At that time, William Little did not realize how naive his idea was.

Wait until the next day.

Bo Xiao Laohu has always liked to eat hamburgers.

In addition, I rarely go out.

This time I took the little princess out and was excited no matter how I thought about it.

Before dawn, I went to climb Qin Mo's wall.

Unfortunately, after being discovered, Princess Qin didn't talk to her for an hour.

Bo Jiu touched the bridge of his nose and followed him twice.

In the end, Qin Mo heard someone's stomach ringing and frowned: "Come here."

Bo Jiu was standing by the bed at this time. After hearing the little princess' words, he leaned over a little.

Qin Mo took off her hat first, and then asked her, "Do you know you're wrong?"

Bo Jiuhu blinked: "I know."

It's impossible to know that sarcastic look.

Qin Mo wanted to simply put a few more pots of potted plants at home outside.

He wanted to see how she did those dangerous things when all these things were put on.

Bo Xiaohu was still silent and excited about going out to eat hamburgers, so he could not see through Princess Qin's thoughts.

However, she was happy later.

Because the little princess Qin took a piece of pastry from there and put it in her mouth.

"tasty!"

The skin is crispy, but soft inside, with a hint of sweetness.

It's not like the refreshments she's had before.

It seems that it should be made in China.

Bo Xiaohu has been interested in domestic things since he was a child. He glanced at the other side with round eyes and wanted to eat a second one.

But she has to be reserved.

Qin Mo saw what the little tiger was thinking at this time, curled the corner of his mouth, looked at someone's well-behaved look, and pinched another piece and put it in her mouth, with a cold voice: "Remember to eat breakfast in the future."

Bo Xiaohu was a little perfunctory and focused on the food: "Momo, what is this pastry called?"

Qin Mo paused, obviously he didn't want to say the name.

But after seeing Bo Xiaohu eating three, he had no intention of giving up.

He just wiped his hands and spit out three words: "Wife's cake."

Wife cake?

What does wife mean?

At this time, Bo Jiu's vocabulary was still very limited.

The main reason is that Mr. Bo never calls his wife a wife when he is at home, and he always calls him Mrs. Bo.

Therefore, Bo Xiaohu has not yet been exposed to this term.

However, Bo Xiaohu didn't want her to buy the little princess home. She felt that she was uneducated.

So try to make your face look light and light.

But I was thinking in my heart that after she went back, I had to ask my dad what his wife meant.

In fact, Qin Mo didn't want to say that it was not just because of his name.

But the story behind this.

I have to say that this is also because it is Qin Mo. Others may not know that there are stories in their wife’s cakes at this age.

This is inseparable from tutoring.

The deceased Mr. Qin was a founding general. When he was teaching Qin Mo, many things were subtle.

Everything can tell allusions.

Not every general can do this.

But for the thousand-year inheritance of a great country.

Mr. Qin attaches great importance to it. Over time, Qin Mo has read countless books.

When Mr. Qin was alive, every time he saw the little Qin Mo sitting at the desk reading, he would ask him to go out and have fun.

At that time, Qin Mo was wearing a small camouflage uniform and was different from here.

It gives people a feeling of a man, and only tells Mr. Qin that he likes reading after training.

Many people sigh that having such a child in the Qin family is simply used as a benchmark.

That's true.

There is a saying that the young housekeeper said very well.

Their young master has the temperament of a young master from an ancient family, just like a royal family.

It's true.

In modern times, there are many excellent children.

But the development of aura is definitely not just about money.

Especially this kind of ancient ink is precious.

That requires everything from character, education, and then to what one absorbs.

Qin Mo is like this.

He watched the little tiger beside him eat his wife's cake.

What comes to mind is a string of allusions.

Fortunately, the little tiger didn’t know what the meaning of giving girls’ wives cakes is.

Otherwise, she might do something.

Even if you take it as your own.

But Young Master Qin, who is indifferent by nature, is still not suitable to be so close to someone.

After all, he just wants to raise a little tiger, not to marry the other person as his wife.

Bo Jiu didn't know what the little princess was thinking. Her wife's cake was so delicious, plus the black tea the little princess fed her.

She accidentally ate six yuan.

Wait until she has to eat again.

Qin Mo frowned and took the tray aside. Eating too many sweets was bad for teeth. This fool really didn't know anything.

Qin Mo now felt the helpless feeling of raising children...

There was nothing to eat, Bo Xiaohu patted his clothes and stood up directly.

Today, Bo Jiu did not wear pajamas, but a pure white sweater. The one she wore was wearing was the black down jacket that Qin Mo gave her yesterday.

It matches Qin Mo's current dress, and looks like a face.

This made Qin Mo very satisfied. After going out, he was worried that the little tiger would be cold, so he took off the scarf on his neck and planned to wear it on the little tiger.

It is also this time.

Embarrassingly comes.

He is shorter than her.

Although this time you don't have to stand on tiptoe.

But it still made Young Master Qin raise his eyebrows.

His face was still, but his tone was very light: "Don't drink milk for breakfast in the future."

After Bo Jiu's little face was wrapped around a scarf, his round tiger eyes became brighter, which was very fond of love, but he didn't understand why the little princess didn't let her drink milk.

Qin Mo also saw the doubts exposed on the little face, and said calmly: "From tomorrow, I will ask the butler to send you porridge in the morning, and the small buns made at home. Don't you like to eat these?"

Compared to milk, of course, it is better to have a small dumpling!

Bo Jiu really didn't expect her little princess to be so considerate. She subconsciously stretched out her hand and hugged the boy's waist in front of her: "Momo, you are so nice to me."

Qin Mo's face felt warm.

I don’t know if it was because I was selfish in delivering this breakfast or because she hugged him again.

The two children hugged each other was still eye-catching.
To be continued...