Qin Mo had expected that his grandfather would ask him about this, and put down the knife and fork in his hand and said, "It's not a young wife, but Bo Xiaojiu will be raised by me in the future. Grandpa can go to Bo's house to talk. When she has no food to eat, she will come here to eat. There is always no one in their family."

"Huh?" Old Master An couldn't help laughing after hearing this. He wanted to raise children for others, and he still didn't admit it.

He knows about his grandson.

There should be no feelings in that aspect.

Let's talk about how old it is.

Maybe I like that little tiger too much.

Love between relatives.

At that time, Mr. An didn't know.

The raising that Mr. Qin said is really being raised.

The two villains naturally formed a pile.

Bo Xiaohu likes to play games. Every time he arrives at An’s house, he always wears a set of Xiaohu pajamas and crawls around.

Owls occasionally fall on the treetops.

Bo Xiao Laohu looked at Princess Qin who was still playing chess with him.

The round eyes turned, ran downstairs and went up to the wall.

The young blonde butler stood below and whispered in English: "Miss Jiu, come down quickly, it's too dangerous."

Bo Jiu didn't listen.

The blonde butler really had no choice but to use his trump card: "Young Master is here."

Bo Xiaohu's ears first stood up, then looked down, and saw that no one was there, his mouth curled up: "Brother butler, you are so naughty again, where is the little princess?"

Blonde butler:...who is it!!

Bo Jiu is still struggling there.

Little did they know that someone there had long seen a scene.

After sighing softly, he reached out to pinch his eyebrows, and his cold little face showed helplessness.

Then he walked to the tree and stood tall: "Down."

Bo Xiaohu paused on his back, reached out and scratched his face, facing the voice's master.

A month has passed.

I don’t know if the milk Qin Mo drank worked.

At this time, he was as tall as Bo Jiu.

When I stood there, my momentum became much stronger.

"Momo, there is an owl here. I came up because it was so bored that it was trying to get it to the ground to take it to play with it."

The blonde butler listened from the side, looking up at the sky, and all such excuses could come out, and the owl said it would not take the blame!

Qin Mo was already used to the skin of a little tiger, stretched out his hands and repeated it with a cold face: "Down."

Unsuccessful in acting cute.

Bo Xiaohu could only hold the tree and slid down with the trend.

Qin Mo hugged the person. Although he was the same size as himself, when he hugged Bo Jiu, he looked like a big brother, probably because of his temperament.

The butler wanted to help, but he looked at him with a look.

The young master who raises children is really afraid.

Qin Mo took the leaves away from the little tiger's head, and his voice was very faint: "I didn't say that I should always climb trees and climb over the wall."

"Can't control it." Bo Jiu was very honest.

Qin Mo paused and didn't say anything.

The blonde butler was particularly interested in knowing what his young master thought.

If anyone can make the young master helpless, there will be no other person except Miss Jiu.

These days, Miss Jiu changed her teeth, and half of her little face was bulging.

Their young master took people from Bo's house every day and watched her brush her teeth and wash her face.

The blonde butler just wanted to say that his father had never been so careful when he raised him.

Is this the cultural differences between the CCP in the West?

Even raising children is different?

Soon, when the young blonde butler met other oriental families, he understood a truth.

Raising children like the young master is definitely the only one!

For example, if you look ordinary, there will definitely be no conversation below.

Qin Mo: "Bo Xiaojiu."

Bo Jiu: "Hmm?"

Qin Mo: "Open your mouth."

Bo Jiu: "Momo, my teeth don't hurt so much. Can you avoid taking medicine?"

Qin Mo: "No."

Bo Jiu: "Then can I kiss you after taking the medicine?"

Qin Mo: "Yes."

Their young master basically uses color to coax people like this every day.

From the beginning, "Bo Xiaojiu, if you kiss me randomly, I will throw you out through the window."

Until now, Miss Nine has made any intimate moves to him.

When there was no one over the Bo family.

Miss Jiu will stay here.

Every time the young master takes care of the other party.

As one of the parties involved, Bo Xiaohu did not agree with this.

It was clearly she taking care of Momo.

Momo is afraid of the darkness and doesn't like thunder.

She slept next to her, could hold him, and show her boyfriend power.

For this.

After hearing this, Little William couldn't help but speak, "Nine, think clearly, the place where my dad shot this time is a tropical rainforest. Are you really not going?"

How could that little demon in the East be afraid of the dark?

Jiu must have been deceived by him again!

"Tropical Rainforest?" Bo Xiaohu lowered his head and pulled his own keyboard: "Okay, I'll go back that day, I'll go."

Little William immediately said: "Just outside the country, you can come back in four hours."

It was indeed four hours.

But as soon as you hit things, time is out of control.

As usual, Qin Mo appeared at Bo's house at 4 pm and took Bo Xiaojiu, who had to complete the task every day, to go home for dinner.

Unexpectedly, the person was not there.

The person who is there is Mr. Bo.

He seemed to be planning to go out.

She wore a black coat with a hooded one and also wore leather gloves on her hands.

His image of eating soft food does not match at all.

"Uncle Bo." It seems that no matter what Mr. Bo looks like, Qin Mo can maintain his politeness.

After seeing Qin Mo outside the door, Mr. Bo smiled with one hand on the door frame. No matter how he looked at it, he said, "Come to pick up Jiu? She is not here today and goes out with little William. Are you angry?"

Qin Mo paused, his voice was very light: "No."

"Oh?" Mr. Bo chuckled and raised his eyebrows: "Then I'll let Jiu play outside for a while."

Qin Mo nodded casually.

He walked back to the villa with a scarf.

I want to continue to finish the checkers just now.

But when I saw the keyboard on the sofa, I felt a little irritated.
To be continued...