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The eSports King's Crush - Chapter 1439

Published at 19th of December 2022 10:06:31 AM


Chapter 1439

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seven o 'clock.

Generally this point.

Qin Mo would take Bo Jiu out for a walk.

Raising a cub, of course, requires a release after dinner.

But today, Qin Mo didn't go out, but sat in the study with a book in his hand.

After turning a few pages, he raised his eyes again and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

eight o'clock.

If someone can come back at eight o'clock.

He didn't pursue her disobedience to him.

Qin Mo had never felt that the time was so long.

Seven, half past seven.

eight o'clock. eight thirty.

He overturned the previous setting and changed his mind to wait until the little tiger arrived at nine o'clock.

nine o'clock

The street lights outside the window were on.

The Christmas tree is as beautiful as ever.

But Qin Mo was no longer in the mood to appreciate it.

Taking the book upstairs, the young housekeeper looked at the little ice-like face and was frightened. He quickly took out his mobile phone and read a few pages of fantasy novels.

It started to rain outside.

The lights in Bo's house were still dim.

Bo Jiu didn't know that because of this incident, her little princess got angry, and when she got home, she saw that the lights were not turned on, so she automatically started walking to An's house.

She no longer climbs over the wall, because there are too many obstacles outside.

Carrying the mushrooms she had dug in the jungle, she walked through the main entrance.

Seeing Bo Jiu appear, the young housekeeper hurriedly sent people upstairs.

When Qin Mo heard the sound, he was lying on the bed, not asleep, but his little face was obviously not a bit colder than usual.

Bo Jiu turned his head to look at the young butler, blinking his tiger eyes.

The young butler beckoned her over.

In fact, there is no need to indicate this point, Bo Jiu also replied.

She also brought back the mushrooms she had picked.

"Momo, I brought you a present."

No one responded.

Bo Jiu scratched her face, took another step forward, sat on the edge of the bed for a while, and then ran into the bathroom.

When he came out again, he had already changed into the pajamas of the little tiger, poured a glass of milk, and tiptoed to take the "One Thousand and One Nights" from the bookshelf, and handed it to Qin Mo.

A pair of round and black tiger eyes, always direct: "Momo, are you angry?"

Qin Mo didn't care about this person at all.

After all, a certain little tiger never listened to him.

Seeing this, Bo Jiu shook the tiger's tail, leaned over, and kissed Qin Mo's face.

Why does this make him ignore people?

Qin Mo turned his head, his voice was still weak: "Is the tropical rainforest okay?"

How did Momo know where she went?

Little Tiger Bo was puzzled for a moment, and then said, "It's fun, but it's just indifferent."

After hearing these words, Qin Mo finally felt a little less irritable, and said casually, "The next time you go out, tell me in advance. I asked the kitchen to make you bean buns, and all of them were wasted."

Hearing this, Little Tiger Bo felt guilty and lowered his head.

Qin Mo continued: "It's not that you're not allowed to play, but next time don't go so far away, okay, go to sleep."

It has to be said that Chengfushen was definitely developed from childhood.

Young master Qin knows how to support someone now, so he can retreat and advance.

Bo Xiaohu had already started to criticize himself.

When he looked up, he saw Qin Mo's lonely back.

One reached out and hugged the other person's waist, and solemnly swore: "I will take Momo with me wherever I go from now on."

Qin Mo paused for a moment, then let out a "hmm".

Seeing that he was not in a good mood, Little Tiger Bo felt even more guilty.

Little did he know that Qin Mo, who was leaning back to back with her, had already dissipated the coolness in his eyes, and sat up from the bed with other things.

Little Tiger Bo thought he was still angry with him and followed him.

After walking a few steps, he realized that he opened the drawer and pulled out a bag of potato chips that he had prepared for her earlier.

"Momo, don't you not eat these things?"

Qin Mo spoke at this time, in a very calm voice: "You are not here, I am worried that you will be hungry and have not eaten dinner."

When he said this.

The young housekeeper happened to come in with a fruit plate.

Every night, the young master feeds Miss Jiu two bites of fruit, because Miss Jiu likes to eat meat too much.

