National School Prince Is A Girl

The blonde butler always felt it.

Their young master is still a bit lost.

Is it because the cultural gap between China and the West is too big.

He couldn't find a better adjective?

It's because today there is no Miss Nine around the young master, so I always feel that the tall little back is somewhat different from other times.

Think about it, too.

Usually this time.

What is the young master doing?

I ’m not helping Miss Nine to roll the corner, I am wearing a scarf for Miss Nine, or I just buckle up my hat, so I do n’t want Miss Nine to see the road, just to let her not so skinny, and let the young master hold her hand walk.

But today, these young masters did not do it.

When I walked forward, I always felt a bit, how to say that sentence in Chinese, forget, anyway, it is a lonely shadow.

Also at this time.

A headlight illuminated suddenly.

At this time Qin Mo realized that it was already dark.

Looking away, the car stopped at Bo's house.

But that car is obviously not from the Bo family.

Qin Mo's eyebrows twisted slightly.

The car door was suddenly pushed open, and a small tiger jumped from above, shouting "indifferent, indifferent."

Just rushed in the direction of him.

Because he was so happy, Bo Xiaohuo forgot to control such things, and accidentally threw Qin Mo to the ground.

"Indifferent, why are you here?" The big tiger's eyes were round and black, unable to hide the joy.

Qin Mo didn't correct her strength. For the first time, he didn't say that Bo Xiaojiu, you don't want to rush over, but she turned her head and put her hand on her waist, probably just to enjoy such a long reunion Only then would you want the two to be closer.

But he didn't want people to see his emotions. He just buried his head on the shoulder of a little tiger, but his voice was soft: "It's just back."

For the first time, Bo Xiaohu saw her Princess Qin so active, and she was a little shy.

With pleasure, she took out the amulet she asked for from the master. Without thinking about it, she pulled a red thread and put it on his neck.

"Indifferent, a gift for you."

Qin Mo hummed, and that voice sounded nothing.

But the young blonde butler could see the subtle difference at first glance.

The smile on Master's face was too obvious.

Are you so happy?

And don't think that the word "Master" is okay.

He will keep everything except for Miss Jiu.

When others give him, he will politely refuse.

And as long as the person who gave the gift is Miss Nine.

No matter what small stones, wild mushrooms, and that huge piggy bank.

These obscure things were placed in the most conspicuous place in the room by the young master, and it was impossible for others to touch them.

It's the young man's favorite thing that someone asks him questions like, "Where did you buy this tiger piggy bank? Such a big one is rare."

The young master always goes back to the last sentence: "A little tiger gave it to me."

In fact, the corners of the mouth are slightly hidden upward.

At that time, the young housekeeper inexplicably got to why the young master put these things in the most conspicuous place.

Clearly showing off.

Now it seems that the young master has one more thing to show off.

The two little men hugged on the ground for a long time.

Bo Xiaohu was still instructed there: "Indifferent, the amulet can not leave, otherwise it will not work, indifference, you must listen to me at this point, um, obedient ..."

At the end, Bo Xiaohu reached out his hand and touched Qin Mo's head.

Grandpa the housekeeper is not here.

In addition to the driver and bodyguard, there was another person, William William.

He always felt that nine had a characteristic.

It is after seeing that little oriental demon, always able to automatically shield everyone around him.

Little William followed, shouted Bo Jiuyi, and said, "Nine, we will make appointments tomorrow, and if Uncle Bo does not come back today, you come to my house to sleep. Grandpa the housekeeper said, do n’t one People are at home. "

After hearing this, Bo Xiaohu felt nothing.

This is what William said the most in these two days.

When did the little tiger listen?

But the moment Qin Mo saw William, his eyes darkened.

A little tiger came down from William's car.

Also, sleep ... sleep?

This was also the first time Qin Mo felt the big stones between his chest.

pissed off?Disappointed?anger?

Probably everything.

Therefore, Qin Mo didn't hold back, and before waiting for what William said, he pulled the thin tiger from his body. No one took care of it. He directly pulled the man's wrist and entered the home.

Some strength is not under control.

But Qin Mo didn't understand.

She was obviously dragged up by brute force.

Why did he feel his fingers hurt?

The place where I was scratched over the wall just now was burned like a fire.

It was like something was burning in his chest.

He thought she would listen to him and never go out with anyone.

He admitted that his possessiveness was not normal at all.

