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

Truth be told, she's not a person who can take care of people.

But this time, I also knew that I would adjust the pillow for Qin Mo or something.

And, of course, temperature checks.

Bo Jiu felt that the job of taking body temperature was not easy to do, and he had to suppress his instinct to tie people up and eat human tofu every time.

That's not good.

Think about it, though.

It's not often that the great god looks so weak.

She was dressed in white pajamas, black hair, and a book of poems in her hand.

If you can eat tofu, eat it.

Qin Mo raised his eyes and looked at someone who had taken advantage of him and curled the corners of his mouth.

I can't help but want to laugh.

What's going on with this guy.

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

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "I have a smile?"

"Of course, I was handsomely laughed at?" Bo Jiu took another book to Qin Mo.

Sometimes it's a pleasure to listen to the great god read.

Since he is a psychocriminal.

It must be clear what kind of tone to use to read the text, and it is easier to move people's hearts.

With a skill like a great god, in fact, if you go to be a CV, you can quickly become popular.

But......

Think of 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 what happened when you were a child." ”

Childhood?

Bo Jiu turned his eyes sideways, and pressed his forehead hair to the back of his head evilly: "I love to fight." ”

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

But Bo Jiu understands very well that most of it is for temptation.

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

Just start from the Fu family's side.

Couldn't find anything.

Bo Jiu can guarantee at this point.

Just something else......

Unless the great god found something else.

Bo Jiu's eyebrows were still smiling, this was a habit she had developed: "What about Brother Mo when he was a child?"

She'd love to hear what her canine pet thinks of herself.

Talk about such topics.

Not expected, but I think it's good.

"My family reads books. Qin Mo's voice was very light: "Sometimes I go to the armed forces." ”

Bo Jiu listened to these activities, and only one sentence came to his mind: "Young master of the warlord." ”

But......

"What about the others?"

The great god has not yet mentioned her as a master.

The cliché must be complete.

Qin Mo closed the book in his hand: "There is nothing else." ”

Nothing else?

Bo Jiu's posture paused.

How could there be no other?

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

"Nope. ”

Should I say lost.

Bo Jiu felt that it should not be like this.

But I can't tell.

That's not quite right.

But why aren't there any others?

When Bo Jiu lowered his eyes, he smiled again and continued: "I thought that a person like Brother Mo should have been to many places when he was a child, after all, he was of mixed race. ”

"Nope. Qin Mo subconsciously replied to these two words at first, and then, he raised his eyes: "Maybe I've been there, but I forgot." ”

What does it mean to forget?

Bo Jiu looked at him.

Qin Mo looked over: "Grandpa said that he took me to the United States, I have no impression at all, and there are some other things that are the same, I have lost my memory for a while." ”

Bo Jiu didn't think it would be such an answer.

I have never seen anyone say that they are so calm when they have amnesia.

Except for the great gods......