National School Prince Is A Girl

I haven't waited for the blonde butler to call this airy newspaper.

He was called to the study by the young master after breakfast.

Their young master really looks like a character in a martial arts novel.

No one has been interested in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood.

Their young master is!

The study room came out alone, and there were also pen, ink and paper inkstones that were used only in ancient China.

The blonde housekeeper felt a little bit, that he really came to the house

Those book friends don't understand how it feels to have a realistic version of the master!

Their young master is definitely a legendary master!

But the blonde butler did not know why their young master found him at this time.

Zuo Siyou thinks, the only thing that comes to mind is that the young master will definitely warn him to stop him from saying what he should n’t say.

Don't ask him why he knows!

Internet novels are written like this!

However, Qin Mo said not this, but rather: "Have you had any experience raising children?"

Blonde Butler: ...

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Ok?

The blonde butler took a correct stance, and temporarily regarded this as a young master asking him: "In our West, when we raise children, we should pay special attention to the cultivation of children's independence."

After he finished looking at the expression of the young master, he seemed quite satisfied.

Then he continued: "For example, it is better to let the children do it for themselves."

Qin Mo heard this and raised his eyes: "Coldly ask, how old are you this year?"

"I told the teenager, I'm 24." The blonde steward spoke English.

After listening to Qin Mo, he put down the copybook in his hand: "It should not be married at the age of 24. I have read Western books. It seems that you have no experience teaching children."

and so?

The blonde butler did not understand this sentence too well.

Qin Mo seemed to be designating a plan and said to himself: "The meal still has to be fed, the little tiger is still young."

Blonde Butler: ... Master, since you have already decided, why do you still ask me?

What's more, what is called a tiger is still small.

You are the same age!

"In addition, I will replace my breakfast with milk in the future." When Qin Mo said this, there was no slight expression on his face.

The blonde butler was confused: "Young Master, don't you dislike milk?"

This point Chairman An also specifically mentioned in the back kitchen that the young master prefers Chinese food, does not like the smell and milk froth of milk, and usually seldom drinks.

Why do you have to change breakfast now?

Qin Mo paused his fingers when he heard the question from the blonde butler.

Why else.

For three centimeters.

"Little Master?" The blond butler looked at him again.

Qin Mo's expression is very weak: "From today, I like it."

The blonde steward was dumb, thinking that their young master was really unpredictable.

At this moment, there was a small whisper of timidity in his ear.

"vast and lonely!"

The young blonde butler turned her head and it turned out to be Miss Nine.

Qin Mo also saw the little tiger's two paws holding hot water over there, and raised his eyes to give the blond steward a look.

The blonde housekeeper did a very good job of this, and it flashed as soon as he met that look, and his comprehension ability was very strong.

No, he had to tell Chairman An if he had a stomach, he had to calm down and sum up!

Bo Jiu in the study didn't know what happened yet, shaking her little tail, watching her little princess finish drinking the hot water she had brought.

What comes out of my heart is infinite satisfaction.

Yesterday, Indifference didn't drink what she brought over, but today she can't resist.

This is a good sign.

I believe that soon, her little princess will agree to buy herself.

It's so beautiful.

Qin Mo drank the hot water in the cup, and his throat became more comfortable.

Take a look at the little tiger wagging his tail in front of him.

Thoroughly denied the proposal of the young housekeeper just now.

Little Tiger is already very good at taking care of him, no need to cultivate any independent ability at all.

Only one thing did not develop according to Qin Mo's ideas.

After watching him drink the medicine, the little tiger proposed to go home and flicked his tail while saying, "Mom is back, I must be entangled by my dad again. I have to sell a cute, otherwise mom will worry."

Although I know what the little tiger said, that's right.

But his original plan was to teach her to write.

In this way, you can only be in the study.

Qin Mo told himself that there was nothing wrong with this, but he was still a little quieter.

