Chapter 1410
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All in all, the day was a nightmare for him.
And the root of the devil is this little tiger.
Since it was seen.
Qin Mo didn't care anymore, he pulled out a scarf and came over, wrapped it around and was about to go out.
Because it's too embarrassing.
Xiao Bojiu drooped her ears and explained seriously: "Mo, I have never recognized anyone before, it must be because you are so beautiful, and your name sounds cute too."
After Qin Mo had something on his body, he was not as passive as in the bathtub.
He directly pulled the man's hand over.
Lowering his eyes, his side face was cold, and he stroked her small hand with a bit of force.
It's just that Young Master Qin's good calligraphy was wasted in the end.
Because after the man finished writing, his round tiger eyes were full of blankness: "Mo, did you write Chinese characters just now? There are a lot of hand gestures."
Qin Mo finally knew that this little tiger was not only a fool but also a little illiterate.
Pulling people, he walked to the desk, randomly pulled out a book, and picked up a pen to write two words.
"Qin, Mo."
He pointed at that, his black hair was still dripping: "Remember, this is my name, Mo is the straight Mo of the desert."
"It's amazing!" Bo Jiu's praise was sincere, the little princess is the little princess, the handwriting is so beautiful, so it's this Mo.
She stretched out her hand, touched it, and made a lot of gestures. Fortunately, she remembered it well, and she could almost remember it after reading it once.
Qin Mo watched the little tiger reach out to touch his name, and for some reason, he paused his fingers inexplicably, and then closed the book.
"Now you should know what is the difference between men and women, so." Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pointed to the small sofa behind her: "Go sleep there, don't run out again."
Bo Jiu knew that she was a guest and had to obey the wishes of the host.
Hearing what Qin Mo said, he ran back and threw himself on the sofa, only his eyes were exposed under the blanket.
It turned out it wasn't Momo.
It's indifferent.
Really male.
Such a good looking boy.
She had never seen it before.
But after what happened just now.
Momo must not like her a little bit.
Think about it.
Bo Jiu rubbed her small nose involuntarily, and even a pair of small ears were a little droopy, looking sluggish.
Finally, the little tiger stopped messing around. Qin Mo originally wanted to turn off the lights and go to sleep. Normally, at this point, he should have been lying on the bed and reading his "The Little Prince".
However, when he saw the little furry head that was still steamy.
Qin Mo stopped suddenly, wondering what he was thinking.
Then I told myself, forget it, I can’t go on like this.
He doesn't have that much energy to take care of others.
There was a snap.
The lights dimmed.
Bo Jiu felt that she had done something wrong, so she lay down on the small sofa without making a sound, and fell asleep in a daze for some reason.
On the other hand, Young Master Qin, I don't know if it's because there are more people in the room, or because he's thinking about other things, or because he was not only kissed, hugged, but also looked down upon today. up.
The ups and downs are endless.
So much so that when he closed his eyes, the figure who was the culprit appeared in his mind.
Can't sleep a little.
Qin Mo could only turn his head away.
Just at that position, what you can see is a small ball gathered on the sofa. The cubs that haven't grown up look so cute, but they are born and can eat people.
Qin Mo looked at it, probably too tired.
Eyelids also sank.
At first, he thought that he would dream of the scene where he was alone in the Qin family's home, with no one around except the nanny and adjutant.
After all, everyone at home is so busy.
It's normal for him to play alone.
What's more, now it's abroad.
Surprisingly, Qin Mo didn't dream that night, perhaps because he had spent all his strength and energy defending against a certain little tiger, so he slept very soundly that night.
snowy night.
cold month.
From time to time, the hooting of owls can be heard outside.
This bird is very rare in China.
But abroad, it still exists.
It's like coming to a magical world.
Even the forest outside the window is clearly visible.
Morning always comes just right.
When the sun shines down.
Can light up a lot.
The white European-style villa has a completely different atmosphere from that in China.
This is probably the charm of humanities and architecture.
The streets here are very clean.
There is also a thick layer of snow.
It has been snowing all night, and before I have had time to clean it, it will creak when I step on it.
But the snow plow has come.
The driver also wore a furry hat, which was very suitable for the occasion.
Qin Mo only woke up when he heard the sound of the snowplow's own music. He stretched out his hand to block the light coming in, and then turned his head to the side. There was no one on the small sofa on the left.
unexpected.
