The national school idol is a girl

He hadn't waited for the blond butler to make the call to tip off the news.

After breakfast, the young master called him to the study.

Their young master really looks like a character in a martial arts novel.

How can any child be interested in music, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood?

This is their young master!

Not only is the study room separate, but there are also pens, inks, papers and inkstones that were only used in the ancient Yan Kingdom.

The blond butler felt deeply that he had come to the An family at the right time.

Those book lovers have no idea what it feels like to have a real-life version of a master brought in!

Their young master is definitely a legendary master!

But the blond butler still didn't know why their young master found him at this time.

After thinking about it, the only thing that came to mind was that the young master would definitely warn him not to say anything he shouldn't.

Don't ask him why he knows!

This is how online novels are written!

However, what Qin Mo said was not this, but: "Do you have any experience in raising children?"

Blonde housekeeper:......

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Um?

The blond butler straightened his posture and thought for the time being that the young master was asking him for advice: "In the West, when raising children, we pay special attention to cultivating the child's independence."

After speaking, he observed the young master's expression, which seemed to be quite satisfactory.

Then he continued: "For example, it is better to let the children do it by themselves."

When Qin Mo heard this, he raised his eyes and said, "I would like to ask, how old are you this year?"

"Young man, I'm 24." The blond butler spoke in federal language.

After hearing this, Qin Mo put down the copybook in his hand: "You should not be married yet at the age of 24. I have studied. It seems that you have no experience in teaching children."

so?

The blond butler didn't quite understand this sentence.

Qin Mo seemed to be making some plans and muttered to himself: "You still have to feed the little tiger, he is still young."

Blonde Butler: ...Master, since you have already made your decision, why do you still ask me for advice?

What's more, what is called a tiger cub is still young.

You are the same age!

"Also, I will change my breakfast to milk from now on." When Qin Mo said this, there was no expression on his face.

The blond butler was confused: "Young Master, don't you like drinking milk?"

Chairman An also specifically mentioned this in the kitchen. The young master prefers Chinese food and dislikes the fishy smell and foam of milk, so he seldom drinks it.

Why do you want to change breakfast all of a sudden now?

When Qin Mo heard the blonde butler's question, his fingers paused.

Why else.

For three centimeters.

"Young Master?" The blond butler looked sideways and asked again.

Qin Mo looked very calm: "From today on, I like it."

The blond butler was speechless, thinking that their young master was really unpredictable.

At this moment, a tigerish little milky sound suddenly came from my ears.

"vast and lonely!"

The young blond housekeeper turned around, and sure enough it was Miss Ninth.

Qin Mo also saw the little tiger over there holding hot water in his two paws, and raised his eyes to give the blond butler a look.

The blond butler did this very well, his eyes flashed as soon as he touched her, and his ability to comprehend was very strong.

No, he has something to tell Chairman An. He has to calm down and summarize!

Bo Jiu in the study didn't know what was going on. She was wagging her little tail and watching her little princess finish the hot water that she brought her.

What comes out of my heart is infinite satisfaction.

Yesterday Momo refused to drink what she brought over, but today he no longer resisted.

This is a good sign.

I believe that soon, her little princess will agree to buy herself to her.

Simply delicious.

Qin Mo drank the hot water from the cup and his throat felt much better.

Look at the little tiger wagging its tail in front of him.

He completely denied the young butler's proposal just now.

The little tiger is already very good at taking care of him, and there is no need to develop any independent abilities at all.

It's just that one thing didn't develop as Qin Mo wanted.

After watching him drink the medicine, the little tiger suggested going home, wagging his tail and saying, "Mom is back. She must be pestered by dad again. I have to act cute, otherwise mom will worry."

Although I know what Little Tiger said is correct.

But his original plan was to teach her to write.

As a result, I can only stay in the study by myself.

Qin Mo told himself that it was okay, and instead became quieter.

When Bo Jiu saw the little princess humming, he stood next to the desk, picked up the brush placed on it, and looked at his face turned sideways, half hidden in the intersection of light and shadow.