In the words of the young master, he was afraid that the child would not be able to keep up with vitamins, so he simply supplemented it with fruits.

I just heard this sentence, Master Xindao, you are going against your will when you say this.

Miss Jiu went out with Director William and the others, so how could she be hungry.

You are obviously in a bad mood because Miss Jiu went to play with others instead of you.

However, as a qualified housekeeper, even if he is young, he knows this kind of thing in his heart and won't say it out loud.

However, Little Tiger Bo is born with a strong sense of substitution.

The round eyes glanced out the window.

It's raining outside.

When she came back just now, there was thunder.

These are the things the little princess dislikes the most.

Usually An's family eats on time, Little Tiger Bo knows about it.

The little princess because she didn't even eat supper.

She played outside all day.

Little Tiger Bo was completely ashamed, stretched out his two paws, and hugged Qin Mo who was standing in front of the table from behind, his tail still wagging: "Momo, I was wrong."

Seeing this, Qin Mo felt that it was almost done, and directly said what was in his heart: "Bo Xiaojiu, if you want to go out and play with others, stop playing with me, you understand?"

"Understood, I'll be obedient from now on." Little Tiger Bo shook his tail again, speaking very seriously.

Qin Mo turned his eyes sideways and curled her hair with his fingers: "I will forgive you this time."

Little Tiger Bo nodded. In order to show that he was a good boy, he didn't need Qin Mo to remind him. He took a bath in advance, and after coming out deliciously, he lay down next to him, listening to Qin Mo read her a bedtime story with big tiger eyes.

have to say.

Young master Qin's method is very effective.

Because the next day, when Little William came over with a basketball in his arms.

Bo Xiaohu resolutely rejected him: "No."

Little William originally had a flushed face, and he was full of anticipation for today's date on the basketball court. After all, he had already learned about that little oriental evildoer.

The other party doesn't like this kind of sweaty exercise at all.

So it is impossible to go out with Jiu.

Then he could be alone with Jiu again.

did not expect!

"Didn't we make an appointment?" Little William's red hair was limp.

Bo Jiu hugged the small keyboard in her hand, and said decently: "I left Momo alone at home yesterday, he didn't even eat, and he is afraid of the dark, so I have to stay with him."

Afraid of the dark?

That little oriental evildoer?

how is this possible!

no.

He insisted on tearing him down today!

"Nine, that guy Qin can't possibly be afraid..."

Just when Little William was about to go all out.

The person he wanted to expose appeared.

He was dressed in a small black suit, and his hair was styled, like a real little prince. He glanced at him with a sense of oppression in his elegance.

Little William subconsciously rolled his throat a few times and swallowed the words.

wrong.

What is he afraid of!

Even if this little evildoer has grown up now, he is still not as strong as him.

He has nothing to fear!

But I don't know why.

As soon as Little William saw Qin Mo, he would think of the little monster behind him at the burger restaurant that day, making people subconsciously want to run away after seeing it.

Thinking about it carefully, only Jiu was so close to him.

Although Angelia and the others call this little monster prince, it can be seen that they also feel a little scared when facing this little monster.

Of course, Qin Mo noticed the gaze of William the Red.

Grandpa said to be more polite to crooked nuts.

Only in this way will it show the etiquette of China for thousands of years.

Qin Mo was indeed not impolite to others.

But there is a point.

A certain red hair always tries to abduct his little tiger cubs when he is not around.

This account must be settled carefully.

Little William narrowed his eyes when he saw the man, and said in a calm voice, "I can't do anything?"

"Afraid of the dark!" Little William bit the bullet. He's dead anyway, so he might as well finish his sentence: "At this age, he's still a boy and afraid of the dark. Do you think it's possible?"

It's a pity that Little William still misjudged our Young Master Qin's brazenness.

"Everyone has fear." When Qin Mo said this, he seemed a little lonely: "As a boy, I don't want to be afraid of the dark. I will be laughed at if I do this, but there is no way."

Little William: ...Wait a minute, why is there such an operation!

The young butler, who was listening to the whole process, raised his head and looked at the ceiling.

He would never tell anyone that his young master would dare to go to the basement alone at night, and every time he watched ghost movies, he would treat them as pseudoscience, and he would disdain monsters and ghosts even more than adults.

