At seven o'clock.

This is usually the point.

Qin Mo would take Bo Jiu out for a walk.

Of course, raise a little tiger and let the air out after dinner.

But today, Qin Mo did not go out, but sat in the study room with a book in his hand.

After turning a few pages, I raised my eyes and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

Eight o'clock.

If someone can come back at 8 o'clock.

He won't pursue this point of not listening to him.

Qin Mo never felt that time had been so long.

Seven o'clock, seven o'clock.

Eight o'clock.

It's half past eight.

He overturned the previous setting and changed his mind to wait until the little tiger was 9 o'clock.

Nine o'clock,

The street lights outside the window were on.

The Christmas tree is as beautiful as ever.

But Qin Mo was no longer in the mood to appreciate it.

After taking the book upstairs, the young housekeeper looked at the little side face of Bingfeng, and was frightened. He quickly took out his cell phone and read a few pages of fantasy cultivation novels.

It started raining outside.

The lights in the Bo family are still dim.

Bo Jiu didn't know that because of this, her little princess got angry. After returning home, she saw that the light was not on, so she automatically started walking towards An's house.

She no longer climbed over the wall because there were too many obstacles outside.

Carrying the mushrooms she dug in the jungle, he walked to the main entrance.

Seeing Bo Jiu appear, the young housekeeper quickly asked someone to go upstairs.

When Qin Mo heard the sound, he was lying on the bed and was not sleeping, but his little face was obviously not a little colder than usual.

Bo Jiu turned around and looked at the young housekeeper, blinking his tiger eyes.

The young housekeeper motioned for her to go over.

In fact, there is no need to indicate this, Bo Jiu also went back to this point.

She also brought back the mushrooms she picked.

"Momo, I brought you a gift."

No one responded.

Bo Jiu scratched his face, took another step forward, sat by the bed for a while, and then ran into the bathroom with a slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight s

When he came out again, he had already changed into Xiao Laohu's pajamas, then poured a glass of milk, put on his toes and took the book "One Thousand and One Nights" on the bookshelf and delivered it to Qin Mo.

A pair of tiger eyes with round black eyes has always been direct: "Momo, are you angry?"

Qin Mo had no intention of paying attention to this person at all.

After all, a little tiger always doesn't listen to him.

Seeing this, Bo Jiu shook the tiger's tail, leaned over and kissed Qin Mo's face.

Why did he ignore others?

Qin Mo turned his head, his voice still fainted: "Is the tropical rainforest good?"

How did Momo know where she went?

Bo Xiao Laohu was confused for a moment, and then said, "It's fun, it's just indifferent."

After hearing this, Qin Mo finally felt less irritable and careless: "Let me tell me in advance next time I asked the kitchen to make you a bean bag, and it was all wasted."

When Bo Xiaohu heard this, he felt guilty and his head lowered.

Qin Mo continued: "It's not that you won't let you play, but don't go so far next time, okay, go to bed."

I have to say that the scheming thing is definitely developed since childhood.

Young Master Qin now knows how to raise someone and can retreat to advance.

Bo Xiao Laohu was already beginning to examine himself.

When I raised my eyes, I saw Qin Mo's little lonely back.

One of them reached out and hugged the other person's waist and swore seriously: "I will take Momo everywhere I go from now on."

Qin Mo paused for a moment, then said "hmm".

Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Bo Xiaohu felt even more guilty.

Little did he know that Qin Mo, who was leaning back to back, had already dissipated the chill in his eyes, and there was something else, so he sat up from the bed.

Bo Xiaohu thought he was still angry with him and followed him behind him.

After walking a few steps, he realized that he opened the drawer and drew a pack of potato chips that he had prepared for her before.

"Momo, don't you not eat these things?"

Qin Mo spoke at this time, with a very light voice: "You are not here, I'm worried that you will be hungry and have no supper."

When he said this.

The young butler happened to come in with a fruit plate.

Every night, the young master would feed Miss Jiu two bites of fruit because Miss Jiu likes to eat meat too much.

In the words of the young master, I am afraid that my child will not be able to keep up with the vitamins, so I simply use fruits to supplement it.

I just heard this sentence and thought to myself, Young Master, you would go against your will.

Miss Nine went out with Director William and the others, how could she be so hungry?

It is clear that Miss Jiu went to play with others and didn't play with you, and she was in a bad mood and had no appetite.

However, as a qualified butler, even if he is young, he still knows how to say such things.

However, Bo Xiaohu is born with a strong sense of substitution.

His round eyes looked out the window.

It was raining outside.

When she came back just now, it was thunder.

These are the things that the little princess dislikes the most.

Bo Xiaohu knew about it when he had a meal at home.

The little princess didn't even eat supper because she didn't even eat it.

But she was playing outside for a day.

Bo Xiaohu felt completely guilty, stretched out his two little claws, hugged Qin Mo who was standing at the table from behind, and his tail was still shaking: "Momo, I was wrong."

Seeing this, Qin Mo felt that it was almost done and said directly: "Bo Xiaojiu, if you want to go out to play with others, don't play with me anymore, do you know?"

"I know, I'll be obedient in the future." Bo Xiaohu shook his tail again and spoke very seriously.

Qin Mo turned his eyes and rolled her hair with his fingers: "I will forgive you this time."

Bo Xiaohu nodded. In order to show that he was very well-behaved, he didn't need Qin Mo to urge him. He took a shower in advance. After it came out, he lay beside him, with a pair of tiger eyes listening to Qin Mo read her bedtime story.

I have to say.

Young Master Qin’s method is very effective.

Because the next day, when William came over with the basketball in his arms.

Bo Xiaohu refused him decisively: "Don't go."

Little William had a red face and was full of expectations for today's basketball court date. After all, he had already understood that little demon in the East.

The other party doesn't like this kind of sweating exercise at all.

So it is impossible to go out with Jiu.

Then he can be alone with Jiu again.

Unexpectedly!

"Didn't we make an appointment?" Little William's red hair became wilted.
To be continued...