University is undoubtedly the safest place.

Mr. Bo’s current identity will not be doubtful.

Especially when he and Xiao Laohu sat on the steps and waited for Mrs. Bo to pick her up.

Everyone is big and small, holding a bag of yogurt in his mouth.

The little tiger's tail swayed: "Dad, I want to eat chicken wings."

"Master Jiu, you have to change your habit of eating when you wake up." Mr. Bo yawned and said lazy: "You roll around later and let my wife take you to eat."

Xiao Laohu felt that it was time for her to educate an adult: "Dad, I am already five years old, not one year old, and it would be too shameless if I still rolled around and act cute."

"What do you think of?" Mr. Bo's voice was careless: "Mrs. Bo said that you wouldn't always eat junk food."

The little tiger thought seriously: "Then I'll just roll around."

"I want to eat it even if I beat it a few more times." Mr. Bo smiled and reached out to pull the collar, and he was a different kind of evil person.

The little tiger lit his head and gave him a gesture of ok.

One big and one small, maintain the previous sitting position.

Those two faces were very eye-catching, and many college students looked at this side, and they were so cute that they were not afraid of it.

Mr. Bo is quite famous in school, and it is not the first time he has brought Mrs. Bo Jiu with him.

But every time, the bad guys feel a strong impact, and I really want to have a cerebral axe.

Mrs. Bo, wearing a career suit and wearing high heels, saw this scene as soon as she walked into college.

Those two people were drinking yogurt again. Are college meals so bad?

Mrs. Bo couldn't help but smile and walked over.

Bo Xiaohu was the first to see Mrs. Bo. His round tiger eyes suddenly lit up and he rushed towards Mrs. Bo: "Mom."

"Are you good today?" Mrs. Bo looked at her dress and rolled up her sleeves for her daughter.

Bo Xiao Laohu reported seriously: "I am very well-behaved, my dad has been sleeping."

"Hey." Mr. Bo smiled lazily, and gave up his hand, knocked the book on Bo Xiao Laohu's head, then leaned forward and pressed his head on Mrs. Bo's shoulder: "I didn't sleep on purpose, I wrote too much literature and felt dizzy."

Mrs. Bo’s temperament is rare. When she appears, many people are looking here.

Successful people and students who are still in school have different auras.

The more this happens, the easier it is to confirm that the handsome doctoral student was kept by a female entrepreneur.

Many hot girls and new students will feel a pity.

I really don't understand why I should find someone older than me.

Of course, the other party's appearance is really not good, and it looks no different from their age.

Even due to the development of temperament, the feeling of an iceberg beauty is added for no reason, which is different from that.

Because when wearing a professional suit, the feeling of being a superior person is not just a beauty, but also an indescribable sense of coldness and abstinence.

"How come you feel dizzy?" Mrs. Bo said, stretching out her hand and rubbing the head of an adult.

Bo Xiao Laohu fully understands her father's routine, and his father always spares no effort in competing for favor with her.

Anyway, I'm not afraid of someone in the school saying that he is the one who is kept.

In some ways, Mr. Bo is indeed like a little puppy. However, after the action he had just seen was seen by the people next to him, he asked himself, is this still the evil senior they knew who was evil?

I always feel it doesn't look very similar.

Mr. Bo doesn’t care about other people’s gazes. Recently, Mrs. Bo is too cold to him and always needs to find a sense of existence.

Bo Xiaohu had not forgotten what had happened before, and shook his tail and blinked slightly: "Dad just said that he wanted to eat chicken wings, so he should be hungry when he was dizzy."

Mr. Bo turned his eyes and raised his eyebrows. His Ninth Master and the boy from the Qin family knew that they were using others as a shield.

"Chicken wings?" Mrs. Bo sighed slightly as if she was holding one big and one small, "Just have a meal. After that, I'll go to the airport. You two eat some vegetables tonight, and you can't always eat meat."

Mr. Bo hugged the man's waist and then dropped a kiss on her lips: "Don't worry, I will look at Master Jiu."

Mrs. Bo did not expect that he would suddenly make such a move.

Everyone around them was looking at them.

He is...no resistance to let people know what the relationship between them is?

Or maybe you are too young and always do things according to your mood.

Mrs. Bo can probably learn something from him, and try not to talk about their relationship in public.

It's not that he said anything, but that she can feel it.

After all, even his mentors and some people they knew in the school, he had never introduced them to them.

Mrs. Bo understands him in this regard.

Perhaps it's strange that I've been married for so many years.

I still care about this occasionally.

This time it was fine. Last time she came to pick him up alone and saw a girl asking him out.

He refused.

The girl said, "You can't always eat like this."

Mrs. Bo knew a man’s self-esteem, so her choice did not appear.

But think about the situation at home.

He took his degree by himself.

She did buy the clothes on him, but he didn't show that he liked them too much or didn't like them.

Even his battle axe was his own.

There shouldn't be any psychological gap in this regard.

But the people around her have said that she is born strong.

Most big boys like him like cute and lively or little fairies, who like to rely on others and be romantic.

Mrs. Bo has never asked him about this.

After all, when this person saw her, she was indeed "clichy" and made her forget that some of the inappropriate relationships between the two.

At first, Bo Xiaohu was still in Mrs. Bo's arms.

I don’t know when, Mr. Bo took it over and put it on his neck.

Bo Xiaohu just grabbed her father's unruly hair, and his tail swayed behind him. He really never thought about being cute.

But when someone sees such a handsome man with a little tiger on his head, he will see him.

"Mr. Lou?"

Mrs. Bo's surname is Lou.

Follow the driver all year round.

After seeing the president come out this time, I came up to meet him and was about to open the car door.

Mrs. Bo stopped him: "Let's eat nearby, Lao Wan, you can go and eat something too."

"Okay, Mr. Lou." Having said this, Lao Wan looked in the direction of Mr. Bo, and shouted respectfully: "Sir."

Although he didn't understand why Mr. Lou chose such a person, since Mr. Lou agreed, as a driver, he would not say much.

Miss Jiu was as popular as ever. Looking at the little tiger, Lao Wan smiled.

This is probably the most unusual and happiest family he has ever met.

But the building is always too busy.

And Mr. Bo... has something hard to describe.

I like to stick to Mr. Lou too much, but I don’t look like an ordinary young man.

I can't say it, I just hope Mr. Bo doesn't let Mr. Lou down.

It is always a pleasure to have chicken wings.

Coke fries and burgers were also placed on the table.

Mrs. Bo originally rolled up her sleeves for her daughter. When she raised her eyes, she had an extra burger in front of her.

The man smiled after seeing her take a bite.

It doesn’t matter if this smile is not important. The students who eat here are college students, and many of them are straightforward.

But, the next second.

I don't know what happened.

The man paused his fingers, looked out the window with a slight raising his eyes, and the color of his eyes sank.
To be continued...