After seeing the little princess Bo Jiujin, he stood by the desk, picked up the brush placed on it, and looked at his past face, half hidden at the intersection of light and shadow.

It seems that it needs a hug.

Bo Jiu thought of one that he couldn't hold back, but he was a little stronger, but he hugged him, but the brush he got off also fell off, and the other successfully crossed Qin Mo's face.

A second embarrassment.

Bo Jiu began to realize that he seemed to be too rough, and had stretched out his claws to scratch his ears.

The little princess will definitely call her name again.

Unexpectedly, the man just glanced at her, then pulled out a piece of paper and wiped her dirty face.

The more this is, the thinner tiger is more guilty.

Qin Mo is more clear. He raised and not raised, and naturally has two attitudes.

He has to teach slowly.

"Don't rush over like this in the future."

Bo Jiu nodded and said: "Indifferent, can you not practice the words first."

"How?" After Qin Mo wiped his face clean, he felt like a little prince.

Bo Jiu took his hand: "I want to take you to meet my parents. Yesterday you took care of me all night, I have to tell my father."

Historical progress, what to do next, she has to learn from her dad.

Qin Mo paused after hearing her words.

After thinking that she would definitely come over often.

Speaking of etiquette, they should indeed say hello to Uncle Bo.

If this was to be known to Grandpa Ann, it would be another laugh.

After all, when did his grandson take the initiative to visit whom.

Now I was moved by the little tiger with a sentence or two.

It's really a miracle.

But today Qin Mo really does not feel like staying alone in the study.

I didn't think there was anything like this before.

There is probably a little tiger around.

Suddenly it disappeared and I felt very deserted in the study.

After finding a reason to persuade yourself.

Master Qin cleaned it up and picked up a down jacket with a plush collar to cover a little tiger.

At this time, Bo Jiu had no pressure to wear Qin Mo's clothes, but the little face lined with it looked better.

Two people are a coat of a brand.

Young Master Qin had the taste of clothes when he was young, probably after being influenced by An Ying.

Now like this, the two villains are wearing a series of down jackets and stepping on the snow, how to see how to give people a feeling of pink carving and jade.

Bo Jiu was very happy, because the little princess let her go.

It's just a little bit bad, and I don't know why. Every time the little princess sees her shoulder, her eyes will change.

As for this.

The blonde butler who stood by the door and sent the two children away was undoubtedly discovering the secret of why the young master unified the breakfast into milk.

The young master must care about the height problem!

It looks like this.

The young master is indeed shorter than Miss Nine.

The blonde housekeeper caught this information before he got through to the boss's phone.

After hearing this, Grandpa Ann had a few more lines in the corner of his smiling eyes.what

His grandson also had this kind of time.

Because of height problems, do you start drinking milk now?

Grandpa Ann rejoiced again when he smiled, he brought his grandson here.

No, it should be said that being able to meet the little tiger of the Bo family is the most important thing.

The other end.

This is the first time Xiao Bojiu has taken people home to be a guest.

Her dad had too many secrets to hide and it was inconvenient to be seen.

As a little bully in ten miles.

Those people have no way to understand why she likes the keypad.

For those who do not understand her.

Bo Jiu will not take it home.

Indifference is different.

Knowing that the small keyboard is important to her, she wiped it for her and let her hold it.

Anyway, how does the little tiger look at her little princess now?

Mr. Bo did not expect that his family's Jiuye would bring Master Qin Xiao opposite to come to rub the rice.

The person who originally set up to eat soft rice set, after seeing Qin Mo, frowned lazily.

Qin Mo is smart, remembering an adult I saw at home and a hair band above his head, and dressed up as a student, after these two looks.

He calmly called out: "Uncle Bo."

Mr. Bo smiled: "Good."

This kid from the Qin family is really interesting.

But no matter how interesting, I am afraid it must also be planted in the hands of his nine lords.

He was too aware of how much enthusiasm his expression melted when he wanted something.

