The blonde butler always thinks it.
Their young master is still a little disappointed.
Could it be that the gap between Chinese and Western cultures is too big?
He can't find a better adjective?
It’s because Miss Jiu is not around the young master today, so I always feel that the tall little back is a little different from other times.
It's right to think about it.
This is usually the time.
What is the young master doing?
She was either helping Miss Jiu roll the corners of her clothes, or putting a scarf for Miss Jiu, or just buckled her hat and deliberately preventing Miss Jiu from seeing the road, just to make her less naughty, and obediently let the young master walk with her hand.
But today, none of these young masters did it.
When I walked forward, I always felt a little bit like that. How did I say that sentence in Chinese? I forgot, it was just a lonely shadow anyway.
It was also at this time.
A headlight suddenly shone.
Only then did Qin Mo realize that it was already dark.
I turned my head to look, but the car was parked at Bo's house.
But that car was obviously not from the Bo family.
Just as Qin Mo's eyebrows flicked slightly.
The car door was suddenly pushed open, and a little tiger jumped out of it, shouting "Momo, Momo."
He rushed towards him.
Because I was so happy, Bo Xiaohu even forgot about controlling his strength, and accidentally threw Qin Mo to the ground again.
"Momo, why are you here?" The big tiger's eyes were round and black, and the joy could not be concealed.
Qin Mo did not correct her strength. For the first time, he didn't say Bo Xiaojiu, don't rush over at any time, but turned his head and put his hand on her waist. Perhaps it was to enjoy such a long time of separation and reunion that he wanted the two of them to get closer.
But he didn't want people to see his emotions, so he simply buried his head directly on the shoulders of a little tiger, but his voice was faint: "I'm just back."
The first time Bo Xiaohu saw her little princess Qin so proactive, and she was a little shy.
He was so happy that he took out the amulet she asked for from the master, and without thinking, he pulled a red thread and put it around his neck.
"Momo, a gift for you."
Qin Mo said "um", and that voice sounded nothing.
But the young blonde butler could see the subtle differences when he saw it.
The smile on the young master's face was too obvious.
Are you that happy?
And don’t think that the word "hmm" by the young master is nothing.
Except for Miss Jiu, he would keep things for him.
If others give it to him, he will politely refuse.
And the person who only gives the gift is Miss Jiu.
No matter what small stones, wild mushrooms, and that huge piggy bank is it.
Such inconspicuous things were placed in the most conspicuous place in the room by the young master, and it was impossible for others to touch them.
But the young master likes to ask him questions like this, such as: "Where did you buy this tiger piggy bank? It's rare to be so big."
The young master always replied calmly: "I gave it to me by a little tiger."
In fact, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised.
At that time, the young housekeeper had inexplicably got why the young master placed these things in the most conspicuous place.
It's clearly showing off.
Now it seems that the young master has another thing to show off.
The two little people hugged on the ground for a long time.
Bo Xiaohu was still instructing: "Momo, the amulet cannot be left, otherwise it will not work. Momo, you must listen to me in this regard, well, obedient..."
At the end, Bo Xiaohu reached out and touched Qin Mo's head.
Grandpa, the housekeeper, is not here.
In addition to the driver and bodyguard, there was another person in the car, William Little.
He always feels that nine has a characteristic.
It is after seeing that little demon in the east, he can always automatically block everyone around him.
Little William followed, shouted Bo Jiu, and said, "Jiu, we will make an appointment with another place tomorrow, and Uncle Bo will come to my house to sleep. Grandpa, the housekeeper, said, don't be alone at home."
After hearing this, Bo Xiaohu didn't feel anything.
This is what William said the most in the past two days.
When did Bo Xiaohu listen to it?
But the moment Qin Mo saw Little William, his eyes darkened.
A little tiger got out of William's car.
Also, sleep... sleep?
This was the first time Qin Mo felt the feeling of being pressed by a big stone in his chest.
Angry? Disappointed? Angry?
Probably all of them are there.
That's why Qin Mo couldn't help it. Before William could say anything, he pulled Bo Xiaohu off his body. No one paid any attention and directly pulled someone's wrist and walked into An's house.
The strength is somewhat uncontrollable.
But Qin Mo didn't understand.
She was obviously pulled up by brute force.
Why do he feel the fingers hurt?
The place where I was scratched after climbing over the wall just now seemed to be on fire, and it started to burn.
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It was like something was ignited between his chest.
He thought she would listen to him and would not go out with anyone again.
He admitted that his possessiveness was simply abnormal.
