National School Prince Is A Girl

At that time, William had not realized how naive his thoughts were.

Wait until the next day.

The little tiger always likes to eat burgers.

In addition, usually seldom go out.

This time I took the little princess out, how excited I was.

Before dawn, I went to climb Qin Mo's wall.

Unfortunately, after being discovered, Princess Qin did not speak to her for an hour.

Bo Jiu touched the bridge of his nose and followed him around twice.

Finally, Qin Mo heard someone's belly ringing and frowned: "Come here."

Bo Jiu was standing by the bed at this time. After hearing what the little princess said, he passed a little.

Qin Mo first took off her hat for her, and then asked her; "Do you know something wrong?"

Bo Jiuhu blinked: "I know."

It is impossible to know by looking at that.

Qin Mo wanted to simply let the house put more potted plants outside.

He wanted to see how these things were put on, and how she still did those dangerous things.

The little tiger was still silent in the excitement of going out to eat burgers, and he couldn't see through the thoughts of Princess Qin.

However, she was happy again.

Because Princess Qin didn't know that she took a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth.

"good to eat!"

The skin is crisp, but the inside is soft, with a hint of sweetness.

Not like the refreshments she had eaten before.

It seems that it should be done domestically.

The little tiger was very interested in domestic things from small to large, and his round eyes glanced over there, and wanted to eat the second one.

But she must be reserved.

Qin Mo actually saw the idea of ​​the little tiger at this time. He ticked the corner of his mouth, looked at someone with a clever look, and squeezed a piece in her mouth. The voice was cold: "Remember to eat it for breakfast."

The little tiger is a bit perfunctory, focusing on the food: "Indifferent, what is this pastry called?"

Qin Mo had a meal, obviously he didn't want to say a name.

But after watching the three little tigers eat three, they did not mean to give up.

While wiping his hands, he spit out three words: "wife cake."

Sweetheart cake?

What does wife mean?

At this time, Bo Jiu's vocabulary was still very limited.

The main reason is that Mr. Bo never calls his wife a wife when he is at home, always called Mrs. Bo.

So, so far the little tiger has not been exposed to the word.

But Bo Xiaohu didn't want her little princess who wanted to buy home to think she was ill-cultivated.

So try to make your little face look breezy.

But she was thinking, after she went back, she must ask her father what his wife meant.

In fact, Qin Mo didn't want to say that it was not simply because of the name.

It's the story behind it.

I have to say that this is also because of Qin Mo. Other people at this age may not necessarily know that there are stories in his wife's cake.

This is inseparable from tutoring.

The dead Qin Laozi was a founding general. When teaching Qin Mo, many things were imperceptible.

Everything can tell allusions.

This is not something every general can do.

But for thousands of years of inheritance of the great powers.

Grandpa Qin values ​​it very much. Over time, there are countless books that Qin Mo has read.

When Grandpa Qin was alive, every time he saw little Qin Mo sitting at a desk reading a book, he let him go out to play.

At that time, Qin Mo was wearing a small camouflage suit and was different here.

Gives the feeling of a little man, only telling Mr. Qin that after training, he likes to read books.

Many people are lamenting that the Qin family has such a child as a benchmark.

This is also true.

There is a saying that the young housekeeper is right.

Their young master has the temperament of an ancient family son, just like a royal family.

It's true.

In modern times, there are many excellent children.

But the cultivation of aura is definitely not just a matter of money.

Especially this ancient ink is precious.

It must be from character, upbringing, to everything it absorbs.

Qin Mo is such a existence.

He watched the little tiger beside him eat his wife's cake.

A series of allusions came to mind.

Fortunately, the little tiger did not know what it means for a boy to give his wife a cake.

Otherwise, she may not know what to do.

Even if it is raised as a family.

But Master Qin Xiao, who was indifferent by nature, was still not suitable for being so kissed.

After all, he only wanted to raise a tiger, not to marry the other party as his wife.