Seems like she needs a hug.

Bo Jiu couldn't hold it back when he thought about it. He hugged him with more force, but the brush fell off, and the other end successfully scratched Qin Mo's face.

A second of embarrassment.

Bo Jiu began to realize that he seemed too rough and had already stretched out his claws to scratch his ears.

The little princess will definitely call her name again.

Unexpectedly, the man just glanced at her, then took out a piece of paper and wiped the face that was stained by her.

The more this happened, the more guilty and flustered Little Tiger Bo became.

Qin Mo made it clear that there are two different attitudes towards those raised by him and those not raised by him.

He needs to be taught slowly after raising him.

"Don't rush over like this all at once in the future."

Bo Jiu nodded and said, "Momo, can you stop practicing calligraphy first?"

"What?" Qin Mo felt like a little prince after wiping his face.

Bo Jiu took his hand: "I want to take you to meet my parents. You took care of me all night yesterday. I have to tell my father."

This is a historic development. She still has to learn from her father about what to do next.

Qin Mo paused after hearing her words.

I thought she would come over often in the future.

Etiquette-wise, you really should go say hello to Uncle Bo and the others.

If Mr. An knew about this, he would definitely laugh again.

After all, when had his grandson taken the initiative to visit anyone?

Now I was moved by the little tiger with just one or two words.

It's truly a miracle.

But today Qin Mo really didn't look like he was alone in the study.

I didn't think it was anything like this before.

Probably there is an extra little tiger around.

Suddenly without it, the study felt deserted.

After finding a reason to convince yourself.

Master Qin packed up, picked up his own down jacket with a fluffy collar, and put it over a certain little tiger.

At this time, Bo Jiu felt no pressure wearing Qin Mo's clothes, but it made his little face look even better.

Two people wear the same brand of coat.

Master Qin has had good taste in clothes since he was a child, probably influenced by Queen An.

Now like this, two little people are wearing a series of down jackets, stepping on the white snow, no matter how you look at them, they give people the feeling of being carved from pink.

Bo Jiu was very happy because the little princess let her hold hands and leave.

There's just something wrong with it, and I don't know why. Every time the little princess looks at her shoulder, her eyes change.

As for that.

The blond butler who was standing in front of the door to see off the two children was afraid that he had undoubtedly discovered the secret of why the young master ordered all breakfast to be milk.

The young master must be concerned about height!

It looks like this.

The young master is indeed shorter than Miss Ninth.

After the blond butler captured this information, he called his boss.

After Mr. An heard all these things, there were a few more lines in the corners of his eyes when he smiled. ah

His grandson also has times like this.

Because of your height problem, have you started drinking milk now?

When Mr. An smiled, he was thankful again that he had brought his grandson here.

No, it should be said that meeting the Bo family's little tiger is the most important thing.

The other end.

This was the first time that Xiao Bojiu brought someone home as a guest.

Her father hides too many little secrets for others to see.

As the little bully within a radius of ten miles.

Those people couldn't understand why she liked the small keyboard.

For those who don't understand her.

Bo Jiu naturally wouldn't take it home.

Momo is different.

Knowing that the small keyboard was very important to her, he wiped it for her and let her hold it.

Anyway, what does Little Tiger Bo think of her little princess now?

Mr. Bo did not expect that his ninth master would bring young master Qin across the street to have a meal.

He was originally a soft-boiled character, but after seeing Qin Mo, he raised his eyebrows lazily.

Qin Mo is smart. He remembered a certain adult he saw at home and a certain adult who was wearing a hairband on his head and dressed like a student. After these two appearances.

He called out calmly: "Uncle Bo."

Mr. Bo smiled: "Be good."

This kid from the Qin family is really interesting.

But no matter how interesting it is, I'm afraid it will fall into the hands of his Master Jiu.

He knew very well that when his little Master Jiu wanted something, the enthusiasm he expressed could melt people.

That's up to him.

Mr. Bo asked people to sit down calmly.

