The national school idol is a girl

"Momo, sit down."

After saying this, Bo Xiaohu glanced at her room. She didn't think it was anything before, but now she looked at it again. Compared with the little princess's room where she had slept, she really didn't notice anything.

So the little tiger waggled its tail twice and explained forcefully: "I usually like to clean, but I caught a cold yesterday and couldn't clean it. The room was also messy. How about you sit on my lap."

After saying that, he patted his leg.

Qin Mo ignored her, walked over, pinched one of the potato chip bags, and said with a cold face, "This shouldn't be from yesterday."

After being exposed, Little Tiger Bo began to change the subject: "Momo, let me introduce to you my pets, this is Little Silver No. 1, this, Little Silver No. 2..."

All are computers.

Qin Mo glanced over and understood that the child wanted to be coaxed, so his praise was quite perfunctory: "It's a good name."

If the computer were sentient, it would definitely pop up and ask the little prince what was so good about such careless names as Little Silver No. 1 and Little Silver No. 2!

On the other hand, Bo Xiaohu was very happy to see that his taste was approved.

"I haven't finished my task today yet. Momo, wait a moment and I'll finish it soon."

Bo Jiu has rarely really believed in anyone since he was a child.

Probably like what Mrs. Bo said

The child follows her father.

Although it looks lazy, it is actually very difficult to get close to.

But in front of Qin Mo, Bo Jiu seemed to have completely let go.

I don't know why.

Probably because I met someone with completely different lifestyle habits from my own.

Or maybe it's because no matter what she sees, Little Princess Qin is the same as before. Even in this situation, she will only roll up her sleeves.

Bo Jiu felt that meeting the little princess was really a blessing she had gained in her previous life.

Of course, when you treat your future pets, you must treat them with your heart.

Dad said that you can pretend to be different.

But when you meet someone you really like, you have to listen to what the other person says, put your heart into your heart, and give in to the other person.

Xiao Bojiu considers himself a domineering president.

Of course this kind of thing must be demonstrated in practical actions.

She wants the strength to pamper the little princess.

Now let the little princess know that she is busy occasionally and cannot always accompany him.

In this way, the little princess can be sensible and there will be no psychological gap.

When Little Tiger Bo thought of this, he felt that he was too smart. He shook his tail and smiled again.

Qin Mo watched from the side as someone bent down to connect the keyboard. A pair of tiger paws were typing on it. They were white and tender but a little small.

The speed is very fast, and the code that no one can see is typed out.

Scenes like that usually only appear in comics.

After all, the person typing the keyboard is still too young.

Before meeting this little tiger, Qin Mo thought that in terms of IQ, he should be rare among his peers.

Now seeing the way Little Tiger was typing on the keyboard, the word genius naturally appeared in his mind.

The little tiger he wants to raise is still a genius.

From this point of view, we need to pay special attention to dietary nutrition.

Young Master Qin is worthy of being Young Master Qin. When he saw such a thing, he thought of how to raise people well.

Bo Jiu was very fast this time.

What a joke.

The little princess is still waiting nearby.

She must show her boyfriend power when she takes the task seriously!

The little tiger buried his head in typing the program, completely unaware that Qin Mo was looking at her like he was looking at a little domestic animal.

Probably too obsessed with cracking something.

When the little tiger came to his senses, he realized that half an hour had passed.

Oops.

She had forgotten that the little princess was next to her.

Will the little princess feel that she has neglected him?

Xiao Bojiu thought like this, rolled over and sat up.

But when she turned around, her round tiger eyes widened.

Her room seemed to be much tidier all of a sudden.

Look at Qin Mo who is holding her code book and putting it aside.

For a moment, there was only surprise on Xiao Bojiu's face. He couldn't control himself and threw down the cold-faced boy with great force.

It wasn't enough to throw him down, but he also rubbed his little tiger face there: "Momo, why are you so virtuous? How about I marry you home in the future?"

Qin Mo didn't want to be attacked like this, because the more this happened, the more he realized the height difference between the two people.

It just so happened that a certain little tiger didn't know how to restrain himself.

