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One thousand and eleventh, look at the photos of nine hours, Ann

He Honghua's cheerful voice came from outside the door: "Jiu, go downstairs soon, the meal is ready."

After adjusting his breath, Bo Jiu spoke with a smile: "Okay, let's go down."

He Honghua was still making soup, but when she got it, she went downstairs.

Bo Jiu's skills have always been neat, and after that, his legs were a little less focused, but this did not affect her getting up.

But as soon as she stood up, the thing belonging to another person spread down her white long legs, she couldn't help but pause.

Qin Mo also saw it. His slender figure, originally tied with a shirt, half bent down, pulled two pieces of paper from the paper next to him, and pinched his fingers.

After wiping it twice, he simply picked up Bo Jiu and hugged him: "Go down after taking a shower."

This time, Bo Jiu did not refuse.

The shower time won't take long.

Qin Mo rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, washed the person all over, and then took a towel to wrap the person. The breath came over: "Is it cold?"

Bo Jiu shook his head, and water was dripping from his silver hair. The great god's action of showering people was really not gentle. He probably threw her under the shower and took her back.

At that moment, Bo Jiu remembered the scene where the great god threw the princess into the bathtub, which was basically the same.

The medicine still needs to be taken.

Bo Jiu took advantage of the great god tying her buttons with one hand and helped her to apply medicine and wrap gauze.

However, this does prove that the great god's hands cannot touch the water.

Just now, the great gods were dipping water with one hand.

I can't wear shirts and trousers before.

Bo Jiu changed into home clothes, his hair was wiped half dry, and his soft hair was fluffy, making him look younger.

Qin Mo glanced at her and had another illusion.

It seems that he often saw her like this before, sitting on the bed furry and just sucked it out of the water. He was very unbearable, just a smaller version of her.

Qin Mo once again told himself that someone is not a princess and cannot raise her by raising a pet.

Although he also wanted to stuff someone into his pocket, so that he could take him with him wherever he went.

However, this is not realistic.

The two walked downstairs one after another.

After all, it was still speed, and it took less than half an hour.

But the dishes had already been on the table, eight home-cooked dishes and one soup looked very delicious.

Probably every parent will take out the photo album of their children when they are visiting outsiders.

He Honghua is no exception.

Nine needed to cover up their gender before the age of two, and did not leave many photos.

It has gradually increased since I was two years old.

He Honghua pointed to one of the photos and said, "This is a photo before she was sent to kindergarten. She cried so miserably."

"Cute!" Queen An undoubtedly likes children, especially those who have been so cute since childhood, which makes people even more love them, as if they have forgotten the dishes on the table.

It was He Honghua who noticed the two people had come down and smiled and said, "Sit down and have dinner quickly? Why is the hair still wet?"

This sentence asked Bo Jiu, and Bo Jiu answered naturally: "I took a shower."

He Honghua undoubtedly has him.

But Queen An raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the two people, the point was to look at her son, which was really messy.

Qin Mo was very calm and could not tell from his side.

Bo Jiu even had a smile on his lips, full of evil spirits.

It's really hard to tell who took advantage of whom.

Could it be that her son is the one below?

The more you watch An Yingxiong is, the more likely it is. She shook her head and handed over the album: "Look at the ninth little girl, are you very cute?"

She did this to remind her son to seek the initiative.

Qin Mo really wanted to see what that guy looked like when he was young.

His fingers passed through the photo and looked at the child in the album.

Strangely, I just thought about so many things about someone’s appearance when he was a child, but after seeing these photos, I didn’t feel much.

Qin Mo's brow frowned slightly, and his side face was still as elegant as ever.

The two parents naturally talked about the interesting stories of these two people when they were young at the dinner table.

Bo Jiu didn't feel any surprise when he ate and listened. After all, she knew better than anyone else what her dog-type pet looked like when she was a child.

Basically, he is a spotless doll. When he sees no one, he often makes people of the same age think why that child is so much cleaner than himself.