Mrs. Bo was dressed in professional attire and wearing a pair of black high heels. It looked like she was going out, but after seeing her daughter, the coldness in her eyes melted away, and she bent down and hugged her: "Today nine Have you been obedient?"

"Yes." Bo Jiuyi confirmed with a well-behaved face: "I don't even have skin."

Mrs. Bo chuckled and pinched her nose. When she saw Qin Mo standing on the other side, her eyes flashed with surprise. You must know that her family would never take children home.

This is the first one.

Moreover, the other party also has the blood of Yan Kingdom.

Mrs. Bo is in business and has met many different kinds of people.

But no child can match the excellence of the little boy in front of me.

It would remind her of the ancient poems she had learned before going abroad.

There is a bandit son, standing gracefully.

At a young age, he is noble and noble.

How did her Jiujiu meet such a little friend?

Noticing his mother's gaze, Bo Jiuhu's round eyes turned. After coming out of his arms, he ran to Qin Mo and held his hand: "Mom, this is Mo Mo. He was the one who took care of him yesterday." I was given medicine one night."

Mrs. Bo knew that her family never praised others easily.

Both father and daughter are lazy towards everyone.

It's rare that anyone catches their eye.

Now the daughter's eyes showed more than just that this boy took care of her.

Mrs. Bo was about to speak.

But I saw the boy make a move.

Very small movements.

He just stretched out his hand to roll up her sleeves for Jiajiu.

Her Jiu has been smart since she was a child, and her memory is even different from other children.

Mrs. Bo is not at home, and sometimes she wonders if this kind of memory has been subtly influenced by others.

This is both a good thing and a bad thing for children.

If you have a high IQ, you will most likely not be able to make friends in childhood.

She was always worried that no one would take care of her family.

Now it seems that she doesn't have to worry so much.

Among her peers, there are also people who can understand her family.

It seems that she not only understands, but also does her job as a mother.

"Thank you, Little Prince Mo, for taking such good care of our Jiu." Mrs. Bo bent down and gently touched Qin Mo's head: "You haven't had lunch yet. I'll make something for you and Jiu later."

Qin Mo hasn't spoken yet.

Mr. Bo on the other side said, "Isn't it that I have a meeting to attend? You are indeed coaxing me."

Mrs. Bo glanced at him, which meant nothing more than saying that there were children here, so he, the older child, would wait a moment.

Mr. Bo put his hand back and said, "It seems that I am going to fall out of favor."

A few words of dialogue.

Qin Mo knew what the situation was like in this family.

Completely different from his home.

His mother was taken care of by his father, who was considerate, gentle and considerate.

It doesn't look like being in the army at all.

But the majesty of the family is still there.

And his mother is always eaten to death by his father.

On the other hand, Uncle Bo can be said to be very unscrupulous when it comes to eating soft food.

Aunt Bo is basically responsible for coaxing the two children.

One is the little tiger, and the other is Uncle Bo.

Qin Mo thought that he might be able to help Aunt Bo share the burden. Before starting the meal, he naturally took the little tiger aside, leaving Uncle Bo more space to eat.

This was also the reason why the latter became more and more pleased with this boy.

Not bad, pretty good.

Mr. Bo thought this way and took up a little more of his wife's time.

She also told the president of his family with practical actions that she did not need to take care of the two children at all, and it was his older child who needed to be taken care of.

Indeed.

Because Little Tiger Bo's attention is no longer on her mother.

But she really wants to introduce her things to her little princess.

This is not what dad said.

It was she who wanted to be closer to her little princess.

When Qin Mo followed Little Tiger into the room, he discovered that this room was different from other children's rooms.

Not that the decor is any different.

But it is impossible to put three computers in a child's room.

And every computer is the latest model.

Not to mention the procedural books littering the floor.

Although very simple.

But Qin Mo’s Federal Language proficiency has always been online.

Looking at the cover, you know what it is for. Even if you only understand an abstract concept, you also understand that the little tiger in front of you is no ordinary little tiger.