Just something.

Outsiders still don't know.

For example, these two days approaching the New Year.

Qin Mo received a call from his father, and the content was the same. There were many troops and many tasks, so I was afraid I could not go home to spend the New Year with him.

The biggest festival in China is the Spring Festival.

This is a day for family reunion.

But Qin Mo has never enjoyed such a reunion.

In the military compound, my grandfather accompanied him to celebrate the New Year.

After grandpa retreated, it was obvious that his father was going to push forward.

His mother is getting further and further in her career and cannot find time.

Logically speaking, Qin Mo was used to it.

But this year, he really wants to introduce the little tiger he raised to his family to meet.

In addition, he hasn't seen his parents for a long time, so he feels so disappointed.

After all, my age is there, no matter how precocious I am, I am still a child.

Qin Mo is not someone who shows his emotions, so Mr. An didn't notice anything. It happened to be the end of the year and something happened to the branch office and he needed to deal with it.

He hurriedly got into the car, reminding the servants to take good care of their grandsons.

But Mr. An didn't understand that Qin Mo needed not care, but company at this time.

Fortunately, if the housekeeper is here, you can always know the grandson's dynamics.

I have never come down since he left.

Mr. An was so anxious that he called the Bo family.

The phone number was answered by Bo Xiao Laohu: "Hey, Grandpa An."

Mr. An softened his tone: "It's me, Jiu, Grandpa An was not at home on a business trip today, and there was no one at home. After you finish what you do today, please help me see if you Brother Mo?"

"I'll go there now." When Bo Xiaohu heard that the An family was left with her little princess, she didn't even do the task. She held her keyboard, put a set of down jackets, and walked towards the opposite side.

She had already planned to let Momo taste her cooking skills.

Maybe Momo agreed to let her raise it.

That would be very pleasant.

Thinking of this, Bo Jiu pushed open the door on the second floor.

Qin Mo thought he was the housekeeper, and lay on the bed, the quilt was pulled up, covering his face, and said in a faint voice: "Go out."

Bo Jiu listened to the two words, without any temperature. He put the keyboard on the bed, hugged the raised figure through the quilt: "Momo, it's me."

Qin Mo paused, and he didn't expect that the one who came in would be a little tiger. After all, she should still be doing tasks at this point.

And he could see that Mr. Bo has assigned her more obviously recently.
Chapter completed!