The national school idol is a girl

The little Qin Mo froze.

The soft touch on the side of his face made him forget to even push the little tiger away.

In your breath, in addition to the fragrance of milk, it smells like candy.

His eyes slowly opened.

It's like he doesn't want to accept this scene.

But it has long been unable to stop it.

His fingers paused there.

After seeing his grandson showing such an expression, Mr. An was stunned for a moment, and then laughed uncontrollably.

A certain little tiger was really brave and kissed him right away.

Speaking of which, this is probably the first time that my grandson has been kissed.

It doesn’t count when you’re just born.

As long as he could remember, it seemed that he had never been kissed by anyone again.

After all, when we were in the compound.

Children of the same age thought his grandson was too mature.

Nor would he do such an intimate act.

After all, my grandson’s mysophobia has been around since he was a child.

However, when Mr. An saw his grandson's face struck by lightning, he couldn't help but smile from the corners of his lips.

The little tiger who caused the trouble didn't know what he had done. He moved his paw forward and hooked Qin Mo's ear: "Mo Mo, are your ears so red because you were shy when I kissed you? Don't be shy, we will sleep together soon."

Qin Mo didn't think anything at first, but when he was touched by someone like this, he realized that the two people were too close. He reached out and pulled the person's tail, and said in a cold voice: "Who wants to sleep with you."

This little tiger doesn't care if he can't tell the difference between men and women. He just kisses people when he sees them.

She doesn't even know what being reserved is.

Bo Jiu blinked in confusion, his little face began to slump, even his tiger ears drooped: "If you don't welcome me, I will go back to sleep and come back to you tomorrow."

Qin Mo didn't speak at first.

I saw the man holding the small piggy bank in his arms, and then looked at the falling snow outside and the dark and rich night.

Qin Mo tilted his face and said, "I will never break my promise. Since grandpa said you should stay, you can stay.

"Really?" Bo Jiu's ears stood up again, almost wagging his tiger tail: "You promised to sleep with me."

Qin Mo told himself again that everything was because she was still young.

"You sleep on the sofa and I sleep on the bed. We have no intention of sleeping together." Qin Mo corrected the little tiger who had disrupted his life rhythm after only three hours of arrival: "Don't talk nonsense. Also, leave." I stay away, keep one meter away.”

"One meter?" Bo Jiu put down the small piggy bank and gestured. He curled his lips and said, "So far? Why? I can't even touch you."

Qin Mo snorted. At a young age, his temperament has been developed: "Before asking me why, shouldn't you first look at your behavior?"

"Behavior?" Xiao Bojiu didn't understand. After thinking for a long time, he asked shyly, "Is it because I am too strong?"

Qin Mo didn't want to talk. What did this have to do with strength.

"I understand. It is said in fairy tales that princesses are made of water. When I hug you in the future, I will use less force. After all, you are so small and weak, and I might hurt you." Bo Jiu was quite serious when he said this, and even reviewed his behavior with great annoyance.

Little did he know that Qin Mo had only one idea at this time, to pick her up and throw her out through the window.

Are all princesses made of water? Small? weak? he?

Qin Mo stretched out his hand to pinch someone's paw and took a deep breath: "You'd better shut up now."

When Bo Jiu heard this, he happily said the word "good".

Just because of this good word, Qin Mo couldn't even say the next words.

The handsome mixed-race face with an angelic temperament suddenly turned darker.

The cold and dignified character is still there, but it has become angry.

It was really fun to watch Mr. An, who had been observing the interaction between the two little people.

He thought that this trip abroad might be the right one.

After all, who could have imagined that his grandson would talk so much, make so many expressions, and even hold back on a child in one day.

I hold back something all the time, probably because I think the little tiger is too small.

As his grandson, he is younger than me, so he won't care too much.

But this is not entirely correct.

After all, when I was there, it wasn't like I was younger than him, and I saw him behave like this.

Perhaps it was because the little tiger in front of him was so enthusiastic when hugging him. Even if he looked at it from the side, he felt that he could not push away the hug.

It seems that his grandson met a little devil star.