This is with him.

Mr. Bo chic and sat down.

Mrs. Bo was in a professional attire and was wearing a pair of black high-heeled shoes. She seemed to be going out, but after seeing her daughter, she melted the coldness in her eyes and bent over to hug the person: Are you obedient? "

"Yes." Bo Jiuyi's clever package ticket: "I don't have any skin."

Mrs. Bo squeezed her nose lightly, and then when she saw Qin Mo standing on the other side, her eyes were smooth and surprised, knowing that her family nine would never lead the children home.

This is the first one.

And the other side also has Huaxia blood.

Mrs. Bo is in business and has seen many people.

But no child can match the little boy in front of him.

That reminded her of the ancient poems she had studied before she had gone abroad.

There are bandits and sons standing upright.

At a young age, Qinggui Zhuoran.

Where did her family nine meet such a little friend?

After noticing her mother ’s eyes, Bo Jiuhu rolled her eyes round and out of her arms, and ran to Qin Mo. Then she held her hands together: “Mom, this is indifference, and he took care of him yesterday. I also gave me medicine for one night. "

Mrs. Bo knew that her family Jiu never praised people easily.

Both father and daughter are lazy to everyone.

They are rarely seen by them.

Now the daughter's eyes are more than just the boy taking care of her.

Mrs. Bo just wanted to speak.

I saw that the boy made a move.

Very small movements.

But he stretched out his hand to hold the sleeve of her family nine.

Her family nine has been smart since childhood, and her memory is different from other children.

Mrs. Bo was not at home. Sometimes she wondered whether this kind of memory has been implied by others.

This is a good thing for children.

If your IQ is high, you will probably not make friends in your childhood.

She is always worried that her family is unattended.

Now it seems that she can stop worrying so much.

Some people of the same age can understand her family.

It seems not only to understand, but even her mother's job.

"Thank you Prince Mo for taking care of Jiujiu in this way." Mrs. Bo bent down and gently touched Qin Mo's head: "I haven't eaten lunch yet. I'll make some for you and Jiu later."

Qin Mo hasn't spoken yet.

Mr. Bo said over there: "It's not that there will be a hurry, it really coaxes me."

Mrs. Bo glanced at him, it meant nothing more than saying that there was a child, and he, the older child, waited a moment.

Mr. Bo put his hand back: "It seems that I'm going to fall out of favor."

A few sentences.

Qin Mo knew what the family was like.

It is completely different from his family.

His mother was taken care of by his dad, who was all-round and gentle and considerate.

It doesn't look like it is in the army at all.

But the majesty of the family is still there.

And his mother is always eaten by his dad.

On the other hand, Uncle Bo eats soft rice can be said to be very unscrupulous.

Aunt Bo is basically responsible for coaxing two children.

One is the little tiger, and the other is Uncle Bo.

Qin Mo thought that he might be able to help Aunt Bo to share one. Before the meal, he naturally took the tiger to the side, leaving Uncle Bo more room for soft meals.

This is also the reason why the latter looks more and more pleasing to this kid.

Not bad.

Mr. Bo thought this way, taking up a little more time of his wife.

And he told the president of his family with practical actions that those two little kids didn't need her to manage at all, it was his big kid who needed to be managed.

It is true.

Because Bo Xiaohu's attention is no longer on her mother.

Instead, she wanted to introduce herself to her little princess.

This is not what Dad said.

She wanted to get closer to her little princess.

When Qin Mo followed the little tiger into the room, he noticed that this room was different from other children's rooms.

Not that the decoration is different.

But in a child's room, it is impossible to put three computers in it.

And each computer is the latest.

Not to mention procedural books scattered on the ground.

Although it is very simple.

But Qin Mo's English level has always been online.

Look at the cover to know how much it does. Even if you only understand an abstract concept, you also understand that the little tiger in front of you is not an ordinary little tiger.