Bo Jiu didn't know what the little princess was thinking. The wife's cake was so delicious, plus the black tea the little princess fed her.

She accidentally ate six pieces.

When she wants to eat again.

Qin Mo frowned and took the tray aside, eating too many sweets, bad for his teeth, this stupid really didn't know anything.

Qin Mo now feels the helplessness of raising children..

Nothing to eat, Bo Xiaohu patted his clothes and stood up directly.

Today, instead of wearing pajamas, Bo Jiu wore a pure white sweater with a black down jacket that Qin Mo gave her yesterday.

With Qin Mo's dress now, he has a face.

This made Qin Mo very satisfied. After going out, he was worried that the tiger would be cold. He took off the scarf around his neck and planned to surround the tiger.

This is also the time.

Awkward.

He is shorter than her.

Although this time do not have to stand on foot.

But let Master Qin Xiao raise an eyebrow.

His face didn't move, but his tone was very pale: "Don't drink milk for breakfast."

After Bo Jiu's little face was surrounded by a scarf, it appeared that the round tiger eyes were brighter. It was very annoying to like, but did not understand why the little princess would not let her drink milk.

Qin Mo also saw the doubts revealed by the small face, and said lightly: "From tomorrow, I will let the housekeeper give you porridge in the morning, and the small dumplings made at home. Eat these? "

Compared to milk, of course it is Xiao Long Bao!

Bo Jiu didn't really think that her little princess would be so considerate. She unconsciously reached out and hugged the boy's waist in front of her: "Indifferent, you are so kind to me."

There was a burst of enthusiasm on Qin Mo's face.

I don't know if it was selfish to send this breakfast or because she hugged him again.

The way the two children hugged together was still dazzling.

Grandpa Ann happened to be out late today.

The surprise in his eyes was even more obvious when he saw that his grandson was being held by him, but he didn't push him away.

He knew that his grandson was different from the little tiger of the Bo family, but he did not know that it would be so different.

This is only three and a half days, is it already like this?

His grandson outside the house is cold and impersonal, is it going to collapse?

But this is also good. Friends made during the youth are often the most warm.

If you let Grandpa Ann know that his grandchildren are not making friends or raising children, they will definitely be in a bad mood again.

But the blonde butler on the side felt that his young master was seriously making a plan to raise a child.

Really scared.

Bo Xiaohuo has different opinions on this point, she does not feel that she is being raised by the little princess.

After all, my dad said, whoever makes the financial decision is the one who supports the family.

For example, in their family, it was her mother who was supporting her and her father.

Today she was ready too, and when she arrived at the hamburger, she had to pay the bill.

The financial resources of the family must be shown to the little princess.

In addition to eating a lot of meat, this is what the thin tiger has to achieve!

There is no shortage of drivers in Anjia.

This is the first time that my grandson has gone abroad.

Grandpa Ann ’s mood can be described as complicated. I ’m afraid he does n’t like it here, but prefers the country. He specially sent a longer Lincoln.

I have to say that Grandpa Ann's work style is also very exaggerated in favor of his grandson.

Instead, after seeing the car, Qin Mo asked the driver wearing a high hat to change to another one.

Lincoln was too big. He was sitting behind, unable to hold the tiger on his lap.

This was what he said when he read the book yesterday.

To take care of the child, it is best to put her on the lap, so that you know you value her very much.

Qin Mo thought for a while, and it was most convenient to take the car.

Who made him shorter than her.

As for the height, Princess Qin cares a lot, but he does not show it.

The little tiger who got in the car was a little surprised when he was picked up.

You know, she always tries her best to pour out the little princess.

It was really abnormal for the little princess to hug her so actively.

Isn't the little princess shy?

Bo Jiu turned his head and studied Qin Mo's expression, only to see that it was cold, and nothing else could be seen.

At the beginning, Qin Mo was a little uncomfortable.

After all, he never hugged anyone.

