Bo Jiu didn't know what the little princess she liked was thinking.

However, even she was willing to cut the steak.

Her little princess probably accepted her.

This is a good thing for Bo Jiu.

You know, there were too many people who were scared by her rudeness before.

The little princess is just fine, she doesn't care about this at all.

In fact, what Qin Mo cares about is probably impossible to understand.

The steak is delicious.

This is much better than instant noodles.

Bo Jiu looked like he was eating with a scarf and also had a kind of casual elegance that other children did not have.

Even though it is difficult to cut, there is still etiquette when it arrives on the dining table.

Especially when it comes to waiting for elders.

It is highly consistent with Qin Mo.

Both of them waited until Mr. An ate first before they could really move their mouths.

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

Just because of this, Mr. An liked the little tiger in front of him so much.

Not to mention the way she eats, her cheeks are bulging, and she feels accomplished when feeding, which is completely different from his grandson.

Qin Mo looked at the person with a moist belly next to him, and took a sip of water without moving.

It's really a free meal, and it's really 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 put down the knife and fork, held her small piggy bank, and followed her.

The tiger's tail is still swaying.

Mr. An was relieved to see this scene.

My daughter is in her career now, and her son-in-law is in the army again.

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

But in the same way, he always worried that his childhood would be missing.

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

Maybe more or less, it will make him feel lighter.

Even so, his grandson looked resistant.

It's better to resist than to say nothing all the time.

However, that little tiger is also interesting, why did he treat his grandson as a girl?

When Mr. An thought of this, he laughed again. He was probably so happy that even when he went to the study for a video conference, he asked the housekeeper to open a bottle of red wine.

On this side, Xiao Bojiu was stepping upstairs on the place where Qin Mo came, and observed the surrounding terrain, and suddenly felt a little happy: "Momo, our window is opposite, and opposite you is my room."

Qin Mo glanced at her and said only one sentence: "Don't move things randomly. Snacks placed on the table can be eaten, and don't disturb me reading."

Under normal circumstances.

According to the other person's personality.

He thought he would definitely not meet these requirements.

When he opened a book and read it for half an hour, he planned to pour a glass of water and drink it.

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

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

He paused his fingers when he was flipping through the book, narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head, and saw the little tiger's expression on his face.

Maybe I realized that she had met someone.

Bo Jiu suddenly woke up a little and shook his head.

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

As he said that, he jumped off the chair and even shaking when walking.

Qin Mo glanced at the light that had not yet lit up next door.

Look at the back of the little tiger in front of you again.

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

"Hmm?" Bo Jiu didn't understand what this sentence meant.

Qin Mo picked up the book in his hand: "When the light is on, I will ask the butler to send you back. There is a small sofa, you can go over and lie down for a while."

"Okay." Compared to going home to sleep, Bo Jiu is certainly willing to stay in a place with a little princess. She was afraid that she would disturb the little princess to read a book just now.

But by nature, I didn’t fall asleep and wanted to talk.

"Momo, what book are you reading?" Bo Jiu turned his head over.

Qin Mo replied: "Little Prince" never said anything again.

He kept her on the sofa only because she was too young.

I didn't want to be friendly with her.

Bo Jiu also noticed the coldness.

The tail swayed there and began to fall asleep again.

When Qin Mo noticed the second time that the head was leaning towards him, his little eyebrows frowned.

He knew that with this little tiger, he had no way to read books.

But at this time.

Grandpa pushed the door and walked in.

After seeing this scene, I was stunned at first.

After all, my grandson has never been so close to any child.

Then, he laughed softly and said, "Jiu, it's too late, would you live here today?"

When Bo Jiuyi heard this, he became energetic again: "Okay."

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

Unlike now, it is always cold and a little thirsty.

Bo Jiu looked down at his little tiger claws, and his cheerful appearance contrasted sharply with Qin Mo, who was sitting next to her with a cold face.

Qin Mo didn't know what his grandfather was thinking.

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

I just turned my head and the light outside had not yet lit up.

The milky smell on a certain little tiger is very strong.

This means she is really small.

Even if you are the same age as you.

Girls and boys are different.

It shouldn't be that strong.

Qin Mo turned his head, thought about it, and endured the intention of opposing it.

Everything depends on her youngness.

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

It's snowing outside.

There is not a single person there.

Anyway, it's just one night.

Tomorrow, he will tell his grandfather.

He doesn't need any friends.

"I asked the butler to clean up a small room for us. "Old Master An said, looking out the door.

Bo Jiu shook his head and was very serious: "Don't bother Grandpa An, just sleep in the same room as Momo. Anyway, we are all girls, and there are small sofas here."

When Qin Mo heard this, his eyebrows began to frown. His little face became more than one degree of cold. What does it mean that we are all girls anyway?

Isn't this fool clear yet?
To be continued...