I don't know why today.

Probably it's too lively outside.

And she caught a cold and couldn't go out.

So she really envies those who can go to the little princess's house.

Thinking of this, Xiao Bojiu ran to the window again and took a look, coughed a little, slapped his mouth and his ears drooped.

After the blonde butler rang the doorbell, he saw such a little tiger coming to open the door.

He didn't understand what was going on.

But still as enthusiastic as ever.

"My beautiful lady, is there anything that can help you?" The blonde butler made a funny expression to make people happy: "I guess you will definitely like the things in my hands, they have captured the hearts of many people."

As he said that, he sent the insulation box in his hand forward.

Bo Jiu glanced at it, and his eyes lit up: "Bean paste bread."

"It turns out that this thing is called a bean paste bag." The blonde butler chuckled: "This is what the young master asked me to send it."

Master?

Little princess?

Bo Jiu suddenly became resurrected with full blood. The little tiger's tail swept twice, and was very polite: "Please come in first."

The blonde butler took off his hat and followed her in, put the insulation box on the table, and the two of them said a few more words.

He said goodbye and went back.

Looking at the bean paste buns and lean meat porridge with peeled eggs.

Bo Jiu reached out and pulled his little ears. She had been worried that if she saw the little princess, the little princess would be angry with her.

Now it seems that nothing is completely wrong.

The little princess was really considerate and asked the butler to give her a bean paste bag.

The more Bo Jiu thought about the bigger the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although she was still coughing, it did not affect her to eliminate these things at all.

After eating.

Bo Jiu thought about it seriously.

She had to go and say thank you to the little princess in person.

This way it won't work.

Too swagger.

Wait for a while and it will get darker again, and she will be armed before going over.

Moreover, the little princess gave her food, so she couldn't say it would be better if she didn't give her some gifts.

Bo Jiu looked at the keyboard in his arms.

After making a decision, I gave him her favorite toy.

Moreover, she wanted to tell the little princess in person.

She will be responsible for all her affairs when she sees him.

That's it, that's right!

Bo Jiu clenched his fists at himself in the mirror, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked a little bit naughty.

At this time, Qin Mo didn't know that the biggest trouble of his food was not that Mr. An would ask about it.

But the little tiger that was fed began to move again.

Qin Mo never takes the saying that others like him seriously.

It is because too many people say they like it, but they just express their own feelings.

I don’t care about the one who bears it, and make one-sided decisions on my own.

For example, a little girl used to say she liked him.

He doesn't like each other.

The other party cried, making it look like he bullied her.

Qin Mo had no opinion on the girl.

But again, he didn't want this to happen again, it had no meaning and was very boring.

So, even the little tiger liked him, he didn't take it much to heart.

But probably because, occasionally, that little tiger is too obedient.

Only then would he be a little patient with her.

But when I look back, I think about it again, it's not good or stupid.

After following Mr. An to send off the last batch of guests, Qin Mo took off his little suit jacket and handed it to the blonde butler standing next to him.

The butler lowered his head to report on his work: "Young master, Miss Jiu has eaten all the food and should not be hungry anymore, don't worry."

When Qin Mo heard this, he frowned: "When will I care if she is hungry?"

The blonde butler had a meal.

Qin Mo's voice was very quiet: "It's just because he was a neighbor. It was not in line with etiquette for such a lively party. Uncle Bo was not a friend of his grandfather."

The blonde butler ohed twice, looking at the small back that was walking upstairs, thinking to himself that the children in China are so precocious?

This aura is a little too strong.

However, China is really a country of etiquette.
Chapter completed!