What else does it mean to marry him home in the future?

"Bo Xiaojiu, virtuous is used to describe girls."

When Qin Mo said this, his tone was a bit gritty.

Xiao Bojiu didn't get it at all. He raised his eyes with bright eyes and raised his tiger ears: "But you are so capable, you are virtuous."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes and chirped naturally: "Give you a kiss and praise you."

Suddenly!

Qin Mo's fingers froze, and everything he wanted to say was blocked by this one word.

The area where she was kissed felt hot again and again. In addition, her face was already soft, as if a feather had gently swept her from the bottom of her heart. It was indescribably itchy and glowing with candy. The milky aroma is hard not to notice.

Qin Mo immediately pushed the little tiger away and then turned his head away.

After Bo Jiu was pushed away, he didn't feel sad at all. He patted his little tiger sleepily and looked at the boy whose ears were gradually turning red with a smile.

That's the bad thing about her little princess, she's too easily shy.

In comparison, she seems like a little hooligan.

But she can still get the inner feelings of the little princess. She must be thinking that if she behaves well, she will be kissed, and she must behave better in the future.

Fortunately, Master Qin has no attainments in psychology yet.

Otherwise, after knowing the inner activities of this little tiger, you will definitely have to take a deep breath.

Bo Jiumu was pleased for a while, and then spoke seriously: "Momo, if you are not virtuous, I will kiss you."

Qin Mo only gave her one word: "Ha."

The aloof and aloof little prince.

Bo Jiu interpreted it well and concluded that the other party was being arrogant.

It won't affect her next performance!

Qin Mo looked at the little tiger in front of him and narrowed his eyes.

He found someone who had no idea what the difference between men and women was.

And it's not good to kiss whoever you like.

After all, there is that little red-haired guy named William.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo turned his face sideways and pinched the man's tiger ears with his fingers.

I realized that when I was doing this action, it was not so smooth.

When they stood together, they were even slightly shorter than her.

This made Qin Mo's voice become much colder when he spoke: "In the future, don't kiss people when you meet them. This is not the way to express your love."

Bo Jiu tilted his head: "Don't use this method? Then what to use? I usually give gifts with my own hands."

"Hand-to-hand gifts are done by boys to girls, not to mention that there are no hand-to-hand gifts in China." She still wants to see a person kiss each other, right?

Bo Jiuhu blinked: "But we are not in the country now, don't we need to understand basic courtesy?"

"Do you usually attend dinner parties?" Qin Mo interrupted the little tiger.

Bo Jiu shook his head: ‘I won’t participate. ’

"You want to go socializing with grandpa like me?" Qin Mo asked again.

Bo Jiu continued to shake his head.

"Then why do you use your own hands to salute?" After Qin Mo finished speaking, he added: "Usually using your own hands to salute will only make people feel greasy."

Well, Bo Jiu doesn't want to be regarded as a greasy uncle, she is so cute.

"Then I won't kiss you anymore." The little tiger said obediently, but in fact his little face was still skinny.

Qin Mo was used to it, and his face was as cold as ever, and he didn't say anything else. Raising a child is not something that happens overnight, let alone raising a tiger cub. Some habits need to be corrected slowly.

Little Tiger Bo suddenly seemed to think of something. He pulled her little princess's hand over and opened one of the computers. A small hand was moving there, as if he was modifying some program.

Even though Qin Mo has a high IQ, he is still weak in computers.

I couldn't understand what the little tiger was doing, but I could see his name flashing there.

Then, someone's tail wagged twice: "Momo, you can play this game with your mouse. It's very fun and it only takes less than a minute."

Although Qin Mo didn't understand these codes, he also knew that this should be a simple game made by Little Tiger himself.

"Is this the mission you just mentioned?"

Bo Jiu hummed: "Dad gave it to me. If I can't do it well, I'll let him eat the instant noodles he cooked. I don't want to eat the noodles he cooked."

This shows how dark Mr. Bo’s cooking skills are.

Qin Mo is not a person who likes to talk about his elders.

But Bo Little Tiger is.

And it was hard to find someone to complain about.