As an ordinary child, how could he not play with others?
But Qin Mo just couldn't control some of the thoughts, such as he kept thinking that this was the little tiger he raised.
The little tiger should only look at him and play with him, not be able to have fun with others.
He only raised such a little tiger and had no interest in others.
Since he can do it, a little tiger should do it too.
But not only was she unobedient, she was also so close to that little William.
When Qin Mo looked down, he was calming his emotions, but he couldn't calm him down.
"Bo Xiaojiu, how many times have I said that you are a girl, can't girls even be reserved?"
Bo Xiao Laohu carefully put a small face: "I'm very reserved."
"You pounce on someone when you see it. Are you reserved?" Qin Mo knew that this was venting his anger, but he just couldn't control it.
Bo Xiaohu's round eyes were a little gray: "Momo, if you don't like me like this, I won't beat you up in the future."
"You have said this more than once, and you will listen to me well." Qin Mo said this, his fingers drooped, and his voice became a little chill: "Forget it, why should I tell you this? Bo Xiaojiu, I said, if you play with others, don't play with me."
After Yu Luo, Qin Mo turned around and walked towards the stairs.
Bo Xiaohu subconsciously wanted to hug the person.
"Don't always use this trick." Qin Mo turned his head, his small handsome face was also cold: "If you want to play with others, just play with others, I don't want to worry about you anymore."
Bo Xiaohu was still a little hurt after hearing that: "I didn't say I asked you to care about me. I'm too strict with you. I'm just naughty, and I'm not doing bad things."
When Qin Mo heard this, he never spoke again and went upstairs directly.
The young blonde butler was stunned when he watched from the side.
After all, he had never seen these two villains quarrel.
You should know that Miss Jiu and Young Master are good, so people always think that they are a pair of biological brothers and sisters.
After all, when the young master treated Miss Jiu, he always used habits as the standard, so that he did not get angry about anything Miss Jiu did.
At most, he frowned his eyebrows and lowered his eyes to clean up Miss Jiu.
In addition to giving gifts to the young master, Miss Jiu always feels like she has to take care of the young master. Miss Jiu does things like pouring water and bringing fruits at home.
This is really the first time, two people quarreled.
The young blonde butler wants to say something.
Bo Xiao Laohu had long been unable to listen. He stood there, no longer stubbornly, his little head was lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Then he lifted the keyboard and walked outward.
The whole process was wilted.
She also thought about whether she was too enthusiastic sometimes.
But she thought Momo liked it.
Otherwise Momo wouldn't let her mess around.
She knew she was very naughty.
But, they have been in charge for so long.
Why does he say that he doesn't care about himself?
Can you be a little creditworthy?
Bo Xiaohu was angry and threw the keyboard in his hand, intending to stop it.
But as soon as I finished falling, I remembered the scene where the person removed the keyboard for it and then reorganized it. I ran back and picked up the keyboard on the ground.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Bo supported his motorcycle and raised his helmet upwards. He whistled very coolly, and he was lazy and lazy: "Who made our Jiu Ye angry?"
"I will never play with the little princess again. He doesn't like me at all." Bo Xiaohu held the keyboard and his mouth was pursed into a line.
Before Mr. Bo could speak.
Bo Xiao Laohu spoke again: "Dad, can I kidnap Princess Qin? Anyway, he won't like me. After kidnap, he might fall in love over time."
Mr. Bo tilted his helmet and knocked it on Bo Xiaohu's head: "If you want your dad to be wanted by the whole world, then kidnap your little princess."
"What should I do then? Alas, I'm really irritable." Bo Xiaohu leaned his head and lowered his voice again: "I haven't seen Momo for a long time, but Momo said that I'm not reserved and shouldn't always throw myself down."
Mr. Bo, who is used to being a daughter's emotional counselor, agrees a little, his voice is still careless, and his leather jacket and jeans are very cool: "You shouldn't be so proactive. Just the little ice cube of the Qin family should be hanging him."
"You are not allowed to say bad things about Momo." Bo Xiaohu is still very protective of his calf: "If you want to say it, I will say it."
Mr. Bo:...Is this daughter still kissed?
"Okay, Master Jiu, let's talk about anything tomorrow." Mr. Bo reached out and took the little tiger up and put it on his neck: "Go home and go to bed."
After Bo Xiaohu nodded, he seemed to remember something again. He grabbed her father's hair with one hand and took out another amulet from his small pocket of his coat with the other hand; "Dad."
Mr. Bo: "I refuse to listen to your praises to your little princess again."
Chapter completed!