Bo Jiu almost used patience that he had never used before to take care of Qin Mo.

To be honest, she is not a person who can take care of people.

But this time I also know that I would adjust Qin Mo's pillow or something.

Of course, there is also body temperature measurement.

Bo Jiu felt that it was difficult to do the job of measuring body temperature, so he had to suppress his nature of having to tie people up and eat human tofu every time.

This is not good.

But think about it carefully.

It is not common for a great god to look so weak.

He was wearing white pajamas like a sick beauty, black hair, and a collection of poems in his hands.

If you can eat tofu, eat it.

Qin Mo raised his eyes and looked at someone who had taken advantage of his face and raised his lips.

I really couldn't help but want to laugh.

What's going on with this guy?

"What are you laughing at?" Bo Jiu turned his head.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "I'm smiling?"

"Of course, I was laughed at by my handsome smile?" Bo Jiu took another book to Qin Mo.

Sometimes listening to great masters reading is also a pleasure.

Since he is a psychological criminal.

It must be very clear about what tone to read the text, which is easier to touch people's hearts.

With such skills as a great god, you can become a cv quickly.

but……

Think about it this way.

Bo Jiu also realized a problem.

The man sitting in front of her.

Is it even hypnosis?

Qin Mo opened the book in his hand and his voice was careless: "Tell me about your childhood."

When I was a kid?

Bo Jiu turned his eyes and pressed his forehead to the back of his head: "I love fighting."

She didn't know why the great god asked her about her childhood.

But Bo Jiu understood very well, most of it was for testing.

The great god has been looking for someone to check her.

Just start from the Fu family.

Can't find anything.

Bo Jiu can guarantee this.

Just the others...

Unless the master found something else.

Bo Jiu's eyebrows were still smiling. This was the habit she developed: "Where did Brother Mo when he was a child?"

She really wants to hear how her dog-type pets think of herself.

Let’s talk about such topics.

Not expected, but I think it's good.

"I read books." Qin Mo's voice was very light: "Sometimes I go to the armed forces."

After hearing these activities, Bo Jiu only had a sentence in his mind, "The real warlord master."

but……

“What about the others?”

The great god has not mentioned her as his master.

The cliché must be fully confused.

Qin Mo put the books in his hand together: "Nothing else."

Nothing else?

Bo Jiu paused for a moment in his posture.

How could there be no other?

Qin Mo saw that the person in front of him kept looking at him, and raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"without."

Should I say I am lost?

Bo Jiu felt that this shouldn't be the case.

But I can't explain it clearly.

This is not very true.

But why is there nothing else?

When Bo Jiu lowered his eyes, he smiled again and continued, "I thought people like Brother Mo should have been to many places when they were young, but they were mixed-race after all."

"No." Qin Mo replied subconsciously at first, and then he raised his eyes: "Maybe he has been there, but I forgot."

What does it mean to forget?

Bo Jiu looked at him.

Qin Mo let his eyes go: "My grandfather said he had taken me to the United States, and I had no impression at all. There are some other things, and I lost my memory for a while."

Bo Jiu never thought that this would be the answer.

I have never seen anyone say that he is so calm when he loses his memory.
Chapter completed!