Fortunately, Little Magic Star is very well-behaved.

Holding his own little piggy bank, he followed his grandson and stopped talking. He also handed a glass of water to his grandson, saying with actions, "I will take good care of you and so on."

Don't ask Mr. An why he feels so.

Because this is the expression the little tiger gives people.

Why is it so cute? I really want to reach out and rub it.

Especially the way he looks at his grandson with big eyes.

If he were his grandson, he would have rubbed it long ago.

His grandson was doing well, and he really kept the little tiger away from him.

Then, he glanced in his direction again.

Mr. An laughed, knowing that his grandson was saying, "Grandpa, when do you plan to go to the theater again?"

He took the faucet crutch and shook it: "Grandpa still has something to do. If you want to have a midnight snack, let the housekeeper cook it for you. The milk is hot outside, and there are more snacks."

"Okay." After all, he was still young and had an obedient side. The little Qin Mo took a step forward and said to Mr. An: "Grandpa, good night."

Mr. An wanted to continue watching, but considering his grandson's intelligence, he had better let the two little people develop freely.

But look at the appearance of his grandson.

It seemed like he was just going to tolerate the little tiger for one night.

Bo Jiu followed Qin Mo to say good night to Mr. An. Unlike other girls who were soft and cute, she was a bit aggressive.

After seeing Mr. An leave, he came over with a glass of milk in both hands and handed it to Qin Mo: "I know you were unhappy when I said you were short. Mo Mo, I didn't mean it. In fact, it's good for you to be like this." , It’s okay for a girl to be shorter, you are so cute and good-looking anyway, but if you really want to grow taller, you can drink more milk, and I will give you my cup.”

"No need." Qin Mo failed to control his strength with his fingers and broke his favorite shy grass.

Bo Jiu lowered his head and looked at his toes, looking at a loss.

Qin Mo took a deep breath. After taking the glass of milk, he suddenly felt a little headache.

Why, he was treated as a girl, and he had to worry that the little tiger would feel hurt if he was too cold.

Probably because that face is so deceiving.

Thinking of this, after Qin Mo finished drinking the milk, he reached out and pinched her face without using any force, because the feeling in his hand was a bit unexpected.

It was as tender as egg pudding, so soft that I couldn't get rid of it.

Qin Mo turned his head and put his hand away. Forget it, it was only enough for one night anyway.

Bo Jiu watched her little princess walk into the bathroom.

Before leaving, the little princess touched her face.

It must be because she is so lovable that even the little princess can't help but feel itchy.

Thinking of this, Xiao Bojiu began to seriously plan how to make the little princess like her more.

After all, it is too difficult to take him home and raise him.

The little princess is too troublesome.

And it's easy to be shy.

Bo Jiu Tong Xia tilted her eyes. Her father had never told her what she would do if the other person was too shy.

Qin Mo, who was about to wash up, didn't know what the little tiger outside was thinking.

Just after closing the door, I looked at myself in the mirror. It seemed that the touch from before was still there on my hands, and what was going on with the milky odor all over his body.

It must have been carried out by her.

Qin Mo squeezed out the toothpaste, and his indifferent face once again had another expression.

The little tiger was somewhat bored waiting outside.

In addition, she suddenly thought of a good way to quickly improve her relationship with the little princess.

He bent down and placed the piggy bank on the sofa.

Then he ran to the drawer and took out a small scarf.

In fact, when he saw this, Bo Jiu sighed, the little princess was really clean and totally different from her.

Her scarves had never been so neatly folded together.

It's all just thrown away.

For this reason, her father always made her think about her mistakes.

Xiao Bojiu always felt that her father was deliberately looking for trouble. After all, that man always lost to her in guessing games.

William, who lives next door, is more casual than her.

Now it seems that her knowledge is too narrow.

Everything in the little princess's place is in the shape of a square, and it smells good. There are also a lot of books.

Xiao Bojiu compared this and looked at himself again.

I feel like I am really full of shortcomings.

But she didn't plan to change.

However, she must pay more attention to hygiene in the future.