That little tiger actually got up earlier than him.
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.
He didn't want to recall what happened last night.
He walked into the bathroom in his pajamas.
When he was brushing his teeth, his eyebrows frowned involuntarily when he saw the bathtub.
Sometimes the memory is too good, and it is not a happy thing.
He was considering whether to tell his grandfather that he wanted to change the room.
As long as you step into this bathroom, that scene will always surface.
But later, Qin Mo thought about it again, and there was no need.
Even if he didn't want to see the little tiger next door, he would always see it.
Seeing that face, even if you change the room, you will remember what should be remembered.
But one thing, he also said, just last night.
Starting today, everything is back to normal.
Thinking of this, Qin Mo wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel. Even though he was young, he had already seen his tutor with every gesture.
After washing up, he even changed a set of clothes for himself before heading downstairs.
Before going downstairs, Qin Mo had already made preparations to see the little tiger at the dining table.
After all, he hasn't forgotten what she came for yesterday.
Since it's for food.
It's just rubbing once, and rubbing twice is also rubbing.
She shouldn't miss breakfast.
What Qin Mo didn't expect was that he made a wrong judgment this time.
There was no sign of the little tiger in front of the dining table.
Not even one with refreshments.
Only the young housekeeper greeted him with a plate after seeing him coming down: "Master, are you awake? I prepared bread slices and steamed buns for breakfast. Which one do you want?"
Qin Mo glanced over there again, and after confirming that there was no little tiger, he casually said an option: "Slice of bread."
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All in all, the day was a nightmare for him.
And the root of the devil is this little tiger.
Since it was seen.
Qin Mo didn't care anymore, he pulled out a scarf and came over, wrapped it around and was about to go out.
Because it's too embarrassing.
Xiao Bojiu drooped her ears and explained seriously: "Mo, I have never recognized anyone before, it must be because you are so beautiful, and your name sounds cute too."
After Qin Mo had something on his body, he was not as passive as in the bathtub.
He directly pulled the man's hand over.
Lowering his eyes, his side face was cold, and he stroked her small hand with a bit of force.
It's just that Young Master Qin's good calligraphy was wasted in the end.
Because after the man finished writing, his round tiger eyes were full of blankness: "Mo, did you write Chinese characters just now? There are a lot of hand gestures."
Qin Mo finally knew that this little tiger was not only a fool but also a little illiterate.
Pulling people, he walked to the desk, randomly pulled out a book, and picked up a pen to write two words.
"Qin, Mo."
He pointed at that, his black hair was still dripping: "Remember, this is my name, Mo is the straight Mo of the desert."
"It's amazing!" Bo Jiu's praise was sincere, the little princess is the little princess, the handwriting is so beautiful, so it's this Mo.
She stretched out her hand, touched it, and made a lot of gestures. Fortunately, she remembered it well, and she could almost remember it after reading it once.
Qin Mo watched the little tiger reach out to touch his name, and for some reason, he paused his fingers inexplicably, and then closed the book.
"Now you should know what is the difference between men and women, so." Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pointed to the small sofa behind her: "Go sleep there, don't run out again."
Bo Jiu knew that she was a guest and had to obey the wishes of the host.
Hearing what Qin Mo said, he ran back and threw himself on the sofa, only his eyes were exposed under the blanket.
It turned out it wasn't Momo.
It's indifferent.
Really male.
Such a good looking boy.
She had never seen it before.
But after what happened just now.
Momo must not like her a little bit.
Think about it.
Bo Jiu rubbed her small nose involuntarily, and even a pair of small ears were a little droopy, looking sluggish.
Finally, the little tiger stopped messing around. Qin Mo originally wanted to turn off the lights and go to sleep. Normally, at this point, he should have been lying on the bed and reading his "The Little Prince".
However, when he saw the little furry head that was still steamy.
Qin Mo stopped suddenly, wondering what he was thinking.
Then I told myself, forget it, I can’t go on like this.
He doesn't have that much energy to take care of others.
There was a snap.
The lights dimmed.
Bo Jiu felt that she had done something wrong, so she lay down on the small sofa without making a sound, and fell asleep in a daze for some reason.
On the other hand, Young Master Qin, I don't know if it's because there are more people in the room, or because he's thinking about other things, or because he was not only kissed, hugged, but also looked down upon today. up.
