The dinner ends.

The guests have left.

As the master, Mr. An was exhausted for a day and was already very tired.

However, because he is a businessman, even at night.

Mr. An also has his own things to be busy with.

For example, a sudden transnational conference.

Mr. An was worried that his grandson would be tired today, so he specifically instructed the people below to clean up the living room and not make any noise.

After the party, there will be special people cleaning.

After seeing the person off, Qin Mo reached out and pulled away his little suit.

After entering the room, he became the little prince who was not talkative and even had a cold and indifferent face on his side.

His hair was black and soft, and he was stuck behind his ears and was wearing a white shirt.

When I turned my small body to untied my sleeves, the sense of nobleness overflowed again.

At the age of five, there are not many children like him.

To put it in the words of An Yingxiong, her Bingboy sometimes doesn't look like a real person at all.

However, Qin Mo was still a little immature at this time.

For example, this sigh is happening now.

There is actually a little cuteness.

Qin Mo originally planned to take off his shirt and go take a shower.

But just as he put down his shirt, he suddenly frowned and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window not far away.

Such slams of movement made Qin Mo, a man who was born in the military compound since childhood, raise his eyebrows slightly.

Then, a handsome and noble little face was filled with coldness.

Just when he was about to press the inside line and let the bodyguards on the first floor come up.

Suddenly.

There was a sound of flower pots falling to the ground.

There is also the sound of wind outside.

And someone muttered to himself: "Is this window so difficult to open? It seems that it needs to be cut open, and then my dad will say that I'm skinny again, which is really distressing."

After hearing this sentence.

Instead of stretching out Qin Mo's eyebrows, they wrinkled even tighter.

You will still have to worry about cutting windows like cutting windows. Who would cut windows by normal people?

Qin Mo realized that he had started taking deep breaths again.

I looked at my upper body again, I didn’t wear anything, and the temperature of my little face dropped a few degrees.

Outside the window, Xiao Bojiu, who was shaking the tiger's tail, was burying his head and carefully studying the window in front of him.

It's really a fierce operation, with a real record of two or five!

After working for a long time, I felt that I was still too gentle, so I simply pulled my little schoolbag over and was about to use tools to open it.

Xiao Bojiu didn't expect that he would be discovered.

After all, her skills in overtaking the wall are famous for being within a few miles.

Although the weather is a bit cold today.

But she still deliberately avoided those people on the first floor.

She even relied on her small advantage to perfectly avoid the camera that An Jia pressed in the corner.

So the movements are a bit unscrupulous.

A little tiger face is put on a tiger hat, very serious.

So much so that after Qin Mo lifted the curtains, he saw such a little tiger coming over the wall.

For some reason, she was wearing a small mask on her face, and her little body was on the side, next to her was a flower pot, which was a danger of falling off at any time.

But she didn't realize that her big round eyes were stunned after seeing Qin Mo, and then immediately laughed, even the dimples on her cheeks were clearly clear: "Momo!"
Chapter completed!