Little Tiger Bo flexed her fingers and began to cite all the shortcomings of her father: "He talks to me about rock-paper-scissors every time. In order to get more favor from my mother, he even says that the noodles I cook are cooked by him, because The noodles he cooked were inedible at all. He added squid to the noodles last time. The squid was too unpalatable. He hadn't cooked it yet. He said he wanted to cherish food, so he went out to feed the kittens with a pot, but even the kittens ate it. Don’t eat the food he cooks, but he also likes to show off his cooking skills.”

Having said this, the little tiger shook his tail again and said to her little princess seriously: "Momo, if my father gives you something to eat in a while and says that he helped his mother cook it, you won't be able to eat it." Don’t eat it, it’s poisonous.”

"Okay." Qin Mo agreed casually, but he was thinking in his heart, if this is really the case, then what does the little tiger usually eat.

However, he was already prepared for this.

After all, he still had fresh memories of her and Uncle Bo going to their house to have dinner.

Bo Xiaohu didn't know that her trick of pretending to be good that day had long been revealed. He poked the screen with his little hand and told Qin Mo: "Momo, you can move the mouse now."

Qin Mo personally has a general feeling about the game.

But he is still a boy no matter what.

It would actually be quite interesting.

He clicked the stand-alone button with his right hand, and the little zombie on the screen jumped forward.

The simplicity of the program means that the operability is also very simple, without any difficulty.

I originally thought that I would just jump out of the small wooden coffin and get the blood fruit.

For Qin Mo, these are not that challenging.

Unexpectedly, after the little zombie he was operating got the blood fruit, a line of text suddenly appeared on the screen: "Congratulations to my little prince Momo for successfully breaking through the level. I gave myself to you, chirp!"

Then, on the screen, the special effects of stars spread out.

The word Momo is written on every star.

Qin Mo pointed his fingers, and his eyes seemed to reflect the broken light.

It has to be said that the little tiger is very good at making people happy.

but……

"The program in the game has been written a long time ago. You just changed it to my name, right?"

When Bo Jiu heard this, his eyes widened: "Momo, you are so smart."

Qin Mo said nothing. If this procedure had been completed a long time ago, what was the name before?

Bo Jiu didn't realize that the little princess staying next to her was a very possessive person.

Still asking for credit: "Am I great?"

Qin Mo looked away and said in a light voice, "Yeah."

Um?

that's all?

Little Tiger Bo thought that after the little princess played this game, he would agree to be her pet.

She called her dad and told her about it.

Dad said this is called strategy.

Why doesn't this strategy work for her at all.

It was the first time someone played a game she made.

There is no sense of accomplishment at all.

In the past, she always gave them to herself and wrote her name on them.

Changing someone else's name like this has never happened before.

And the games she made are quite fun.

At the beginning, she clearly saw the smile rising at the corner of the little princess's mouth.

But the smile didn't last long and gradually disappeared, and in the end it became much colder.

It seems that there are some things that I cannot listen to my father.

The boss's style is too heroic.

This is not good and does not fit with her reserved image.

She needs to be self-reliant so that the little princess can accept her as soon as possible.

Bo Xiaojiu set a new position for himself.

I don't know that her little Princess Qin only has one thought in her mind right now.

That was the day after tomorrow, when he wanted to meet Mr. William that the little tiger mentioned.

After all, he dislikes people who enjoy the benefits he deserves one step ahead of him.

In short, this is a perfect misunderstanding.

On the other hand, little William, who had just jumped off the school bus, sneezed twice heavily, then turned his head and glanced behind him. For some reason, he always felt a little cold on the back of his neck.

This must be his imagination.

Little William rubbed his nose. With his blond hair, blue eyes, and being a crooked nut, he always seemed a bit bohemian.

Tomorrow he can go out for burgers with Nine.

This time he must ask his father for money, otherwise there won’t be enough food.

But I heard that a kid from Yan Kingdom moved into this area recently.

It was spread in their school that he was good-looking and looked like a little prince.

It's not his fault.

With him here, no one dares to call himself a little prince.

snort!