"It's my fault. At that time, he always made his brightly colored clothes. When he was very young, he was often regarded as a little girl." This was from An Yingxiong.

Bo Jiu empathized with this very much. At that time, when she first met the great god, she thought the other party was a doll.

I never thought about gender men.

Queen An looked at the boy with a smile: "Have you encountered anything interesting when I was a child?"

Bo Jiu glanced at the great god sitting next to her and was frowning and eating, and couldn't help but laugh: "I am different from the great god. No one has ever thought I was a girl since I was a child."

Hearing this, Qin Mo put down the bamboo chopsticks and looked at her casually, as if he was saying, "Do you need to deal with it?"

Bo Jiu's smile became stronger. After touching the man's gaze, the conversation changed: "But my best friend when I was a child had a girl who looked very much like a girl. When I first met him, I thought he was a doll. At that time, I had no idea about suits. I knew that his hair was covered with small chunks. It should be a girl, white and beautiful, very cold. I could not help but want to play with him and even take a shower with him. Every time I was disliked by him. Once I climbed over the wall and flew into his bathroom, I realized that he was a boy. No wonder at that time, when I always frowned when I pounced on him."

"I used to like Mo'erza, but later he made a fuss to cut his hair short and couldn't even get rid of it." Speaking of this, Queen An paused: "Jiu, don't look at Mo'er's way like this now, he was also very cute when he was a child."

"I believe." Bo Jiu also thought her dog-type pet was very cute and cold.

Queen An was very happy to chat: "It sounds like you have a good relationship with your little partner. Do you still have any contact now?"

"It's true." Bo Jiu took a bite of the dish.

When Queen An heard this, she glanced at her son: "That means she is a childhood sweetheart."

"Yeah." The boy did not deny it, and even agreed to it was a little refreshing.

After hearing the word "hmm", Qin Mo put down his hand that he had originally raised.

He doesn't like the adjective of childhood sweethearts very much, because it means that part of someone's life he has never participated in.

What's more, they are still in touch now.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo clenched his hands and his chest tightened.

Still still in touch now?

Who will it be?

There are only a few people around this guy.

For some reason, the first name that came out of Qin Mo's mind was Hiroshino.

He doesn't like this speculation.

But all the things before him were placed in front of him.

Including this person, he had never seen her look at anyone with that.

With undetected nostalgia.

What is the best place for a person and how important the other person occupies, which makes people nostalgic.

Qin Mo's eyes gradually dimmed, and when he raised his hand, his breath became much colder.

It felt like a basin of water was poured on my whole body.

Even my breathing was a little cold.

That's why I always want to escape, right?

Qin Mo's chest tightened, and the lines along with his chin became a little stiff.

Bo Jiu sat next to Qin Mo. When he turned his eyes, he saw Qin Mo like this.

Is this a bad mood again?

Why?

Could it be because of what I said in the room before?

Such a time is indeed not suitable for response.

But even if she can respond, how can she respond?

Once the great god knows that she is.

I definitely think she deceived him.

However, she was hiding this matter.

Even one day, everything will show up.

What he got was his resistance, and she was prepared.

Because I don’t want to see the originally deep eyes full of disgust for myself, it’s better to have less source of disgust.

Bo Jiu paused, picked up a piece of beef and put it on the master's plate.

She remembers that beef is one of the few foods that the great god likes to eat.

After seeing the slices of meat that suddenly came out of the plate, the coldness in Qin Mo's eyes faded.

Seeing this, He Honghua laughed: "Does Qin Mo like to eat beef? Then eat more."

As he said that, he also picked up a chopstick and put it over.

Bo Jiuyan looked at the master and said that the etiquette was still thoughtful and would not make He Honghua feel anything unhappy.

But when he lowered his head, he used chopsticks to push the other beef forward, then picked out the piece she had picked and put it in his mouth.

