The national school idol is a girl

He Honghua's hearty voice came from outside the door: "Nine, come downstairs quickly, the meal is ready."

After Bo Jiu adjusted his breath, he said with a smile: "Okay, let's go down."

He Honghua was still simmering soup, and went downstairs after receiving the answer.

Bo Jiu's skills have always been neat, but after that, her legs were a little weak, but this did not affect her getting up.

But as soon as she stood up, when something belonging to another person spread down her long white legs, she couldn't help but pause.

Qin Mo also saw it. His slender figure, who was originally wearing a shirt, half-bent down, took out two pieces of paper from the paper drawer next to him, and pinched them with his fingers.

After wiping it twice, he simply hugged Bo Jiu and said, "Go down after taking a shower."

This time, Bo Jiu did not refuse.

The shower won't take long.

Qin Mo rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, washed the person, then took a towel to wrap the person, and his breath came over him: "Is it cold?"

Bo Jiu shook his head, his silver hair still dripping with water. The master's action of showering someone couldn't really be called gentle. He probably just threw her under the shower and then picked her back up.

At that moment, Bo Jiu remembered the scene where the great god threw the princess into the bathtub. It was basically the same.

The medicine still needs to be taken.

Bo Jiu took advantage of the master's hand to tie her buttons, and helped her apply the medicine and wrap the gauze.

However, this does prove the saying that the master's hand cannot touch the water.

Just now, the great master had one hand in the water.

I can no longer wear my previous shirts and trousers.

Bo Jiu changed into home clothes, her hair was half-dried and fluffy, making her look a little younger.

Qin Mo glanced at her and had another misunderstanding.

It seemed that he had often seen her like this before, sitting on the bed in a fluffy state, just fished out of the water, very misbehaved, just like a smaller version of her.

Qin Mo told himself once again that someone is not a princess and he cannot raise her like a pet.

Although he also wants to make someone smaller and put it in his pocket, so that he can take that person with him wherever he goes.

However, this is not realistic.

The two people walked downstairs one after another.

In the end it was all about speed, it took less than half an hour.

The dishes were already on the table, eight home-cooked dishes and one soup, which looked very delicious.

Probably every parent will take out the photo album of their children when they are guests.

He Honghua is no exception.

Before the age of two, Nine needed to conceal her gender and not many photos were left.

It has gradually increased since I was two years old.

He Honghua pointed to one of the photos and said, "This is a photo of her before she was sent to kindergarten. She cried so miserably."

"Cute!" Queen An undoubtedly likes children, especially one that has grown so cute since she was a child. It makes people fall in love with her even more, and she seems to have forgotten the dishes on the table.

It was He Honghua who noticed the two people coming down and said with a smile: "Sit down and eat quickly? Why is your hair still wet?"

This question was asked of Bo Jiu, and Bo Jiu answered naturally: "I took a bath."

He Honghua had no doubt that he was there.

An Yinghou raised her eyes and glanced in the direction of those two people, focusing on her son. He was really messing around.

Qin Mo was very calm and unhurried, and nothing could be seen from the profile of his face.

Bo Jiugeng still had a smile on his lips, full of evil spirit.

In this way...it's really hard to tell who is taking advantage of whom.

Could it be that her son is the one below?

The more Queen An looked at her, the more likely she became. She shook her head and handed over the photo album: "Look at how cute she was when she was a child."

In doing so, she reminded her son to take the initiative.

Qin Mo really wanted to see what that guy looked like when he was young.

He ran his fingers across the photos and looked at the children in the album.

The strange thing is that I have just thought so much about someone's appearance as a child, but after seeing these photos, I don't feel much about it.

Qin Mo's brows twisted slightly, but his profile remained noble.

The two parents naturally talked about interesting things about their childhood at the dinner table.

Bo Jiu listened while eating, not feeling any surprise. After all, she knew better than anyone what her canine pet looked like when it was a child.

Basically, he is a spotless doll who ignores everyone and often makes people his age wonder why that child is so much cleaner than him.