So... being afraid of the dark or something is definitely an act.

It can be so shameless.

Probably only his young master.

After all, it works.

Because he had already heard Miss Jiu's words.

"Momo, don't be afraid, I will accompany you from now on."

"William should want to hang out with you."

"He has many children with him, not to mention that he is so strong, so he has no fear at all."

Little William expressed his heartache.

that's it.

Since then.

Little Tiger Bo never went out to play alone with anyone again.

There is Qin Mo's reason.

Of course, there is also the reason why she changed her teeth and had a toothache.

Speaking of this, Little Tiger Bo's appetite has been weakened due to the toothache.

Qin Mo was really in a hurry, he coaxed her to eat dinner every day, and when he woke up to brush her teeth in the morning, he asked Little Tiger Bo to stand by and brush her teeth.

So, during these ten days.

Mr. An can always see the scene of his grandson raising children in the morning.

The young blond-haired housekeeper no longer mentioned any differences in education between China and foreign countries.

He basically understood that the young master was raising Miss Jiu as a porcelain doll.

Not just the details of life.

And when the young master is usually reading.

Miss Jiu will play with her small keyboard next to her.

How good are the two children?

It can be explained with a little.

Apart from the bed, bookshelf, and wardrobe, there must be no other things in the young master's room.

Ever since I met Miss Nine.

Snacks, beanbags, and a small toolbox and two laptops.

In the words of the young master, these are Miss Jiu's toys.

It's just that the young housekeeper couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time. How could something like a toolbox become a toy?

Of course, there are times when it is quiet.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Both children will be in the study.

At this time, time always passes very slowly.

Qin Mo was wearing a pure white sweater, one hand was pressing the rice paper on the wooden table, and the other hand was holding a writing brush through the little tiger's hand, teaching someone stroke by stroke.

The sun shone in and hit the two children finely.

The young butler watched from the side, his eyes full of surprise.

He always knew that the young master looked good.

Just such a gentle young master.

Probably only then will see it.

Rather than saying that the young master looks like a prince with British blood, it is better to say that he looks like a son of an ancient family.

Every move, like splashing ink, is self-contained and noble.

If it was only him, perhaps it would not be so hard to look away.

But there was a little tiger standing in front of him, an average-sized child, the taller one was teaching the lower one to write.

Little Tiger Bo's tail was still wagging, and the tip of his nose was stained with ink, as if it was painted on purpose, and he only had to draw three more beards.

Probably because it was fun to see her like this.

The young master would always inadvertently turn his eyes away, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

That moment.

The young blond butler only remembered a poem he had learned in the vast oriental literature.

That's right, ancient fantasy cultivation, waste wood's counterattack against ancient online novels, are what he considers to be the broad oriental literature.

There is a line in that poem that goes like this.

"Lang rode a bamboo horse to make green plums around the bed."

This is probably the purest emotion.

It's just compared to ordinary childhood sweethearts.

There is still a difference between this pair.

Because it can be said that what Bo Jiu has learned now and part of her living habits are all learned from Qin Mo.

The first word she wrote was taught by him.

The first ancient poem she memorized was also taught by him.

He even told her the bedtime story first.

Coax her to sleep, eat, drink medicine, everything.

However, Bo Jiu is still skinny, after all, for her to write brush characters, it is just to appreciate the beauty of the little princess up close.

"Momo, your eyelashes are so long, longer than mine." This is the expression of someone who can't hold back after writing four words.

He stretched out his hand and touched the cold and handsome face in front of him.

Qin Mo paused, knowing that she couldn't get rid of her habit of touching him, so he didn't force him. He wrapped a scarf around someone's neck and went out with the little tiger.

When the time is right, let it out.

Today is early.

After all, in the past half a month, so-and-so has been very good.

However, soon, this briefing was interrupted.

"I said Master Jiu, did you forget me as a father? Huh?" It was Mr. Bo. He was dressed like a doctoral student today, with a white shirt inside, a tie, and a shirt on the bridge of his nose. With a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a book in his hand, he tilted slightly and knocked on the top of Little Tiger Bo's head.




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