Perhaps because his brows were slightly frowning, he looked very serious.

So serious, it was like when he was a child, he looked at her sitting on the bed, took a towel and wiped her head.

He also warned her not to enter his room randomly.

Bo Jiu has never been in since then, so he just watched him write on the balcony.

Later, I didn't know what happened, probably because I was afraid that all the plants he raised would be harmed by her.

He opened the window and asked her to go in, and said he would only leave her for one night.

Bo Jiu washed very clean that day, because he was afraid that he would be disliked by her dog-shaped pet.

Fortunately, the pet just lifted the quilt coldly and told her to lie down and not move around.

It is a bit difficult to keep Bo Jiu from moving.

However, the sound of dog-type pets was very good at that time.

He spread his fairy tale book and read her bedtime stories. Sometimes he would reach out and tweak her hair.

And he told her very seriously that as long as she didn't go to play with William next door, he could tell her stories every day and let her sleep in his bed.

Bo Jiu felt that this question was too easy to decide. Compared with her pet, William would definitely choose her pet.

At that time, he didn't let her do a lot of things.

Including eating potato chips in his bed.

But after listening to the story, she was hungry.

He would always glance at her coldly, then go downstairs to bring the food up, like a little prince.

At that time, he had already cut his hair short and was wearing cotton pajamas. His facial features were still more beautiful than hers and his body was very soft.

It is true that one cannot be evaluated by his childhood.

Bo Jiu never thought that the dog-type pet who had always been softer than her was now so angular that it made people a little dazed.

What's wrong?

It's those eyes.

Underneath the thin eyelids is a pair of narrow, long and deep phoenix eyes, which have given people a different feeling from others since childhood.

"Very good?" When a familiar voice came.

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Hmm?"

"You have been watching me since just now." Qin Mo took advantage of He Honghua's soup and turned his face to make a slightly cool breath in Bo Jiu's ear: "What are you thinking? Haven't you slept enough?"

Bo Jiu is also thick-skinned. The best way to deal with a master who is deeply involved in the tricks is to not speak.

It was just the next question that made her pause.

Because the great god asked: "This childhood sweetheart is the scheming you told me last time?"

Scheming b? After hearing this adjective, Bo Jiu couldn't help but want to laugh, but in order not to let the great god see anything, he still nodded seriously.

Qin Mo looked at her with deep eyes: "Stay away from him from now on."

Hearing this, Bo Jiuxiao's shoulders trembled a little. It turned out that the grown-up god was so hostile to his childhood self.

Qin Mo didn't understand what this guy was laughing at.

After the last dinner.

He didn't get a clear answer.

This made Qin Mo's breath cooler when he came.

However, no matter how bad you feel, Qin Mo would not show it in front of He Honghua.

The most amazing one is the actress An.

Even Chen Xiaodong admired this.

After all, she had never seen her wife become a friend who could talk to in such a short time.

The Queen of An is the first one.

And the two people seemed to be more and more speculative as they talked.

None of them noticed the change in time.

This time, when An Yingxiong came back, in addition to the main purpose of her son, there is another thing that is that there is a role that is really suitable for Jiu. She wants to try to lobby the other party and see if Jiu agrees.

But obviously, today is not a good time. Even if her son is there, she can't grab anyone even if she raises it.

After dinner, Queen An stood up and smiled: "It's too late. Mo'er and I will go back today. Sister He, we will make an appointment another day and we can go to watch the game between the two children together."

"No problem." He Honghua agreed readily.

When we went out, we were all sending An Yingxiong and the others together.

Qin Mo said, "I have something to do, I want to talk to Jiu alone, you go back first." Then he took Bo Jiu to the fork on the side.

There will be forks in villa areas. Wherever there are good greening, a street light will be installed in places with lush leaves.

When the afterglow of the light hit Qin Mo's side face, it was a confusing handsome man.

Bo Jiu couldn't help but say a monstrous voice.
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