Together?
Qin Mo frowned even more when he heard these words.
Turning her head, she saw that the little tiger got up from the bed, bent her legs, grabbed her small keyboard with one hand, rubbed her eyes with the other hand, and looked like she was about to jump down.
Qin Mo didn't want to take a deep breath anymore, but reminded her in a very calm voice: "Bo Xiaojiu, you are a girl and I am a boy. Tell me, how do you want to go with me, pee, pee? Hmm?"
That kind of tone must not be very happy.
Bo Jiu woke up a lot at once, and after patting her paws, she laughed: "I forgot again, Momo, don't be angry, I can whistle, I can stand outside the door and whistle for you."
Qin Mo turned his face to the side, smiled coldly, then stuffed the person into the blanket, and only wrote two words: "Stay."
What a joke.
Someone is outside whistling.
Who can come out easily.
He also said that the only reason he can tolerate this little tiger is because she listens to what you say.
When Qin Mo came out after washing, Bo Jiu was still on the bed.
Maybe it was too boring to wait, and I was playing somersaults there.
Seeing that he was healed, a tiger rolled over and straightened up.
Qin Mo didn't have extra little slippers here, so he let her wear his own.
I didn't want to care about her so much.
After the man entered the bathroom, he lowered his head and began to wash his face.
Qin Mo pulled her back, lowered his head, and rolled up her sleeves in twos and twos, purely because he couldn't understand the idiot's behavior.
But Bo Jiu found out that Little Princess Qin seemed to have a sore throat.
Could it be that she infected him?
Because of this matter in her mind, Bo Jiu didn't take it too seriously when she was washing up. She made a mess of her face, and ran to the desk in a hurry.
She remembered that the little princess put the medicine box here last night.
Bo Jiu didn't know any medicine at this time.
What's more, it was written in Chinese characters.
She didn't understand even more.
But she recognized the picture printed on it.
With good memory, I recognized the box that the little princess fed her yesterday.
It was after taking this lozenge yesterday that her throat didn't hurt so much.
After touching it out, I carefully disassembled a grain.
Qin Mo saw the action of a certain little tiger and didn't pay much attention to it.
He even felt that this little tiger was finally not stupid anymore and knew how to find medicine by himself.
But the next second.
Qin Mo froze.
It was because the little tiger took advantage of its height, raised its chin, and stuffed a pill into his mouth.
Slightly sweet with bitterness, the taste of Chinese herbal medicine diffuses from the tip of the tongue.
Qin Mo's eyes widened.
Not because of anything else but after the man fed the pills to him.
He even touched his head and said, "Good boy, it's not bitter."
Is he afraid of suffering as a boy?
What's more, Bo Xiaojiu, what kind of posture are you in?
Young Master Qin smiled coldly again. Anyway, it's dawn now, so it doesn't matter if he throws her out.
Just haven't waited for him to speak.
The little tiger opened his eyes again and said to him: "Momo, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me, such as a headache or something. Yesterday I had a headache first and then a fever. The fever was too stuffy, so I couldn't come out." I'm looking for you to play, but I'm also to blame for this matter, knowing that my body is too weak, I still come to you."
Good, again.
He is too weak!