As an ordinary child, how could not play with others.

But Qin Mo just couldn't control some ideas. For example, he always thought that this is the little tiger he raised.

The little tiger should only look at him and play with him, not with others.

He only raises such a little tiger and has no interest in others.

Since he can do it, a little tiger should do it too.

But instead of being obedient, she was close to that little William.

When Qin Mo looked down, he was calming his emotions, but he couldn't calm down.

"Bo Xiaojiu, how many times have I said that you are a girl, can't a girl even hold her back?"

Bo Xiaohu took a small face seriously: "I am very reserved."

"Did you see someone and threw it, is it reserved?" Qin Mo knew that this was anger, but he couldn't control it.

The thin little tiger's round eyes are a little gray: "Indifferent, you don't like me like this, I won't pounce on you in the future."

"You have said this sentence more than once, and you said that you will obey me." Qin Mo said here, his fingers dropped, and his voice was a little cold: "Forget it, why should I say this to you, Bo Xiaojiu, I said, if you play with other people, do n’t play with me. "

As the language fell, Qin Mo turned around and walked towards the stairs.

Bo Xiaohu subconsciously wanted to hug people.

"Don't always come to this trick." Qin Mo leaned his head, and the small side face was beautiful and cold: "If you want to play with others, just play with others, and I don't want to control you anymore."

After listening to that, Bo Xiaohuo was still a little bit injured: "I didn't say to let you control me, you are too strict, I am a skin, and it is not a bad thing."

Qin Mo heard the words and went upstairs without saying anything.

The young blonde butler looked dumbfounded.

After all, he had never seen these two villains quarrel.

To know how good Miss Jiu and the young master are, it always makes people think that they are a pair of biological siblings.

After all, when the young master treated Miss Jiu, he always used habit as the standard, so that what Miss Jiu did, he was never angry.

Unscrew the eyebrow at most, then lower your eyes to clean up Miss Jiu.

In addition to giving gifts to the young master, Miss Jiu always has the feeling of taking care of the young master. This home is similar to pouring water and taking fruits. This is done by Miss Jiu.

This is really the first time, two people quarreled.

The young blonde housekeeper wanted to say something.

Bo Xiaohu could not hear it for a long time. He stood there and was not stubborn. His head was low, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Then he raised the keypad and walked out of the door.

The whole process is slack.

She also wondered if she was too enthusiastic sometimes.

But she thought she liked it indifferently.

Otherwise, indifference will not let her play tricks.

She knew she was very skinny.

However, they have been in control for so long.

He doesn't care about himself regardless of what he says.

Can you be a little credible?

The little keyboard in the angry little tiger's hand fell, and he planned not to.

But just after the fall, I remembered the picture of the man who reassembled it after removing the keypad, and ran back and back, picking up the keypad on the ground again.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Bo supported the locomotive, lifted the helmet up, and whistle in a very breeze, lazily: "Who is it that made our family Jiuye angry."

"I don't want to play with the little princess anymore, he doesn't like me at all." Bo Xiaohu held the small keyboard and his mouth twitched into a line.

Have not waited for Mr. Bo to speak.

Bo Xiaohuo reopened his mouth: "Dad, can I tie Princess Qin away? Anyway, he won't like me anymore. After he's taken away, he might have a long life."

Mr. Bo tilted his helmet on the head of Bo Xiaohu: "If you want your dad to be wanted by the world, just take your little princess."

"What should I do, hey, it's really irritating." Bo Xiaohu turned his head down and lowered his voice again: "I haven't seen indifference for a long time, but indifference says I don't hold back, and I shouldn't keep down. "

Mr. Bo, who is used to being a daughter ’s emotional counselor, agrees a little. His voice is still casual. The leather jacket and jeans are very cool: “You really should n’t be so active. The small ice cube of the Qin family should be hung. he."

"You are not allowed to speak indifferent bad things." The little tiger is still very protective of the calf: "If you want to say it, I say it too."

Mr. Bo: ... is this daughter still close?

"Okay, Jiuye, I have something to say tomorrow." Mr. Bo stretched out his hand, picked up the little tiger, and put it on his neck: "Go home and sleep."

After a little huh, Bo Xiaohuu seemed to remember something. One hand grabbed her dad's hair, and the other took out another amulet from the small pocket of his coat; "Dad."

Mr. Bo: "I refuse to listen to you talking about your little princess again."

Thin Tiger: ...