the consideration of taking care of him in terms of not digging her out of history, it would be perfect.

The two of them did not return to the Qin family, but Bo Jiu's apartment.

After seeing the young master being taken back, the housekeeper's face was not very good, but the gentlemanly man still poured a cup of British black tea for the accompanying special assistant.

The special assistant was shocked when he saw the old man in front of him.

When did the Fu family hire such a butler?

He thought he had a good temperament and was in a suit every day, so he could handle all the affairs of all sizes and big for their President Qin. He was the special assistant and said he was the second, but no one dared to call him the second.

But the person in front of him was not only a straight suit, but most importantly, he was spotless. He was also very perfect when looking at the pocket watch. Moreover, from the tea set to the pastries at the entrance, he was so exquisite that he was shocked.

Such a good-looking thing is definitely not delicious.

With this attitude, the special assistant casually put a piece of small pastry in his mouth. He, an older young man, had eaten dog food all day, and it was not enough to eat something to keep his stomach... How could it be so delicious!!!

The special assistant's eyes were rounded at that moment.

Looking at the butler grandfather who was so elegant from beginning to end, he suddenly felt like he lost!

No wonder Mr. Qin did not take Miss Jiu back to Qin’s house!

The assistant didn't know, apart from this reason.

Another point is that Qin Mo knew very well that using the medical skills of the housekeeper's grandfather would definitely be beneficial to Bo Jiu.

But student Bo Jiu, who was half lying on the bed and was receiving water from the master, was planning to do something to draw the master's attention away.

It would be better not to talk about the topic of "How did he chase her"

Perhaps it was because of his dark history, or perhaps he had a little low fever, and Bo Jiu's face was a little red.

In order to show that he was very obedient, he sat down as if he had made meritorious service. Qin Mo fed her and what she drank. Even though he didn't like drinking water, he now drank half a cup in one breath, and then looked at Mo Shen like he wanted to give me credit.

God of Desert had no reaction.

Bo Jiu drank another half of a cup and looked up again.

The result is still the same.

It seems that I can't escape it.

Bo Jiu thought about it and said that if he kissed the master, he would be a little vague.

Unexpectedly, she hadn't spoken yet.

He reached out and picked up a photo next to the bed. When he lowered his eyes, he couldn't see any expression on his side.

That photo appeared in the castle before.

Because of this photo, the cold air scattered on the great god's body was still vivid in my mind.

Subconsciously, Bo Jiu reached out and took the photo, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was explaining: "How could this photo appear here? It must have been placed by the butler grandfather."

After saying that, he checked his body, pulled out the drawer, and put the stitches in it.

Now that the great god has just eliminated his psychological hints, he should be quite fragile. When the photos are stable, she will tell him.

As a domineering president, you must be so understanding!

After Bo Jiu put on the photo, he smiled at Qin Mo and leaned there handsomely.

Qin Mo looked at Bo Jiu with his eyes down, as if he was a little careless, and fed her another sip of water: "It's not surprising that you put it on, after all, you are your childhood sweetheart."

Bo Jiu was a little nervous to drink the water. After swallowing it, he coughed gently: "It's really not what I did."

This time the great god really wronged her.

She didn't have time to put this photo.

After the great god was given psychological hints, what Bo Jiu thought about was how to keep people.

Even though the great god always called her the financial master before, Bo Jiu could feel that it was still very interesting, as if he was no longer interested and would leave.

Of course, this is the illusion of Bo Jiu.

But it was this illusion that Bo Jiu had too late to coax the little princess Qin at that time, so how could he take out this photo?

Grandpa Butler is different. From a medical perspective, after all, no matter what kind of psychological hints are, they are usually related to memories that people are unwilling to face.

Because you don’t want to face it, it will cause psychological weakness and then close some things.

So any way to awaken Qin Mo's memory will be tried.

Bo Jiu also understands this principle.

But after all, the great master boycotted her, a "children girl", too obviously.

Bo Jiu, who is now in a dark history, certainly needs to avoid these minefield topics and talk about them.

Qin Mo naturally saw someone’s thoughts, curled his thin lips and pulled the drawer open: “What? I think I’m jealous?”

"How could it be?" Bo Jiu smiled and asked again: "Don't you eat?"

Qin Mo slowly said: "What's the delicious food?"

Bo Jiu:... No matter how you hear it, you will be wrong!

This should be a routine again. Bo Jiu didn't want to be fooled. He wanted to create some topics and use them to trick the master at that time, and pushed the drawer in again: "Brother Mo, after you finished speaking last time, I thought about it and felt that my childhood sweetheart was indeed a little tricky. For example, he never let me play with others. Now that I think about it, it's very likely that he was jealous. At that time, I was young and didn't understand at all."

After Bo Jiu finished speaking, he waited for the great god to agree with her point of view.

After all, in this situation, according to the character of the great god, he would not only agree, but also persuade her to stay away from such people in the future, etc.

Can?

Why is it so quiet?

Bo Jiu watched as he was peeling off the packaging and was about to feed the candy in her mouth and stopped there, and raised his eyebrows slightly. She was ready to eat. What happened to the great god suddenly stopped?

Before Bo Jiu could figure it out.

Qin Mo sat down there, asked her with a slightly curled lips: "Do you want to eat?"

"Yeah." The great god started to seduce with beautiful colors again. Bo Jiu thought about this and was waiting to be fed.

But who knew that the man smiled, raised his hand slightly, and threw the candy he had originally wanted to give her into the trash can next to him.

Bo Jiu:...

"Since it's cooked, eat less sweet things." Qin Mo's eyes slightly raised, and he also had a sense of abstinence.

It sounds very reasonable.

But before, he obviously fed himself a lot of candy.

Bo Jiu didn't understand where he got offended the great god, so he sat there in confusion.

He watched him turn to the side and cover her with a quilt, his voice faintly: "I heard that the innocent feelings were born when I was a child."

Bo Jiu thought to himself that he was beating her, but after all, it was because of the photo that was unhappy!

Immediately said: "What did you know when I was a kid?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Mo tapped her wrist with his fingers: "Don't you want to talk about childhood?"

The main reason is that you are jealous, Bo Jiu nodded.

Qin Mo smiled, his slender and fair hands still knocking on her wrist, as if he really respected her opinion, he thought slowly, and the light of the light fell on his chin: "Then let's talk about how many people you have pursued, and then talk about my love for you in your memories?"

Bo Jiu:...

This is not as good as the previous topic!

Bo Jiu was wilted, his head pressed against Qin Mo's chest, and his eyes were filled with a wave of eyes: "Brother Mo, I have a headache."

"I thought I would believe it?" Qin Mo shouted.

Bo Jiu didn't say anything. After all, even if the great god said this, he still stretched out his hand to stroke her head. The gentle and authenticity made people relax easily.

If it weren't for another sentence coming from my ear: "Isn't the photo put on?"

Bo Jiu probably won't move against the great god: "I won't put it on."

"It looks pretty, why don't you put it on?" Qin Mo was careless. After realizing the temperature on her body, he peeled off another piece of candy on his hand: "It's a good thing for people to be old when they are right."

Bo Jiu didn't move:...I almost believed you're so generous!
To be continued...