One thousand eight hundred eighty-four He wants to raise this little tiger
Qin Mo looked at her, and for the first time wanted to refute someone so seriously: "Bo Xiaojiu." ”
"Huh?" Bo Jiu scratched his ears and wanted to touch his head again, but looking at the little princess's appearance, he didn't seem to like it very much, so he could only take his hand back.
Qin Mo said coldly: "I'm not weak, you remember this sentence." ”
"Okay, not weak, not weak, but I don't want to see you sick. Bo Jiu said in an orderly manner: "It's so uncomfortable to be sick, not only do you have to take medicine, but you can't go out to play, and you can't eat meat, you can only drink porridge and eat vegetables, it's too painful, if you are so sick, I should definitely feel distressed." ”
Hearing this, Qin Mo's eyes lit up, looking at the tiger's little face under the morning light, probably because the sun was too good today, or maybe there was no impurity in those eyes, which would make him feel that even his heart was warm.
No one could have noticed his discomfort in time.
Since he was a child, his mother was spoiled by his father as a princess.
So in common sense, it is always slower to react.
Nor will he take care of him.
He knew in his heart that he had never complained about anyone.
It's just that sometimes, he also feels a little lonely.
Especially at night, when he is uncomfortable for one day, others will know that he is not feeling well the next day.
That's why I'm gradually familiar with the fact that when I'm sick, it doesn't matter if others are not there.
Even the grandfather, who had never died, could not be aware of it immediately when he was unwell.
But this little tiger knew that he would deduct a lozenge for him as soon as possible.
Also told him.
When he is sick, she will be distressed.
Qin Mo moved, and his fingers subconsciously wanted to keep something.
Started with her restless paws.
It's fluffy and fits well in his hands.
Except that this is higher than him.
In fact, this little tiger is quite pleasing to the eye.
When he doesn't speak, he is still very well-behaved.
As for the rest, he could teach her slowly.
Since she took the initiative to come to his side.
Then he has no reason to refuse, right?
Anyway, her parents didn't care about him.
Then there is no problem with this person being completely his own.
Although he doesn't have any specific concept of raising children.
But it shouldn't be difficult to raise such a tiger cub.
What's more, someone is stupid and always wants to buy him.
Qin Mo thought of this, as if he had determined something, then turned his eyes sideways, rolled up the sleeves of Bo Jiu's shirt, and said in a faint voice: "Do you think everyone is like you, they only like to eat meat?"
"I'm not the only one who likes to eat meat, and ten steps ahead, the red-haired little William also likes to eat meat, but he is afraid of me, and every time he makes a handcuffed turkey at home, he will take out a little to honor me, and he always blushes. Bo Jiu said painstakingly: "That roast turkey is delicious." ”
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, and mentioned the name separately without moving: "Little William?"
"Well, right around here, we made an appointment to eat a burger together, and now we have to wait until I get better. Bo Jiu patronized and told Little Princess Qin about the matter, but he didn't know that Qin Mo's eyes were obviously different from just now at this time.
He had given himself a setting before.
Thought she had no one to look for but him.
Now, it seems, not at all.
Also, the name William will only be given to boys.
A boy who gives food to a girl will not blush at every turn, unless ...... nt
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