"It's my fault. At that time, he always wore brightly colored clothes. When he was very young, he was often regarded as a little girl." These words came from Queen An.

Bo Jiu felt the same way about this. When she first met the great god, she thought he was a doll.

I have never thought about gender at all.

Queen An looked at the boy with a smile: "Did you encounter anything interesting when you were nine years old?"

Bo Jiu glanced at the great god sitting next to her who was frowning while eating, and couldn't help but want to laugh: "I am different from the great god. No one has thought that I am a girl since I was a child."

Hearing this, Qin Mo put down his chopsticks and glanced in her direction casually, as if to say, is there something to be done?

Bo Jiu's smile grew thicker. After catching the man's gaze, he changed the topic: "But my best friend when I was a child had a girl who looked very much like a girl. When I first saw him, I thought he was a girl. Doll, I didn't know anything about suits at that time, so I knew that he had a little tuft in his hair. She was probably a girl, fair and beautiful, and very aloof. She couldn't help but want to play with him and even want to be with him. We took a bath together, but he always disliked me. Once I climbed over the wall and climbed into his bathroom, only to find out that he was a boy. No wonder at that time, he always frowned when I pounced on him. "

"A handful of haircuts!" An Yinghou's eyes lit up: "I used to like giving haircuts to Mo'er, but later he made his own decision and cut his hair short, and he couldn't even touch it..." At this point, he cut his hair short. , An Yinghou paused: "Jiu, don't look at Mo'er like this now, he was also very cute when he was a child."

"I believe it." Bo Jiu also thought her canine pet was very cute and aloof.

An Yinghou chatted happily: "It sounds like you have a very good relationship with your friend. Are you still in contact?"

"I guess so." Bo Jiu took a bite of the food.

Hearing this, An Yinghou glanced at her son: "That means they are childhood sweethearts."

"Yes." The young man did not deny it, and even agreed a little readily.

After hearing the word "um", Qin Mo lowered his hand that he originally raised.

He doesn't like the adjective childhood sweetheart very much, because it means that he has never participated in a part of someone's life.

What's more, they are still in contact now.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo clenched his hands and felt a little tight in his chest.

Are you still in contact now?

Who could it be?

There are only a few people around this guy.

I don't know why, but the first name that came to Qin Mo's mind was Xingye Yi.

He disliked this speculation very much.

But all the things that happened before were laid out in front of him.

Including this person's reaction when he saw Hoshino Kazuo, he had never seen her look at anyone like that.

With unnoticed nostalgia.

Only how good a person is and how important a person occupies the other person's position will make people miss him.

Qin Mo's eyes gradually dimmed, and when he raised his hand again, the breath all over his body became much colder.

His whole body felt like a bucket of water had been poured over him.

Even my breathing felt a little cold.

That’s why you always want to escape, right?

Qin Mo's chest tightened, and the line of his jaw became a little stiff.

Bo Jiu sat next to Qin Mo. When he looked sideways, he saw Qin Mo like this.

Master, is he in a bad mood again?

Why?

Could it be because of what he said in the room before?

That kind of time is really not the right time to respond.

But even if she could respond, how would she respond?

Once the master knows that she is Z.

He would definitely feel that she had deceived him.

However, she was also hiding this matter.

Even if one day everything comes to a showdown.

What she got was his resistance, and she was prepared.

Because he didn't want to see the original deep eyes full of disgust towards himself, it would be better to have less sources of disgust.

Bo Jiu paused, put a piece of beef on the master's plate.

She remembered that beef was one of the few foods that the great god liked to eat.

The coldness in Qin Mo's eyes faded away after seeing the pieces of meat that suddenly appeared on the plate.

He Honghua saw this and laughed: "Qin Mo likes to eat beef? Then eat more."

With that said, he also picked up a chopstick and put it over.

Bo Jiu looked at the master and gave him a meal. The etiquette was still thoughtful and did not make He Honghua feel any unpleasantness at all.

Just when he lowered his head, he pushed the other pieces of beef forward with chopsticks, then picked out the piece she picked and put it in his mouth.

Probably because he frowned slightly, he looked very serious.

