The national school idol is a girl

William rolled his throat and tried hard to maintain his dignity: "Why did you come to my house?"

Qin Mo glanced at him, then threw him away.

Little William hadn't yet understood why the other party didn't speak.

Grandfather walked in and looked at the two of them with a smile: "William has never gotten up early, and Qin is really good."

Little William watched helplessly as the little monster nodded politely and very humbly.

That's the ruthless force that dragged him down by his collar just now!

This little monster from the Yan Kingdom knows how to pretend!

Little William was so angry that he didn't know what to say, so he could only scratch his hair and stand up.

As soon as my grandfather left, the little monster revealed his true form.

Not only was his voice deep, but his little face was as cold as if someone owed him money: "Where is Jiu?"

"Why do you ask me this question?" Little William felt so aggrieved: "Since you came, Jiu has never played with me again. Although she didn't play with me much before, but the methods you used... Don’t you know?”

Qin Mo looked at him and said in a light voice: "I don't want Jiu to play with you, are you just calculating?"

Little William: ...Don’t you really feel shameless when you say it so openly?

"I'll ask you again, where is Jiu?" Qin Mo repeated.

The evil aura that came with it made the big man William scratch his red hair: "Qin, boss, I really don't know."

Qin Mo then began to look at that face, as if he remembered something: "Why did Uncle Bo let Jiu Lai sleep at your house?"

There are a lot of surveillance outside Bo's house, and a certain little tiger showed him some devices before, which are very safe.

William grabbed his hair again: "Brother Qin, when you ask me, can you let me put on some pants first."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.

William's shoulders were slumped and his nose was still red: "Okay, I won't wear it. The question is important, but why do you always ask me things that even I don't know why? Uncle Bo told my dad that he is busy taking care of him recently. Less than nine, let my dad help me take a look. It would be best to take Jiu to the set or something rather than always staying in the same place. But when you say it like this, I think it’s quite strange. Uncle Bo used to do it. I’m quite busy, but I’ve never done anything like this.”

When Qin Mo heard this, his hand suddenly slid down.

I always have a bad feeling.

That kind of premonition is innate.

A little intense.

There is still a little bit of indescribable emptiness.

He didn't stay at William's house anymore, and he knew very well that if he continued to ask, he wouldn't be able to get anything out of it.

But little William has a white question mark on his face? ?

What's going on? This little monster looks like he's out of his mind.

The young housekeeper was downstairs and had no idea what was going on.

Just watching his young master walking down, his whole body seemed to be distracted, even his little face was a little dazed.

Confused?

He wasn't sure if he had used the wrong adjective.

The two returned to An's home.

Qin Mo looked at the large pile of new year's goods.

He is waiting.

Wait for that person to come back.

Wasn't at home yesterday.

You can be home tonight.

Don't think so much.

The Bo family is here.

He's here too.

Where else could that little tiger go but here?

He has to wait patiently.

Otherwise, if the little tiger couldn't find him when he came back, he would definitely droop his tiger ears and not speak.

Qin Mo told himself not to be too impatient or think too much.

everything will become better.

She was just angry with him…