No. 1898

After seeing the unreliable behavior of a certain adult.

Qin Mo calmly led Little Tiger Bo to him, then reached out and rubbed her head.

Mr. Bo found this scene interesting.

This kid from the Qin family really wants to raise a child for him?

Mr. Bo raised his eyebrows slightly, then bent down and picked up his own Master Jiu; "Okay, you and your little princess may have to make an appointment in the afternoon, follow me out."

"Where to go?" Little Tiger Bo asked, and added: "Dad, you showed up at the wrong time."

Mr. Bo smiled and put him on the motorcycle: "I'm so sorry, but Master Jiu, did you forget what day of the week it is today?"

Little Tiger Bo tilted his head.

Friday.

There are always some messy programs in the university where my dad is.

Last time it was a debate, and I don't know what it will be this time.

But my dad occasionally participates, just to let my mom show up at school to cheer him up.

Little Tiger Bo knew why her father came to find her. He needed her to act cute.

But she was a little reluctant to leave her Mo Mo.

Qin Mo saw that the little tiger sitting on the motorcycle was always looking at him. In addition, he thought she was just out for a walk, and she didn't even wear a hat.

The more he looked at her, the tighter his brows frowned. He simply took off the small scarf on his neck and put it on Little Tiger Bo. Like a brother, his voice was still light: "Be good when you go out with Uncle Bo. Don't be naughty all the time. Don't take off your scarf randomly. Do you understand?"

"Yeah!" Little Tiger Bo nodded heavily.

Qin Mo turned sideways and put the mint candy in Little Tiger Bo's pocket, then raised his eyes and said to an adult: "Uncle Bo, you have to watch her. She likes to eat candy. Her teeth are not fully healed yet, so she can't eat more. This is the amount for today. Don't buy more for her. Last time, Uncle Bo bought too much. After she finished eating, she didn't sleep much all night."

Mr. Bo, a senior big kid, heard this and curled his lips. Is this kid reminding him?

After all, he is really weak in raising Jiu Ye.

However, the Qin family kid should be the one to say such things, Jiu Ye is his family.

"We won't go to the candy store this time, so we won't have the chance to buy it for her, don't worry." Mr. Bo said, striding his long legs, riding the motorcycle, holding the motorcycle, buckling the helmet, not trying to cover up his handsomeness, with the corners of his clothes flying, and there was a child sitting behind the motorcycle, which can be said to be very pleasing to the eye.

Qin Mo watched the motorcycle from near to far, until he could not see it, and then he retracted his gaze.

After hearing that Miss Jiu was taken away by Mr. Bo, the young housekeeper had a premonition that the young master's appetite would not be so good today.

Sure enough, he didn't even ask the kitchen to prepare dessert after dinner.

This time it was not that Qin Mo was in a bad mood.

It was just that someone was not there, and it was boring for him to eat these things alone.

Fortunately, grandpa said that there would be a party later and he would take him out.

Qin Mo also found something to do.

When Qin Mo followed Mr. An to attend such business-like gatherings, he always dressed like a little prince.

This was something that little William could not compare to, so even if the two met, little William could only be angry in his heart and dared not say anything.

After all, it was too deceptive.

And Jiu even specifically told him that if he met her little princess at the party, he should protect her well.

After all, her little princess was so beautiful, she was afraid that he would be in danger.

When little William heard it, he had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

In the end, there was only one sentence left to summarize.

His dad was lying to him.

What kind of girl would like him if he was strong, tall and mighty?

Wrong!

As long as the face is good-looking, other things are not important at all.

In addition, this good-looking person would act all day long and would not leave anyone a chance to live.

All the children who came to the dinner were confused by him.

This should be the purpose of the little demon coming here.

It was so infuriating. Could it be that he could not make any friends today?

Little William looked at the cold back surrounded by people.

When other kids talk, he occasionally replies one or two words, really like an iceberg.

He must know that this style is popular now, so he deliberately acts like this.

When he is in front of Jiu, he is not like this at all, and he is not so difficult to approach!

Little William really thought wrong about this matter.

The real Qin Mo is like this, polite and cold to everyone.

Only a certain little tiger.

Will make him patient to coax, and will make him like his peers, happy and unhappy.

But, he is too young.

At that time, they almost didn't understand what kind of feelings it was.

The dinner time kept getting longer.

It was extended to after eleven o'clock in the evening before it was considered to be dispersed.

At first, Qin Mo didn't care, after all, this time is not too late in China.

But at the age of five or six, he was already sleepy at this time.

