Qin Mo narrowed his eyes and was as cold as a prince: "When did you make an appointment?"
"The day after tomorrow." Bo Jiu knew everything about his little princess.
Qin Mo seemed to see the desire to go out to eat hamburgers in her eyes. After rolling up her sleeves for others, he said inadvertently: "Your cold should be cured the day after tomorrow, and you can go and eat it."
Bo Jiu was even happier after hearing this sentence, and his pair of tiger eyes were bright: "Momo, do you want to go with me?"
Her father said that if you want to support the other person, you must show some sincerity and communicate with each other with emotion.
Bo Jiu thought about it and still felt that eating meat outside can best increase the other person's favor, besides sleeping.
Little did he know that Qin Mo was waiting for her words, and he curled his lips: "Okay."
Have you agreed?
Bo Jiu blinked his eyes, even a little unbelievable.
After all, Momo was very repulsive last night and wanted to throw her out through the window.
Why is it different today?
Sure enough, my dad said that.
A sleep can increase your feelings.
Bo Jiu was happy there for a while.
When I realized it, I found that Princess Qin was wiping her hands.
It seemed that after being by his side, she became cleaner.
This should be the close-to-ink Hei who my dad taught her before.
When he was a child, Bo Jiu had extremely powerful understanding ability.
So much so that Qin Mo always had a headache to correct her understanding of Chinese characters.
The young blonde butler was already ready to come together today and prepare to send Miss Jiu back to the opposite side.
After all, he had just eavesdropped on the young master's very restrained voice and said, "Bo Xiaojiu."
What he never dreamed of was.
The young master not only did not ask him to send the person away.
After breakfast came, she naturally peeled an egg for Miss Jiu who was sitting opposite him.
The most unacceptable thing is.
He also blew the bowl of porridge on his hand and pushed it to the opposite side.
Wait a moment.
The blonde butler began to recall the spiritual Chinese culture he had learned about online.
It seems that the protagonist in it wouldn't do that either.
The young master doesn’t seem to be taking care of his peers, but rather raising children.
No, not right.
More attentive than raising children.
Because they have the same rule to raise children, which is to cultivate children's self-care ability.
Things like peeling eggs and blowing porridge cool will never happen to them!
I don't know if he accidentally failed to control his rich expression.
The young master who was eating Xiaolongbao raised his eyes and glanced at him.
The blonde butler was shocked and immediately stood up with a tray, turning into a standard standing posture.
Qin Mo then took his eyes back and lowered his head and took a bite of the small bun on the bamboo chopsticks.
Bo Jiu hasn't had such a sumptuous breakfast for a long time, but there is one thing that is ashamed to say. She likes to eat with a spoon, and there are not many opportunities to use chopsticks.
So when I stretched out my chopsticks to pick up the small bun, my movements were a little clumsy.
It was clipped off.
The second clip fell off again.
The third time, Bo Xiaohu simply poked it with chopsticks, poked it up, and then let it whimper, put it all in his mouth.
Chapter completed!