The national school idol is a girl

Qin Mo told himself not to argue with someone smaller than him. After taking a deep breath, he raised his legs and planned to walk to the dining table.

Who knew that the man with big eyes would rush towards him in an instant.

Before Qin Mo could react, she threw him to the ground.

All that could be seen were her little tiger paws, and she scratched her head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Mo Mo, I didn't expect you to be so weak. I'll control my strength next time and not be so violent."

Who told you about such things as control and weakness? he?

Qin Mo didn't even want to breathe this time, but this person was like a small heater, making him want to throw her out by the collar, and he had to worry about her being too small.

The eyes are so big that it's annoying.

"Get up." His tone was a little cold.

Bo Jiu tilted his little head, and the tiger's tail shook: "Okay."

He is quite obedient and well-behaved.

This made Mr. An on the side laugh even more heartily.

Still, don't be too enthusiastic.

His grandson received it less enthusiastically.

Mr. An thought of this and moved the little tiger aside: "Come on, Jiu, sit down and eat something first."

Now that she was so beautiful, Bo Jiu had almost forgotten that she and her father came here to get some food. Only when Mr. An said this did she remember the purpose of her visit.

Wagging his tiger tail, he followed Mr. An and sat down.

Dad said that the people of Yan country all get to know each other from the dinner table.

After finishing the meal, Mo Mo should not be as shy as now.

Qin Mo saw that her round eyes kept looking here, so he straightened his clothes first and sat at the dining table according to basic etiquette.

He thought that after finishing the meal, he wouldn't have to see this little tiger who only affected other people's emotions.

Who knows, as soon as he sat down.

The little tiger over there used his two little hands to move the chair towards him, and then sat back down.

"Let's get closer so we can talk quietly."

Qin Mo's side face was cold, and he was naturally arrogant, like a little prince. He didn't want to speak.

Bo Jiu tilted his head: "Mo Mo, have you ever said that you are very beautiful?"

"You are the first one." Every time you say a word, you want me to throw you out.

Bo Jiu's eyes brightened even more: "I'm so discerning."

Qin Mo snorted. He changed his mind. This little tiger was really in need.

"Yes, very discerning."

Even men and women couldn't be distinguished. Qin Mo's hand holding the knife used no trace of strength when cutting the steak, but on the surface it was pure and noble.

Bo Jiu didn't realize where she was confused, and drank the water happily.

Mr. Bo, who saw everything in his eyes, only found it interesting and did not intend to expose it. Instead, he picked up the goblet in his hand and shook it twice. Such movements revealed a casual elegance, making him look like He's a character that only appears in movies.

I just took a bite of the steak.

The cell phone next to her rang.

That's a nursery rhyme.

Whenever this nursery rhyme sounds.

Mr. Bo will be busy.

This time is no exception.

But his movements were not in a hurry. After taking a look, he smiled and said to Mr. An: "Mr. An, I'm in a hurry. My ninth master may need you to take care of me."

Mr. An smiled slightly: "What trouble is there? Go and do your business. Jiu is just here to get acquainted with Mo'er."

"Thank you then." The man stood up, put on his windbreaker, and used a free hand to rub Bo Jiu's head. The back he walked out looked completely different from when he came in.

At this time, it was as if his whole body could perfectly blend into the night, and even his eyes had changed from lazy to as cold as the wind.

Not to mention the evil energy that surged out when he lowered his eyes.

Bo Jiu watched him go out, and then looked back, feeling a little dazed unexpectedly.

This was not within Qin Mo's expectation.

He found that he didn't like the way the little tiger's ears drooped.

Mr. An also noticed it and said with a smile: "Jiu, don't be restrained. After dinner, let Mo'er take you upstairs to play."

"Is that okay?" Little Tiger became energetic again.

A pair of bright eyes turned to look at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo paused and said lightly "Yeah".

The trouble for him is that if he doesn't agree, the little tiger will cry to him.

never mind.

Rather than that, it's better to agree.

"Mo Mo, you are such a good person!" Bo Jiu stretched out his hand to hug her.

Qin Mo frowned, with a cold look on his face: "You'd better take your tiger claws back, don't force me to change my mind."

Bo Jiu looked at his hands, then at the little princess sitting next to him, and suddenly realized: "Mo Mo, I know that in the Yan Kingdom, men and women are not allowed to be intimate, so they shouldn't be too enthusiastic, but don't worry, I'm a girl too."

Haha, you are a girl and I am not, so there is no need to add it.

Qin Mo was too lazy to talk to the little tiger.

He just wants to finish the steak and then go up and read a book.

At this point.

The little tiger sitting next to him seems to be very self-aware.

Didn't cause him any more trouble.

She was sitting next to her seriously, and there was no need for anyone to cut the steak for her.

Even though it was a little difficult to cut the steak because of the clothes she was wearing, she didn't speak.

The more Qin Mo looked at it, the more upset he became.

He reached out and took her dinner plate.

With a stroke of knife and fork, at such a young age, he already has good dining etiquette.

Bo Jiu paused for a moment, and then when she looked at the little princess next to her who was cutting the steak for her, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

The little princess even cuts the steak very beautifully.

Not as rude as she is.

Qin Mo moved his fingers and his voice was a little cold: "Don't look at me."

Bo Jiu awed and really stopped looking at it at first, but then couldn't help but turned his head again: "Mo Mo, if I save more money, can you sell yourself to me."

When Qin Mo heard this, he put down his knife and fork, opened his eyelids and glanced at her: "You'd better not ask me this question again."

"Is it because I have too little money?" Bo Jiu shook his piggy bank.

Qin Mo felt that it was too childish to argue with an idiot, so he pushed the tray forward and said a simple "hmm".

Little did he know that his perfunctory insouciance had become something that the other party kept in mind.

"Then I'll save more money." When Bo Jiu got serious, he didn't forget to tickle himself with his paws.

Qin Mo took a look at her face. He couldn't help it because of his mysophobia. He reached out his hand and pushed the hair around her ears to the side in order to clean his eyes.

Just today, he told himself.

Today is over.

She never wanted to appear at his dinner table again.