No. 1877

So Master Qin, who is so cold and aloof, never wanted to stand up.

Which boy would be happy to be shorter than a little tiger?

This is one of the reasons why he asked her to stay away from him.

But Bo Jiu didn't know.

She had to take off her clothes before taking a shower.

Now Mo Mo was here, and she couldn't just roll around like a little tiger and take off her clothes.

This was not good, and it would make Mo Mo misunderstand her more.

After all, she was still very shy and reserved.

But she couldn't unzip the zipper behind her.

This was the disadvantage of having short arms.

She had just jumped for a long time, but couldn't pull the zipper all the way down. When she was at home, she either rolled around to take it off, or her mother helped her take it off.

Today, she could only trouble her future pet.

"Help me pull this down."

As Bo Jiu said this, he turned his little body to the side, and wagged his tail obediently.

The zipper was halfway pulled up, and because it was a clumsy little old axe pajamas, it was impossible to see without careful observation.

Now because of her action.

Qin Mo also saw the white and tender little back, and suddenly his ears turned red, and he tilted his head: "Bo, Xiao, Jiu."

"What?" Bo Jiu turned his head and saw the little prince-like person, with a thin layer of pink on his face, so cute.

He couldn't help it, so he stretched out his hand to hug the man's waist, and said angrily: "Mo Mo, you are shy again, don't be shy."

Bang.

The blue veins on Qin Mo's forehead were completely broken.

He watched the little tiger pick him up from the chair and put him down again.

A breath was completely blocked in his chest.

"Bo, Xiao, Jiu!"

Bo Jiu scratched his ears: "I'm here, I'm here."

Qin Mo didn't want to talk when he saw her like that. Which boy likes to be hugged by a girl.

His dignity as a boy, really...

Qin Mo adjusted his breathing, again and again, until the little face became aloof and noble again.

"It's such a simple truth that men and women should not touch each other. You should know it. Don't let men zip you up in the future, even if you are a child."

When Qin Mo said this, he didn't look so old-fashioned, probably because his face was too good-looking.

Bo Jiu nodded as if listening to a lecture, and then said: "I know, but Mo Mo, you are not other boys. It's okay for you to zip me up. We will sleep together in the future."

Who will sleep with you.

Qin Mo pressed his aching forehead.

Looking at her tiger pajamas that were about to fall apart.

He shouldn't be soft-hearted, and he shouldn't let this person sleep here.

I don't know if it's too late to throw her back.

But he also heard what he said just now. There was no one at the Bo family.

Her cough has not been cured, and she is so stupid that she even staggers when she walks.

Bo Jiu didn't know what her pet was thinking. Her little finger poked there, as if her back was a little itchy.

After Qin Mo saw her action, his eyes fell there, probably because of the material of the pajamas.

After the zipper is opened, it will be a little prickly.

So the white little back was a little red from being pricked.

Qin Mo frowned when he saw this, and pressed down the claws of the person who always wanted to be naughty. His tone returned to a cold and impatient tone: "Don't scratch it again, just this time, zip it up yourself next time."

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