The ups and downs are endless.
So much so that when he closed his eyes, the figure who was the culprit appeared in his mind.
Can't sleep a little.
Qin Mo could only turn his head away.
Just at that position, what you can see is a small ball gathered on the sofa. The cubs that haven't grown up look so cute, but they are born and can eat people.
Qin Mo looked at it, probably too tired.
Eyelids also sank.
At first, he thought that he would dream of the scene where he was alone in the Qin family's home, with no one around except the nanny and adjutant.
After all, everyone at home is so busy.
It's normal for him to play alone.
What's more, now it's abroad.
Surprisingly, Qin Mo didn't dream that night, perhaps because he had spent all his strength and energy defending against a certain little tiger, so he slept very soundly that night.
snowy night.
cold month.
From time to time, the hooting of owls can be heard outside.
This bird is very rare in China.
But abroad, it still exists.
It's like coming to a magical world.
Even the forest outside the window is clearly visible.
Morning always comes just right.
When the sun shines down.
Can light up a lot.
The white European-style villa has a completely different atmosphere from that in China.
This is probably the charm of humanities and architecture.
The streets here are very clean.
There is also a thick layer of snow.
It has been snowing all night, and before I have had time to clean it, it will creak when I step on it.
But the snow plow has come.
The driver also wore a furry hat, which was very suitable for the occasion.
Qin Mo only woke up when he heard the sound of the snowplow's own music. He stretched out his hand to block the light coming in, and then turned his head to the side. There was no one on the small sofa on the left.
unexpected.
That little tiger actually got up earlier than him.
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.
He didn't want to recall what happened last night.
He walked into the bathroom in his pajamas.
When he was brushing his teeth, his eyebrows frowned involuntarily when he saw the bathtub.
Sometimes the memory is too good, and it is not a happy thing.
He was considering whether to tell his grandfather that he wanted to change the room.
As long as you step into this bathroom, that scene will always surface.
But later, Qin Mo thought about it again, and there was no need.
Even if he didn't want to see the little tiger next door, he would always see it.
Seeing that face, even if you change the room, you will remember what should be remembered.
But one thing, he also said, just last night.
Starting today, everything is back to normal.
Thinking of this, Qin Mo wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel. Even though he was young, he had already seen his tutor with every gesture.
After washing up, he even changed a set of clothes for himself before heading downstairs.
Before going downstairs, Qin Mo had already made preparations to see the little tiger at the dining table.
After all, he hasn't forgotten what she came for yesterday.
Since it's for food.
It's just rubbing once, and rubbing twice is also rubbing.
She shouldn't miss breakfast.
What Qin Mo didn't expect was that he made a wrong judgment this time.
There was no sign of the little tiger in front of the dining table.
Not even one with refreshments.
Only the young housekeeper greeted him with a plate after seeing him coming down: "Master, are you awake? I prepared bread slices and steamed buns for breakfast. Which one do you want?"
Qin Mo glanced over there again, and after confirming that there was no little tiger, he casually said an option: "Slice of bread."