Such seriousness was very much like when he looked at her sitting on the bed when he was a child, took a towel and wiped her head.

He also warned her not to enter his room randomly.

Bo Jiu never went in since then, and just watched him write from the balcony.

Later, I don’t know what happened, but I was probably afraid that all the plants he raised would be destroyed by her.

He opened the window and let her in, saying he would only keep her for one night.

Bo Jiu washed herself very clean that day because she was afraid of being disliked by her canine pet again.

Fortunately, the pet just opened the quilt very coldly and told her to lie down and not move.

It's a little difficult to keep Bo Jiu still.

But at that time, the voices of canine pets were very nice.

He spread out his fairy tale book and read her bedtime stories. Sometimes he would reach out his hand to brush her hair.

And he told her seriously that as long as she didn't go to play with William next door, he could tell her stories every day and let her sleep in his bed.

Bo Jiu felt that this question was too much of a choice. Compared with William and her pet, she would definitely choose her pet.

He didn't let her do much back then.

Including eating potato chips in his bed.

But after listening to the story, she felt hungry.

He would always glance at her coldly, then go downstairs to get the food, like a little prince.

At that time, he had already cut his hair short and was wearing cotton pajamas. His facial features were still prettier than hers, and his body was very soft.

It is true that you cannot evaluate a person based on his childhood.

Bo Jiu never expected that the canine pet, which had always been softer than her, was now so sharp and angular that it made people feel a little confused.

One thing has not changed.

It's those eyes.

Under the thin eyelids, there is a pair of long, narrow and deep red phoenix eyes, which have given people a feeling that is different from others since childhood.

"Good-looking?" When a familiar voice came over.

Bo Jiu raised an eyebrow: "Huh?"

"You have been looking at me since just now." Qin Mo took advantage of He Honghua to serve the soup, turned his face and blew a cool breath into Bo Jiu's ear: "What are you thinking about? Didn't you sleep enough?"

Bo Jiu has become thick-skinned. The best way to deal with a master like this is to say nothing.

It was just the next question that made her pause.

Because what the master asked is: "This childhood sweetheart is the scheming boy you told me last time?"

Scheming boy? After hearing this adjective, Bo Jiu couldn't help but want to laugh, but in order not to let the master see anything, he still nodded seriously.

Qin Mo looked at her with deep eyes: "Stay away from him in the future."

Hearing this, Bo Jiuxiao's shoulders trembled a little. It turned out that the grown-up master was so hostile to his childhood self.

Qin Mo didn't understand what this guy was laughing about.

After the last dinner.

He didn't get a clear answer.

This made Qin Mo's aura feel a degree cooler than when he arrived.

However, no matter how bad his mood was, Qin Mo would not show it in front of He Honghua.

The most powerful one is Queen An.

Even Chen Xiaodong admires this.

After all, she had never seen Madam become a friend with whom she could talk about everything in such a short period of time.

An Yinghou is the first.

And the two people seemed to be getting more and more congenial as they chatted.

Neither noticed the change in time.

This time An Yinghou came back, in addition to the main reason for her son, there was also a role that was really suitable for Jiu. She wanted to try to persuade the other party to see if Jiu would agree.

But obviously, today was not a good time. With her son here, she couldn't grab him even if she mentioned it.

After finishing the meal, An Yinghou stood up and said with a smile: "It's too late. Mo'er and I will go back today. Sister He, we can make an appointment another day and we can watch these two children's games together."

"No problem." He Honghua agreed readily.

When going out, everyone was originally seeing off An Yinghou and the others.

Qin Mo said, "I have something to do. I want to talk to Jiu alone. You go back first." He led Bo Jiu to a side road.

There will be branch roads in villa areas. In places with good greenery like this, a street light will be installed in the place with lush leaves.

When the afterglow of the light hits the side of Qin Mo's face, he is so handsome that people are confused.

Bo Jiu couldn't help but call "monster".

But at this moment, Qin Mo suddenly pressed her against the wall, and his seductive breath hit her face: "Do you know what day it is today."

Fourth update, Ann