The national school idol is a girl

Xiao Bojiu ignored her father. She was really not in the mood to eat, especially when she heard the news that her mother would not come back.

In the end, the man stood up and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He glanced at the building outside the window and saw that the lights over there were on. He laughed again: "Master Jiu, dinner is ready."

"You even cooked the noodles so badly that I don't want to eat them." Bo Jiu said he was not interested.

The man stretched out his long legs and blocked his daughter's way: "I'm not cooking. Bring the fruit plate on the table and we'll go next door to be guests and have a meal."

next door?

Bo Jiuyi's eyes lit up when he heard these two words.

He quickly put the fruits and other things into the packaging box.

Giving a fruit plate as a display gift is outrageous.

Even her father was still smiling and emphasizing: "That's my old friend from China."

Bo Jiu still has no skin.

That's the little princess's house, how can you just take advantage of it?

"How can you leave by yourself?" The man has quit smoking completely since having his daughter. Now he is wearing a mask and a black down jacket, but he is so young and handsome that people think he is just a big brother: "Come here, hold her?"

Bo Jiuyi held a piggy bank in one hand and a fruit gift box in the other. He looked at him up and down and said seriously: "I want to leave by myself and give the new neighbors a good impression of being sensible and well-behaved."

"Our Ninth Master has really grown up." The man smiled again, took his hand back, put it into his trouser pocket, and walked behind the little tiger, with a nonchalant feeling about him.

The tall one and the short one look like they came out of a British cartoon, and they really don't look like people in real life.

You can still vaguely hear the conversation between the two.

"Your mother will be back soon. Don't tell her that today we went to eat next door."

"Why? Mom would be happy if she knew a fellow countryman was coming."

"Why do you think I can't even cook instant noodles? I don't want to lose face? Huh?"

"Mr. Bo, it's already very shameful for you to eat soft rice."

"Just because you're young and a girl, you think I won't beat you, right?"

"Yes." Bo Jiu shook the little tiger's tail.

Mr. Bo looked at the mopping floor, raised it with one hand, and said in a lazy voice, with his profile looking very handsome in the snowy color: "Chichi, you little kid's shoes, you are a little thick-skinned."

"This is inheritance." Bo Jiu held something in his hand and turned his head seriously: "I inherited it from you."

Mr. Bo disagreed: "That's why you are so open-minded. Okay, I'm going to ring the doorbell. Please remember your personality."

A conversation between a father and his daughter.

Didn't expect to be heard.

The person who heard the conversation was the little boy who had come in with the sled at the side door.

It was too cold outside, but he didn't wear a coat. It was probably just a random action.

Little boys are not people who like to eavesdrop on what others are saying.

Rather than saying he doesn't like it, it's more that he doesn't care what others say.

But even so, when he was picking up the sled, he still paused.

After all, the conversation between father and daughter was unusual.

The little boy has never been exposed to a father and daughter getting along like this before, so he will inevitably raise his eyes and glance at them.

But it's just a matter of glance.

Soon, he closed the door.

Looking at Grandpa not far away, he was instructing the butler to prepare for today's dinner.

Ask him how rare he wants his steak to be.

The little boy was thinking about whether to tell his grandfather, but two people were standing outside.

Just the next second.

The doorbell rang.

There's still snow falling outside.

Mr. An was still wondering who would come at this point.

The housekeeper had already walked over: "Sir, do you want to open the door?"

Mr. An nodded.

The butler walked over and opened the silver door handle with his slender fingers.

Big snowflakes came in with the howling north wind.

One large and one young appeared outside the door.

Maybe the pajamas on the little one are too eye-catching.

Mr. An saw a little tiger at first sight.

The big pure black eyes are full of agility, and they are looking at the inside. A pair of ears are hanging down like a curly cat, which is cute and handsome.

Not to mention the slender man standing behind her, with a slight smile on his lips. Against the moonlight, there was no hint of aging. He was as bright as a star, but with an evil aura: "Mr. Andre, long time no see." ”

Mr. An's eyes lit up: "Brother Bo, come in quickly, come in quickly!"

Listening to the adult's greetings, Xiao Bojiu's eyes began to move again. Where is her little princess?

Why didn't you see anyone?

Just when she was thinking this.

Mr. An said there: "Mo'er, come here and take a look at your little friend."

Moer?

This is the second point of misunderstanding.

Smart little Bo Jiu thinks that little princesses are usually very shy and that's why they are given names like Mo'er.

So she was even more sure that what she saw outside the window just now was a girl?

Xiao Bojiu confidently determined the gender of her little princess.

Nothing fantasy at all.

When she saw the figure walking towards her again, she felt even more confident.

The slippers the other party was wearing were from red pandas, but the trousers were tightened tightly and clung to the slender straight calves. They were very eye-catching. In addition, he had taken off his coat, and the bright red sweater underneath looked like something she had seen before. Maple Leaf, his skin is like the white snow that has just fallen outside, his eyes are as bright as stars, and his eyelashes are so long that even though they are so far apart, you can still clearly see the pure black length.

He stood there, his black hair like splashing ink, and the nobleness that came with it reappeared in Bo Jiu's eyes.

The north wind blew again, carrying snowflakes against the bonfire inside the house and the Christmas tree outside. One of them fell on the boy's shoulders.

He turned his head and blew lightly before looking over, very politely.

I don't know why Xiao Bojiu thought that look in his eyes was too cold.

However, such indifference did not dampen Xiao Bojiu's enthusiasm.

It is said in fairy tale books that there are many kinds of princesses.

The person she met today must be cold-blooded on the outside, but actually shy easily.

After a while, she had to control herself and not be too frivolous. It would not work like she did when she hit William before.

When dealing with the little princess, be patient and speak in a soft voice.

Now that she has brought her piggy bank back, she has confidence.

Anyway, don’t scare people away.

She had never thought anyone was so good-looking.

This one in front of me.

It seems like she took her home and kept her as a pet.

But her father has said before that if you see something you like, you should buy it and take it home, and don’t take it from others for nothing.

It's the same online.

Therefore, Xiao Bojiu's first reaction when he saw the little princess was to hug her piggy bank.

Now her chance has come...