The little Qin Mo froze.

The softness he touched on his side made him forget to even push the little tiger away.

In the breath, there is nothing but the milky smell, but the candy smell.

His eyes slowly widened.

It seems that I don't want to accept this scene.

But it has long been impossible to stop it.

His fingers were all there.

After seeing his grandson showing such an expression, Old Master An was stunned at first, and then couldn't help laughing.

A little tiger is really brave, and she kisses you when you come up.

Speaking of which, this is the first time my grandson has been kissed.

It doesn't count when you are just born.

After he remembered it, it seemed that no one had ever kissed him again.

After all, when I was in the compound.

Children of the same age think that his grandson is too mature.

I wouldn't do such intimate actions.

After all, my grandson has had cleanliness since he was a child.

However, when Mr. An looked at his grandson's face being struck by lightning, his uncontrollable smile continued to overflow from the corner of his lips.

The little tiger who caused trouble didn't know what he did. He put his claws forward and hooked Qin Mo's ears: "Momo, are you so shy because I kissed you, so your ears are so red? Don't be shy, we two will sleep together later."

Qin Mo didn't think anything at all, but when someone touched it, he realized that the two people were too close. He reached out and pulled the man's tail, and his voice was cold: "Who wants to sleep with you."

This little tiger can't tell the difference between men and women, but it's okay if you see someone.

Don't she know what reservedness means?

Bo Jiu blinked in confusion, his little face began to collapse, and even the tiger's ears drooped: "If I don't welcome me, I will go back to sleep and come to see you tomorrow."

Qin Mo didn't speak at the beginning.

I saw the man hugging the small piggy bank, then looking at the snow floating outside, and the thick dark night.

Qin Mo turned his face: "I will not break my promise. Since my grandfather said that you would stay, you can stay.

"Really?" Bo Jiu's ears stood up again, almost shaking his tiger tail: "You promised to sleep with me."

Qin Mo once again told himself that everything was due to her youngness.

"You sleep on the sofa and I sleep on the bed, but there is no intention of sleeping together." Qin Mo corrected the little tiger who disrupted his life rhythm after only three hours: "Don't talk nonsense, and stay away from me and keep a distance of one meter."

"Yi Mi?" Bo Jiu put down his small piggy bank and gestured, and he curled his mouth a little, feeling a little wilted: "It's so far? Why? I can't even touch you."

Qin Mo shouted, at a young age, his temperament had already been developed: "Before asking me why, shouldn't you look at your behavior first?"

"Behavior?" Xiao Bojiu didn't understand it. After thinking for a long time, he became quite shy: "Is it because I am too strong?"

Qin Mo didn't want to speak, what did it have to do with strength?

"I understand. It is said in the fairy tale that princesses are all made of water. When I hug you in the future, I will be less powerful. After all, you are so small and so weak, maybe I will hurt you." Xiao Bojiu was quite serious when saying this, and even reviewed his behavior in annoyance.

Little did he know that Qin Mo had only one idea at this time, and picked her up and threw her out through the window.

The princesses are all made of water? They are small and weak? They are him?

Qin Mo reached out and pinched someone's claws and took a deep breath: "You'd better shut up now."

When Bo Jiu heard this, he happily said: "Okay".

It is because of this good word that Qin Mo could not say even the following words.

The mixed-race little handsome face with an angel temperament suddenly became even darker.

The cold and noble are still there, but they bring fire.

It was really Mr. An who was so happy that he had been observing the interaction between the two little people.

He thought this trip abroad might be right.

After all, who could have imagined that his grandson would say so many words and express so many expressions in one day, and even ate it on a child.

I always endure something, probably because I think the little tiger is too small.

His grandson, who is younger than his, won't care too much about it.

But this is not completely true.

After all, when I was there, there were not many people who were younger than him, and I saw him live like this.

Perhaps it was because the little tiger in front of me was so enthusiastic when he was holding him. Even if he looked around, he felt that he could not push away such a hug.

It seems that his grandson met a little demon star.

Fortunately, the little Demon Star is very well-behaved.

He held his little piggy bank and followed his grandson, letting him stop talking without saying anything. He also handed a glass of water to his grandson, showing that he would take good care of you and the like.

Don't ask Mr. An why he feels so.

Because this is the expression that the little tiger gives people.

Why is it so cute? I really want to reach out and rub it.

Especially with his eyes wide-eyed looking at his grandson.

If he were his grandson, he would have started rubbing it.

His grandson is so good that he really let the little tiger stay away from him.

Then, his eyes looked at him again.

Mr. An laughed and knew that this was his grandson saying, "Grandpa, when do you plan to watch the show?"

He shook his head crutch and said, "Grandpa has something to do. If you want to have a midnight snack, let the housekeeper cook it for you. There is a lot of milk outside and there are a lot of snacks."

"Okay." After all, he didn't grow up and had an obedient side. The little Qin Mo took a step forward and said to Mr. An: "Grandpa, good night."

Mr. An wanted to continue watching it. He didn't consider the cleverness of his grandson, so he would let the two little people develop freely.

But look at his grandson.

It seems that I only plan to tolerate the little tiger for one night.

Bo Jiu followed Qin Mo to say good night to Mr. An. Unlike other girls' soft and cuteness, she was a little angry.

After seeing Mr. An leave, he brought a glass of milk in both hands and handed it to Qin Mo: "I know I said you were short just now, you are unhappy. Momo, I didn't mean it. Actually, you are pretty good, it's nothing for girls to be short. Anyway, you are so cute and beautiful, but if you really want to grow taller, you can drink more milk and I'll give you my cup."

"No." Qin Mo's fingers failed to control his strength and broke his favorite shy grass.

Bo Jiu lowered his little head and looked at his toes, looking at him at a loss.

Qin Mo took a deep breath, and after taking the glass of milk, he suddenly felt a little headache.

Why, he was treated as a girl, and he had to worry that if this little tiger was too cold, the little tiger would feel injured.

Probably because that face is too deceptive.

Thinking of this, after Qin Mo drank the milk, he reached out and pinched her face without using force, because the feeling of buying it was a bit beyond his expectations.

It is as tender as an egg pudding, too soft to be able to do it.

Qin Mo turned his head and pulled his hand away. Forget it, it was not enough for one night anyway.

Bo Jiu watched her little princess walk into the bathroom.

Before leaving, the little princess touched her face.

It must be because she is so popular that even the little princess can't help but itchy.

Thinking of this, Xiao Bojiu began to plan seriously, how to make the little princess like her more.

After all, it is too difficult to carry home to raise it.

The little princess is too stubborn.

And it's easy to be shy.

Bo Jiu's eyes turned aside. Her father never told her what she would do if the other party was too shy.

Qin Mo, who was planning to wash up, didn't know what the little tiger outside was thinking.

But after closing the door, I looked at myself in the mirror, and there seemed to be the feeling of the moment left on my hands, as well as what was going on with his breasts all over his body.

She must have carried it out.

Qin Mo squeezed out the toothpaste, and his cold little face once again had another expression.

The little tiger was somewhat bored waiting outside.

In addition, she suddenly thought of a good way to quickly improve her relationship with the little princess.
To be continued...