When getting off the car, Qin Mo's pair of black eyes were still a little straight, until he saw the little tiger sitting at the door of his house, he suddenly woke up.

Subconsciously, he opened his coat and wrapped the little tiger in his coat: "Why are you here?"

"I'm waiting for Momo." Bo Xiaohu's chin rested on his shoulder. Seeing someone coming, even her round tiger eyes began to straighten, and her voice was even more sleepy: "I thought Momo would be back soon, but I didn't expect it to take so long, I didn't expect it to be so..."

Gradually, Bo Xiaohu closed her eyes.

It's not an exaggeration to say that she fell asleep in seconds.

Because soon Qin Mo couldn't hear the person in his arms talking, he could only hear a small breathing sound.

Qin Mo reached out and touched the person's ears, which were cold.

He picked the person up all of a sudden. Because he was holding a person of about the same size as himself, Qin Mo couldn't help but sway a little when he walked.

It was just that the driver wanted to reach out, but he avoided it.

The young housekeeper was not there.

But Mr. An was a little surprised to see the emotion of self-blame on his grandson's face.

It started from that day.

No matter what happened.

Qin Mo would come back before nine o'clock in the evening.

Even if he attended a business dinner.

After all, he was a man with children to raise.

The little tiger in his arms was chilly all over. It must have been very cold when sitting outside.

The next day, Qin Mo found an extra housekeeper, who was responsible for opening the door for the little tiger.

Qin Mo even made an extra key and put it in the little tiger's pocket.

It's not an exaggeration to say that the two children are inseparable.

Because that's not enough.

Sometimes when Qin Mo goes out, he will take such a little tiger with him, and he will take care of the child like a big brother.

Every time people see these two, they always compare their grandsons with each other.

The more they compare, the more they can see what the difference is.

From then on.

Even Angelica's group of little girls understood that they had no chance.

Almost everyone in the business circle knew that the heir of the An family and the child he had engaged since childhood had such a good relationship that even when the child was eating, Qin Mo rolled up his cuffs.

Not to mention when the child's shoelaces were untied.

Qin Mo would squat there to tie the shoelaces for people, and then rub the head of a little tiger.

Watching this scene after scene, many couples who have boys want to have another little girl.

The picture of the brother pampering the little one is so warm.

It's just some things.

Outsiders still don't know.

For example, the two days before the Chinese New Year.

Qin Mo received a call from his father, and the content was the same. The army had many tasks and he might not be able to go home to spend the New Year with him.

The biggest festival in China is the Spring Festival.

This is a day for family reunion.

But Qin Mo has never enjoyed such a reunion.

In the military compound, it was his grandfather who spent the New Year with him.

After his grandfather retired, it was obvious that his father had to take the lead.

And his mother was going further and further in her career and couldn't spare time.

Logically speaking, Qin Mo was used to it.

But this year, he really wanted to introduce his little tiger to his family.

In addition, he hadn't seen his parents for a long time, so he felt so lost.

After all, age is there, no matter how precocious, he is still a child.

Qin Mo is not a person who will show his emotions, so Mr. An did not notice anything. It was just the end of the year, and something happened in the branch office, and he needed to deal with it.

He hurriedly got on the car and reminded the servants to take good care of his grandson.

But Mr. An did not understand that what Qin Mo needed at this time was not care, but companionship.

Fortunately, if there was a housekeeper, he could always know the dynamics of his grandson.

After hearing that his grandson had never come down since he left.

Mr. An called the Bo family in a hurry.

The call was answered by Bo Xiaohu: "Hello, Grandpa An."

Mr. An softened his tone: "It's me, Jiu, Grandpa An is away on a business trip today, and there is no one at home. After you finish today's work, can you help me go to see your brother Mo?"

"I'll go now." When Bo Xiaohu heard that her little princess was the only one left in the An family, she didn't even do the task. She held her small keyboard, put on her down jacket, and walked across.

She had already planned to let Momo taste her cooking.

Maybe Momo would agree to let her raise him.

That would be wonderful.

Thinking of this, Bo Jiu pushed open the door on the second floor.

Qin Mo thought it was the housekeeper, lying on the bed, with the quilt pulled up to cover his face, and said in a faint voice: "Get out."

Bo Jiu listened to those two words without any warmth, put down the small keyboard, threw herself on the bed, and hugged the bulging figure through the quilt: "Momo, it's me."

Qin Mo paused, he didn't expect that the person who came in would be a little tiger, after all, at this point, she should still be doing tasks.

And he could see that Mr. Bo had assigned her more tasks recently.

Why did this guy appear here?

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