After driving for three minutes, I got used to smelling the milky smell of a little tiger.

Bo Jiu even had big eyes, sitting in his arms, looking left and right across the car window, and every time he passed a street, he had to tell Qin Mo: "Mo Mo, I must play here, my dad takes me It ’s fun, indifferent, there ’s a river on your side, and my dad ’s school across the river. When you did n’t come before, I always played alone, my dad was still studying, can you believe it? , My dad can even go to graduate school, my dad is too good-looking, I have to help my mother stare at him a little bit, for a period of time to watch every day, but the guy knows to sleep, and put me on the desk Next, let me also sleep there, but when Professor Robert the Bearded lectures, it is really easy to make people sleep, anyway, it is not very well described. "

The scenery outside is very nice, plus the voice of milk in her arms.

Everything is like entering a European scroll.

Everyone who lives abroad knows.

Due to environmental reasons.

The streets here are very clean.

Plus, it just snowed.

There was also a fragrance in the air.

When passing by the square, there were even groups of white pigeons flying by.

People walking on the street like to hold a cup of coffee in their hands.

European-style buildings rise from the ground.

Most are distinct colors.

This is probably the charm of this city.

But Qin Mo did not look at the scenery.

But all the attention was put on the little tiger in his arms.

In addition to rolling her sleeves.

From what she said, he summed up one thing.

That is, the little tiger he wants to keep has good memory.

Not all children can remember the way.

Even adults will get lost.

Take his mother, for example, he can never tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

But like the little tiger, she can not only distinguish the direction, even the appearance and direction of each street, and what is there, she remembers exactly.

This should have left the sense of direction, but memory.

Qin Mo frowned.

I have to say that the more he contacts the tiger, the more he feels that his abilities are nothing.

Because here, there is a person like him.

It looks like I want to confirm something.

Qin Mo pulled out a book from the back of the chair in the front seat, which was often read by his grandfather, about commercial explanations, all in English.

This should have no dyslexia for the little tiger.

Finger opened a page: "Bo Xiaojiu."

"Huh?" Bo Xiaohu is still in the skin, thinking about how to kiss the little princess not to be found.

"What is written on it?" Qin Mo pointed his finger at one of the paragraphs.

Bo Jiu lowered his eyes and read his eyelashes for a long time.

After Qin Mo listened, he closed the book.

Bo Xiaohu later realized that the little princess was just asking her questions.

It's really cute.

She would not laugh at the little princess' bad English.

After all, she has just begun to seriously study the Chinese characters!

Just when she wanted to give the little princess a kiss and comfort each other.

The little princess said again: "How much do you remember about the paragraph I just read?"

Bo Xiaohu thought, and was asking her again, it was really so arrogant and cute.

The tiger repeated the remarks just now.

Just waiting for the little princess to show her admiration!

However, nothing.

Qin Mo just put the book down and ticked the corner of his mouth: "It really is the same as I thought."

This little tiger, like him, can never forget.

Of course, memory can be acquired.

Just a little talent, plus the establishment of memory.

It is not without this possibility.

Anyone who has seen the strongest brain knows it.

Every thing has a connection associated with it.

As long as you remember these connections, remembering things and things will become very simple.

Because that will form a small three-dimensional map in your mind.

Such a map can only be perceived by yourself.

When he showed this ability before, everyone else would be shocked.

They really should come and see the little tiger he wants to raise. In this respect, she seems to be stronger.

Bo Jiu's ears met the smile vertically, only to think that the smile was too beautiful, just like the first melting winter snow outside.

Does the little princess laugh like this, does she want her to kiss him?

No, she has to converge today.

I have to eat something later.

If today I paid for the kiss in advance.

She was so happy after eating, and the little princess refused to let her kiss, it was so sad.

Just when Bo Xiaohu thought so.

The destination is here.

The low-key black car stopped on the side of the road.

It was a square with an amusement park.

Everywhere is full of laughter and laughter, and balloons flying up ...