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One thousand one hundred and five, desert nine, pillow

As if he noticed Qin Mo looking at him, Bo Jiu turned his eyes and had a piece of flesh in his mouth. He looked good, but when he raised his eyebrows, he looked a little evil.
Qin Mo didn't say anything. Seeing that she couldn't take action after eating, she just looked at the salt-salted shrimp on the table.
Probably nothing was thought of, so he picked up a big prawn and put it on the plate. He picked up the shell with his slender and fair fingers, leaving only the shrimps, and then placed them in the boy's bowl.
Qin Mo made these actions naturally expensive and natural.
No matter how shocked the international director was, he didn't say anything, but only sighed in his heart that some people can really subvert their character when they talk about love.
However, the next second, his view changed again.
Because when a boy still wants to eat meat.
Qin Mo reached out to stop Bo Jiu's movements, then put two green vegetables in her bowl, raised his eyebrows, and understood the meaning. If he didn't eat it, there would be a physics test paper waiting.
Bo Jiu felt that the handsome god was not handsome, and it was divided into two stages.
When she peeled shrimps for her, she was very handsome and looked very touching.
Now……
Bo Jiu looked at the two vegetables and lowered his head to bite them, and his heart was a little sweet.
Unexpectedly, her pet has lost its amnesia, and her things have not changed.
She doesn't like eating vegetables either.
People stand at the top of the food chain and don’t eat meat, I’m sorry for themselves, right?
Obviously, the great gods when they were young didn't understand this truth.
This is why every time I feed her, I mash the leaves in her bowl and let her eat them with rice.
At that time, she was picky about food and didn't eat vegetables.
My father couldn't do anything to her, no one else was the little devil in the world.
Later, when my father saw that she was no longer so picky, he even pulled the great god from his childhood to thank him for a long time.
But the great god has been cold since he was a child, but he is polite: "Uncle Bo, just leave her to me to raise in the future."
She still remembered that her father paused there and then laughed: "I have to ask her own opinions."
"What else can she have to say besides eating?"
I have to say that the great gods when I was a child were also very sarcastic.
But at that time, she really had no objection.
She had long wanted to keep her pet in her arms, and of course she would not miss such an opportunity.
Although he was the one who raised her in the end, if you think about it carefully, she was also lying on firewood and tasting her gall.
She understands the truth that the moon is first obtained when she is close to the water. No matter how young she is, she still understands it.
Moreover, I didn’t know why at that time, and I always thought the things he fed him were delicious.
Perhaps it was because every time I carefully pressed the egg yolks and vegetables into the bowl for her, and then stirred the new rice porridge, making the boy she drank was very cute.
That's why she's not picky about food.
The ancients said that beautiful and delicious food is reasonable.
For example, now, if she looks at the face of the great god, she can eat two more bowls of rice.
In this way, I accidentally ate too much supper.
After going upstairs, Bo Jiu realized that the great god had said that he would stay here for three days to let her sleep in the same bed with him.
Although I've slept before.
But three days will be a little too long.
Is it still too late to regret now?
Bo Jiu turned around and planned to talk to the master about other conditions.
Chapter completed!
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