Bo Xiaohu's eyes were wide open, and he looked serious and looked very serious: "I praise my little princess because he is so good. For example, what my father doesn't know, he knows. His mother says he has a bookish spirit, unlike his father who can't even pretend. Not only does he feed me food, he also tells me stories before going to bed and teaches me to write calligraphy. Dad, you won't write."

In the yard surrounded by white fences, Mr. Bo threw the motorcycle into the yard casually, and it was not as scattered as an adult: "Mr. Jiu is too much. What does it mean to pretend? I am a doctoral student at least, understand?"

"I bought it." Bo Xiaohu sat on his neck, grabbed his hair, and lowered his eyes: "Dad, don't talk about this anymore. I want face too. After all, my mother always says that I look like you."

Mr. Bo yawned and smiled evilly: "It's not good for me? The little ice cube of Qin's family probably won't even be able to turn over a wall, so it's so boring."

Bo Xiao Laohu blinked: "Momo would not do anything like climbing over the wall."

"Is that right?" Mr. Bo clicked the black cut on his wrist, and projected from above, a small ice cube climbed over the wall.

There is a camera in front of the Bo family, which is why, even if there is no one at home, Mr. Bo can go out and do something with confidence.

It is because it can monitor in real time 24 hours a day.

After seeing the picture, Bo Xiaohu made a secret decision that he must not let the little princess overturn the wall in the future, which is too dangerous.

I was interrupted by Mr. Bo.

Bo Xiao Laohu almost forgot to give it to him.

Fortunately, after changing her pajamas, she remembered it again and ran to the next room.

Mr. Bo was lying horizontally on the sofa.

Bo Xiaohu knew that this was his father's habit. When his mother was not around, he liked to sleep like this, like a cheetah who was ready to get up at any time.

"Dad, I give this to you and mom." Bo Xiaohu put the amulet in Mr. Bo's palm.

Mr. Bo raised his eyebrows and put them on directly. He was not superstitious, but the Bo family did have this kind of origin.

One thing is indeed correct.

Jiu Tai is suitable for taking over his class.

Even this road is difficult to walk.

But it seems that's it.

Some people are destined to take on the responsibility you have to bear as soon as they are born.

Mr. Bo half leaned against the sofa, and Jiu was the sweet princess who knew nothing.

Maybe he would do his best to make her not know anything.

But their Ninth Master has been interested in small keyboards since he was a child and is very smart.

Most importantly, she likes it.

Mr. Bo stood up, his eyes dark.

It was because of this figure that Qin Mo gave up the idea of ​​sending the butler to call Bo Xiao Laohu back.

There is an adult in the Bo family.

It seems that he has no reason to worry about someone anymore.

Qin Mo turned his head and glanced at his hand.

He thought she would be the first to discover his injury.

But, not.

Look at the snacks brought back from China.

Qin Mo's eyes became deeper and he reached out to press the light in the bedroom.

I don’t want to deal with the wound and don’t even want to sleep.

Probably the jet lag hasn't reversed yet.

Through the moonlight, you can still see that Qin Mo was lying on the bed like a little prince, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

In fact, his eyes were opened when he reached out and couldn't touch a small stove.

"Why did I come back so early?"

This idea appeared for a while and never stopped again.

There are some things that we hope will develop in this way.

But things often become impermanent.

There are too many things that are not expected.

Qin Mo knew what insomnia was for the first time, but due to family tutoring etiquette, he would not turn it over and over again.

Just a pair of eyes, looking at the position next to him, the likes of a little tiger probably are different from his.

His favorite is to possess a person.

And she is not.

If so, nothing makes sense.

It is obvious that you should do this according to your own personality.

But when you want to raise a little tiger too much, there is no question of whether you have a personality or not.

Since she is still young, she doesn't understand what the difference is.

Then he will teach her slowly.

After thinking about this, Qin Mo decided to keep a little tiger colder tomorrow.

She is always disobedient.

Of course, if a little tiger comes to him tomorrow, he cannot be too cold, and he cannot take his anger. Even if he really loses his mind after hearing what William said.

But as long as a little tiger comes to him and reconcile, nothing is left.

The night gradually deepened.

Probably no one expected it at that time.

Some things are not done in time.

You may regret it later.

I don’t know when fog started to rise outside.

The suitcase that Mr. Bo brought over suddenly rang out.

This made him, who had not been asleep, suddenly open his eyes.

There is a tracking setting inside, and once the target is locked, a sound will be made.

Without delaying any time, the small suitcase unlocked and opened it to a screen, with something similar to a keyboard underneath.

The slender and fair fingers just knocked on them twice.

The ordinary and unconventional screen was replaced with the most accurate locking line map.

After using the keyboard buttons to enlarge the map.

The face, which had always been handsome and evil, suddenly turned pale.

Mr. Bo, who has always been sure of everything, no longer felt lazy and lazy at this time, and he didn't even wear a coat. He lifted up his suitcase and rushed out the door.

Bo Xiaohu, who heard the noise, walked out in a daze, rubbed his eyes and asked, "Dad, where are you going?"

Dad hasn't been out at night.

It was just like this, and even the back was emitting something that was said, never before.

Hearing Bo Xiaohu's voice, the slender figure paused for a moment, then turned around, freed a hand, rubbed Bo Jiu's head: "I'll go pick up Mrs. Bo."

"Mom?" Bo Xiaohu knew that his mother was on a business trip. Didn't he say he would come back a few days later? But it would be better to come back early. In this way, after his father had a mother, he would be a little more restrained. With his mother by his father's side, he would not do something too dangerous.

The little Bo Jiu will always remember that day.

Because it was that day.

The Bo family has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It was very cold outside.

But Mr. Bo doesn't seem to feel anything at all.

Even though he was riding a motorcycle without any defense, his side face still showed no expression.

Those eyes seemed to be stained with endless blackness.

He never expected that the group of people would appear in that place.

The city where Mrs. Bo is on a business trip.

This would not be a coincidence.

There is no such coincidence!

When the old butler received the call from his master, it was early the next morning. He had never heard the sound of his master, with a chill and no emotion at all: "Please take Jiu back to the castle."

"That lady..." The old housekeeper knew that his wife was on a business trip. The master once said that he wanted to trick his wife back to the castle, and he also thought about a scene where he suddenly inherited some inheritance from his grandfather, so he let him disguise himself as a lawyer to discuss.
To be continued...