All in all, the day was a nightmare for him.And the root of the devil is this little tiger.Since it was seen.Qin Mo didn't care anymore, he pulled out a scarf and came over, wrapped it around and was about to go out.Because it's too embarrassing.Xiao Bojiu drooped her ears and explained seriously: "Mo, I have never recognized anyone before, it must be because you are so beautiful, and your name sounds cute too."After Qin Mo had something on his body, he was not as passive as in the bathtub.He directly pulled the man's hand over.Lowering his eyes, his side face was cold, and he stroked her small hand with a bit of force.It's just that Young Master Qin's good calligraphy was wasted in the end.Because after the man finished writing, his round tiger eyes were full of blankness: "Mo, did you write Chinese characters just now? There are a lot of hand gestures."Qin Mo finally knew that this little tiger was not only a fool but also a little illiterate.Pulling people, he walked to the desk, randomly pulled out a book, and picked up a pen to write two words."Qin, Mo."He pointed at that, his black hair was still dripping: "Remember, this is my name, Mo is the straight Mo of the desert.""It's amazing!" Bo Jiu's praise was sincere, the little princess is the little princess, the handwriting is so beautiful, so it's this Mo.She stretched out her hand, touched it, and made a lot of gestures. Fortunately, she remembered it well, and she could almost remember it after reading it once.Qin Mo watched the little tiger reach out to touch his name, and for some reason, he paused his fingers inexplicably, and then closed the book."Now you should know what is the difference between men and women, so." Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pointed to the small sofa behind her: "Go sleep there, don't run out again."Bo Jiu knew that she was a guest and had to obey the wishes of the host.Hearing what Qin Mo said, he ran back and threw himself on the sofa, only his eyes were exposed under the blanket.It turned out it wasn't Momo.It's indifferent.Really male.Such a good looking boy.She had never seen it before.But after what happened just now.Momo must not like her a little bit.Think about it.Bo Jiu rubbed her small nose involuntarily, and even a pair of small ears were a little droopy, looking sluggish.Finally, the little tiger stopped messing around. Qin Mo originally wanted to turn off the lights and go to sleep. Normally, at this point, he should have been lying on the bed and reading his "The Little Prince".However, when he saw the little furry head that was still steamy.Qin Mo stopped suddenly, wondering what he was thinking.Then I told myself, forget it, I can't go on like this.He doesn't have that much energy to take care of others.There was a snap.The lights dimmed.Bo Jiu felt that she had done something wrong, so she lay down on the small sofa without making a sound, and fell asleep in a daze for some reason.On the other hand, Young Master Qin, I don't know if it's because there are more people in the room, or because he's thinking about other things, or because he was not only kissed, hugged, but also looked down upon today. up.The ups and downs are endless.So much so that when he closed his eyes, the figure who was the culprit appeared in his mind.Can't sleep a little.Qin Mo could only turn his head away.Just at that position, what you can see is a small ball gathered on the sofa. The cubs that haven't grown up look so cute, but they are born and can eat people.Qin Mo looked at it, probably too tired.Eyelids also sank.At first, he thought that he would dream of the scene where he was alone in the Qin family's home, with no one around except the nanny and adjutant.After all, everyone at home is so busy.It's normal for him to play alone.What's more, now it's abroad.Surprisingly, Qin Mo didn't dream that night, perhaps because he had spent all his strength and energy defending against a certain little tiger, so he slept very soundly that night.snowy night.cold month.From time to time, the hooting of owls can be heard outside.This bird is very rare in China.But abroad, it still exists.It's like coming to a magical world.Even the forest outside the window is clearly visible.Morning always comes just right.When the sun shines down.Can light up a lot.The white European-style villa has a completely different atmosphere from that in China.This is probably the charm of humanities and architecture.The streets here are very clean.There is also a thick layer of snow.It has been snowing all night, and before I have had time to clean it, it will creak when I step on it.But the snow plow has come.The driver also wore a furry hat, which was very suitable for the occasion.Qin Mo only woke up when he heard the sound of the snowplow's own music. He stretched out his hand to block the light coming in, and then turned his head to the side. There was no one on the small sofa on the left.unexpected.That little tiger actually got up earlier than him.Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.He didn't want to recall what happened last night.He walked into the bathroom in his pajamas.When he was brushing his teeth, his eyebrows frowned involuntarily when he saw the bathtub.Sometimes the memory is too good, and it is not a happy thing.He was considering whether to tell his grandfather that he wanted to change the room.As long as you step into this bathroom, that scene will always surface.But later, Qin Mo thought about it again, and there was no need.Even if he didn't want to see the little tiger next door, he would always see it.Seeing that face, even if you change the room, you will remember what should be remembered.But one thing, he also said, just last night.Starting today, everything is back to normal.Thinking of this, Qin Mo wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel. Even though he was young, he had already seen his tutor with every gesture.After washing up, he even changed a set of clothes for himself before heading downstairs.Before going downstairs, Qin Mo had already made preparations to see the little tiger at the dining table.After all, he hasn't forgotten what she came for yesterday.Since it's for food.It's just rubbing once, and rubbing twice is also rubbing.She shouldn't miss breakfast.What Qin Mo didn't expect was that he made a wrong judgment this time.There was no sign of the little tiger in front of the dining table.Not even one with refreshments.Only the young housekeeper greeted him with a plate after seeing him coming down: "Master, are you awake? I prepared bread slices and steamed buns for breakfast. Which one do you want?"Qin Mo glanced over there again, and after confirming that there was no little tiger, he casually said an option: "Slice of bread."