Otherwise, the little princess will throw it out as garbage.

After Xiao Bojiu told himself this, he began to fight against his little tiger pajamas.

This pajama was originally bought by his father, who asked him to be responsible for making it cute for his mother. The claws, ears, and tail were all put together, and he had to be helped when putting them on.

It is also very difficult to take off. An ordinary five-year-old child can pull it off without seeing it.

But you have to believe that our little tiger Master Jiu is different.

If the manual method doesn't work, use the rolling technique.

With a few bites and pulls from the tiger's teeth, the neat and handsome golden cicada escaped from its shell. After picking up a small scarf, he was ready to go into the bathroom to surprise the little princess.

Since we all have to sleep together.

Of course we have to take a shower together.

In this way, intimacy can continuously increase.

Bo Jiu thought she was so smart for coming up with such an idea. Before going in, she didn't forget to give herself a thumbs up in the mirror.

Young Master Qinmo, who had already taken off his clothes, was not aware of the thoughts of the little tiger outside the door.

I thought she had started to doze off again since she hadn't made a sound for a long time.

Sitting in the small bathtub custom-made for him by his grandfather, he lay down halfway and put a towel on his forehead. His black hair was a little wet, and his lips were red and his teeth were white, and even his eyes were filled with moisture.

It's no wonder that Xiao Bojiu mistook young master Qin Mo for a girl.

With such an appearance, he is really ashamed of himself. This is probably related to Qin Mo’s natural aura of nobleness and immortality.

But at this time, he can still tell that he is a boy.

But after all, since she was a tutor since she was a child, she does everything by herself without telling her anything, and she still behaves very decently.

Reaching out to get some shower gel, Qin Mo just wanted to apply it on his arms.

Then I heard the door creak open.

Little tiger, no, no, it shouldn’t be called a little tiger anymore.

Because the man didn't have any pajamas on him, he was wearing a small white scarf and walked towards him half-clothed.

Qin Mo suddenly had a very bad premonition. Looking at the little man who shouldn't be here, his little eyebrows wrinkled little by little.

"Mo Mo, let's wash it together, I'll help you wash it off." Bo Jiu said, taking off his scarf, wearing a pair of tiger pants, with a small body like a snow-white dumpling, and got into the bathtub directly.

Qin Mo's tutor understood the difference between men and women almost from the time he could remember.

His IQ is twice as high as his peers, not to mention his psychology.

Being precocious not only means being derailed from your peers, but also that you have never been so close to anyone.

Now when I see someone about to come in, my whole body freezes up again!

"Don't come in."

In desperation, Qin Mo could only say this.

Bo Jiu looked at his red ears, with a look of realization on his face, and then said considerately: "Mo Mo, you are shy again. Didn't I just say that we are both girls, although I am taller than you, and my hair is shorter than yours." You're short, but I'm really a girl. If you don't believe me, get closer and you can look more carefully."

"Little, old, tiger." Qin Mo looked at the leg that had moved forward instead of restraining, and completely regretted his soft-heartedness just now.

Bo Jiu didn't realize this, and corrected him seriously: "Mo Mo, my name is not Little Tiger, but Bo Jiu. Bo Jiu's Bo, Bo Jiu's Jiu, very handsome."

under such circumstances.

It's hard not to remember someone's name.

Qin Mo's breath was somewhat depressed: "Bo, Xiao, Jiu, come closer and try."

"I won't lean over." Bo Jiu said she was very obedient: "I can just sit next to you, but you, Mo Mo, if you hide further, your neck will be submerged, and you will drink unclean water. , there are too many white bubbles in the water, it will give you a stomachache after drinking it. Actually, don’t be so tight-lipped. I know you are not used to it when you first came abroad. My dad said that people in our country are very reserved. Actually, I am too. ”

oh?

He really didn't see how subtle the man in front of him was? !

Luckily there's milk in it.

Otherwise, he would probably be seen by her now.

Qin Mo told himself not to argue with a fool.

However, the two of them were right next to each other, and as soon as her little feet stretched out, they touched his legs...

Fourth update, Ann