The national school idol is a girl

All in all, this day was a nightmare for him.

The root of the devil is this little tiger.

Since it has been seen.

Qin Mo didn't care anymore. He pulled out a scarf and wrapped it around him before going out.

Because it's too embarrassing.

Xiao Bojiu drooped his ears and explained seriously: "Mo Mo, I have never recognized someone by mistake before. It must be because you are so beautiful, and your name also sounds very cute."

After Qin Mo had something on his body, he was no longer as passive as he was in the bathtub.

He directly grabbed the man's hand.

With his eyes lowered and his side face cold, he stroked her little hand with a bit of force.

But in the end, young Master Qin’s good calligraphy was in vain.

Because after he finished writing, the man's round tiger eyes were filled with confusion: "Mo Mo, did you just write the Chinese character Yan Guo? There were a lot of gestures."

Qin Mo finally knew that this little tiger was not only a fool but also an illiterate.

Pulling the person, he walked to the desk, randomly pulled out a book, and wrote two words.

"Qin, Mo."

He pointed his finger at it, and his black hair was still dripping with water: "Remember, this is my name, Mo is the desert with solitary smoke and straight smoke."

"It's amazing!" Bo Jiu's praise was sincere. The little princess is the little princess. The handwriting is so beautiful, so it's Mo Mo.

She stretched out her hand, touched it, and made a lot of gestures. Fortunately, it was good in her memory. She could almost remember it after reading it once.

Qin Mo watched the little tiger reach out to touch his name. For some reason, his fingers paused for no apparent reason, and then he closed the book.

"Now you should know what the difference between men and women is, so." Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pointed to the small sofa behind her: "Go sleep there and don't run out again."

Bo Jiu knew that he was a guest and had to abide by the host's wishes.

After hearing what Qin Mo said, he ran back and threw himself on the sofa. Only one of his eyes was exposed under the blanket.

It turns out it’s not Momo.

It's Momo.

Really male.

Such a good-looking boy.

She had never seen it before.

But after what happened just now.

Momo must not like her a little bit.

The thought of this.

Bo Jiu couldn't help but rub his little nose, and even his little ears looked droopy and wilted.

Finally, the little tiger stopped causing trouble. Qin Mo originally wanted to turn off the lights and go to sleep. Normally, at this point, he would have been lying on the bed and reading his "Little Prince".

But, when he saw that furry little head that was still wet with moisture.

Qin Mo stopped for a moment and wondered what he was thinking.

Later I told myself, forget it, I can’t go on like this.

He doesn't have that much energy to care about others.

There was a snap.

The lights dimmed.

Bo Jiu realized that he had done something wrong, so he lay down on the small sofa without saying anything. Later, he fell asleep in a daze without knowing why.

On the other hand, the young Master Qin on the other end didn't know whether it was because there was an extra person in the room, or because he was thinking about other things, or because he was not only kissed and hugged by others today, but also looked at. .

The ups and downs are endless.

So much so that when he closed his eyes, the figure who was the culprit appeared in his mind.

I can't sleep a bit.

Qin Mo could only turn his head.

From that position, all you can see is a small ball gathered up on the sofa. The little tigers that haven't grown up look so cute, but they can eat people.

Qin Mo looked at it, probably because he was too tired.

His eyelids also sank.

He originally thought that he would dream about staying alone in the Qin family's home, with no one around except the nanny and the adjutant.

After all, everyone at home is so busy.

It's normal for him to play alone.

What's more, now we are abroad again.

Surprisingly, Qin Mo did not dream that night. Perhaps his physical strength and energy were used to guard against a certain little tiger, so he slept very soundly that night.

Snowy night.

The cold month.

Owls hoot from time to time outside.

This kind of bird is rarely seen in the country.

But abroad, it still exists.

It's like entering a magical world.

Even the forest outside the window is clearly visible.

Early morning always comes just right.

When the sun shines down.

Can light up a lot.

The white European-style villa has a completely different atmosphere from that in China.

This is probably the charm of humanities and architecture.

The streets here are extremely clean.

There was also a thick layer of snow.

It had been snowing all night, and before I had time to clean it, it made a squeaking sound when I stepped on it.

But the snowplow has arrived.

The driver of the car also wore a furry hat, which was very appropriate for the occasion.

Qin Mo woke up when he heard the music that came with the snowplow. He stretched out his hand to block the light that came in, and then turned his head to the side. There was no one on the small sofa on the left.

Unexpected.

That little tiger actually got up earlier than him.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.

He didn't want to recall what happened last night.

Wearing home pajamas, she walked into the bathroom.

While he was brushing his teeth, he frowned involuntarily when he saw the bathtub.

Sometimes the memory is too good, and it is not something worth being happy about.

He was thinking about telling his grandfather that he wanted to change rooms.

As soon as you step into this bathroom, that scene always emerges.

But later, Qin Mo thought again and realized it was not necessary.

Even if he doesn't want to see the little tiger next door, he will always see it.

Seeing that face, even if I change the room, I will still think of what I should think of.

But there is one thing, he also said, just last night.

Starting today, everything is back to normal.

Qin Mo thought of this and wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel. Even though he was young, he could already see his tutor in every gesture.

After washing up, he even changed himself into a set of clothes before walking downstairs.

Before going downstairs, Qin Mo had already made preparations to see the little tiger in front of the dining table.

After all, he hasn't forgotten what she came for yesterday.

Since it's just for free.

If you rub it once, it’s rubbish. If you rub it twice, it’s rubbish.

She shouldn't miss breakfast.

What Qin Mo didn't expect was that this time he made a mistake in judgment.

There was no shadow of the little tiger in front of the dining table.

There isn't even a place to have refreshments.

Only the young butler saw him coming down and came up with a dinner plate: "Master, are you awake? I have prepared bread slices and steamed buns for breakfast. Which one do you want to eat?"

Qin Mo glanced over there again, and after confirming that the little tiger was not there, he casually said an option: "Bread slices."