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One thousand eight hundred and eighty-seven(1/3)

Before the blonde butler could make this news call.

He was called to the study by the young master who had finished breakfast.

Their young master is really like a character in a martial arts novel.

No child has been interested in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since he was a child.

Their young master is!

Not only did the study room come out alone, but it also contains pens, ink, paper and inkstones that were used in ancient China.

The blonde butler deeply felt that he was really right to come to An’s house.

Those book friends have no idea what it feels like to have a realistic version of the master!

Their young master is definitely the legendary master!

However, the blonde butler didn't know why their young master found him at this time.

After thinking about it, the only thing that came to mind was that the young master would definitely warn him not to say anything he shouldn't say.

Don't ask him why he knew!

This is how online novels are written!

However, Qin Mo said this, but instead: "Do you have any experience in raising children?"

Blonde Butler:...

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "Hmm?"

Um?

The blonde butler made a right move and temporarily regarded this as the young master asking him: "In our West, when raising children, pay special attention to it, that is, to cultivate children's independence."

After saying that, he observed the young master's expression and seemed quite satisfied.

Then he continued: "For example, if you want to eat, it is better to let your children do it by themselves."

When Qin Mo heard this, he raised his eyes: "I'll ask you, how old are you this year?"

"Report to the boy, I'm 24." The blonde butler said in English.

After hearing this, Qin Mo put down the copybook in his hand: "I shouldn't be married at the age of 24. I have read Western books. It seems that you have no experience in teaching your children."

so?

The blonde butler didn't understand this sentence very much.

Qin Mo seemed to be designing a plan and said to himself: "You still have to feed me, the little tiger is still young."

Blonde butler:...Young Master, since you have made a decision, why do you still ask me for advice?

What's more, what is a little tiger still young?

You are the same age!

"In addition, change my breakfast for milk in the future." Qin Mo said this without any expression on his little face.

The blonde butler was confused: "Young Master, don't you like drinking milk?"

Chairman An also mentioned this in the kitchen that the young master prefers Chinese food and does not like the fishy smell and milk foam, so he rarely drinks it.

Why do you suddenly need to change breakfast?

Qin Mo paused his fingers when he heard the question from the blonde butler.

What else can be done.

For three centimeters.

"Little Master?" The blonde butler looked sideways and asked again.

Qin Mo's expression was very light: "From today, I like it."

The blonde butler was silent and thought to himself that their young master was really unpredictable.

At this moment, a tiger-like little breast sound suddenly came from my ears.

"vast and lonely!"

The young blonde butler turned his head and it was Miss Nine.

Qin Mo also saw the little tiger coming over with his two claws holding hot water, and raised his eyes to give the blonde butler a look.

The blonde butler did a very good job of doing this. His eyes flashed when he touched him, and his comprehension ability was very strong.

No, he has a lot of things to tell Chairman An, he has to calm down and summarize!

Bo Jiu in the study didn't know what was going on, so he shook his little tail and watched her little princess finish drinking the hot water she brought over.

What comes out of my heart is infinite satisfaction.

Yesterday, Momo didn’t drink the things she brought, but today he can’t resist.

This is a good phenomenon.

I believe that soon, her little princess will agree to buy her for her.

It's simply delicious.

Qin Mo drank the hot water in the cup and his throat felt much more comfortable.

Let’s look at the little tiger wagging its tail in front of him.

He completely denied the proposal of the young housekeeper just now.

The little tiger is already very good at taking care of him and does not need to develop any independent abilities.

It’s just that there is nothing that has not developed as Qin Mo thought.

After watching him finish taking the medicine, Xiao Laohu suggested going home. While shaking his tail, he said, "Mom is back, and she must be entangled by her father again. I have to go and be cute, otherwise my mother will worry."

Although I know that what Xiaohu said is correct.

But he originally planned to teach her to write.

In this way, I can only be in the study myself.

Qin Mo told himself that this was nothing, but it was a little quieter.

After seeing the little princess nod, Bo Jiu stood next to the desk, picked up the brush placed on it, looked at his face sideways, half hidden at the intersection of light and shadow.

It seems like someone needs a hug.

Bo Jiu couldn't help thinking about this, and the force was stronger. The man hugged him, but the brush he made also fell off, and the other end successfully brushed across Qin Mo's face.

A second embarrassment.

Bo Jiu began to realize that he seemed too rough and had stretched out his claws to scratch his ears.

The little princess will definitely call her name again.

Unexpectedly, the man just glanced at her, then pulled out a piece of paper and wiped her dirty face.

The more this happens, the more guilty and panic Bo Xiaohu feels.

Qin Mo was clear, what he raised and what he raised was not what he raised, so he naturally had two attitudes.

He should teach what he raises slowly.

"Don't rush over like this in the future."

Bo Jiu nodded and said, "Momo, can you stop practicing calligraphy first?"

"What?" After Qin Mo wiped his face, he felt like a little prince.

Bo Jiu grabbed his hand: "I want to take you to meet my parents. Yesterday you took care of me all night, so I have to tell my dad."

With historic progress, what to do next, she still has to learn from her father.

Qin Mo paused after hearing her words.

She will definitely come here often after thinking about it.

In terms of etiquette, we should indeed say hello to Uncle Bo and the others.

If Mr. An knew about this, he would definitely be laughing again.

After all, when did his grandson take the initiative to visit whom?

Now I was moved by the little tiger with one or two words.

It's really a miracle.

But today Qin Mo is not like staying alone in the study.

I didn't think this was anything like this before.

Maybe there is a little tiger around me.

Suddenly, I felt that the study was deserted.

After finding a reason to convince yourself.
To be continued...
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