Chapter 1453
National School Prince Is A Girl
Time flew by when they were together.Little Tiger Bo fell asleep leaning against Qin Moâs head. It was late at night when she woke up. That was when she remembered that sick people had to eat more.
Since there was no one at home, Little Tiger Bo volunteered to cook a bowl of noodles. She wasnât sure if the color was too strong or it was because of the seasoning packet.
After Qin Mo finished eating, he didnât get better. He instead ended up with enteritis.
Later, the doctor told them the reason. It wasnât surprising since his digestive system was weaker due to the cold and the instant noodles seasoning pack was too greasy.
Little Tiger Bo was very guilty. That night, she climbed his wall and sought his forgiveness. At that time, Qin Mo didnât have any strength, and told her, âCome up.â
After Little Tiger Bo had climbed up, he reached out and hugged her. She felt soft and cuddly. His smile deepened. âLittle Tiger Bo, are you an idiot?â
âIâm not,â Little Tiger Bo replied seriously. âBut Momo, this is the first time you took the initiative to hug me. Should I be celebrating? Why donât you let me buy you?â
Qin Mo tilted his gaze. âIâm very expensive.â
âI will work hard to earn more money.â Little Tiger Bo clenched her small fists.
Qin Mo squeezed her fists. âI will tell you if Iâm willing to sell myself to you when you are eighteen years old.â
âEighteen years old...â Little Tiger Bo opened her hands and counted. There was still a long time to go. âCanât you agree to it now?â
Qin Mo raised his brows. âI canât.â
âWell, alright. I will be taller when Iâm eighteen. When the time comes, I will come find you in a suit just like my mom.â The more she spoke, the more she was convinced that this was the most comfortable place.
Qin Mo frowned. âSuit? Shouldnât it be a dress?â
âNo, the overbearing presidents in movies are all dressed in suits.â Little Tiger Bo yawned as she spoke. Her little head was placed on Qin Moâs shoulders, her tail wagging twice just like a real tiger. âMomo, Iâm sleepy.â
She wanted Qin Mo to coax her.
Some habits were indeed cultivated. Before she had met Qin Mo, Bo Jiu had never allowed anyone to coax her to sleep. But now, as soon as she was sleepy, she would put her head on Qin Moâs shoulder. Qin Mo would always pat her on the back, saying something in a cool and pleasant voice, for no other reason than to let her sleep.
There werenât many days until the Chinese New Year. In any case, Old Master An had to go back and so did Qin Mo.
After Little Tiger Bo heard the news, she went to Qin Moâs little panda suitcase. âMomo, take me with you, you can treat me as a luggage.â
He had thought of taking a certain little tiger with him anyway. Thus, Qin Mo asked but Mr. Bo, who was used to being lazy, didnât agree. He smiled lightly and gave him only one word. âNo.â
It was also on that day that Qin Mo whiffed the smell of blood from this adult. The smell was looming even though he was wearing a windbreaker. But just before Auntie Bo came back, he entered the bathroom.
Qin Mo was a child that could keep secrets. This was probably what children with high intelligence were like.
He left a medicine box at the Bo familyâs house, saying nothing. However, Qin Mo didnât feel too good since he couldnât take the little tiger he raised with him, especially when he was about to get in the car and turned to look at a certain someoneâs round tiger eyes.
Qin Mo couldnât help but pinch her face. âIâll be back soon. I will be staying home till New Yearâs Eve at most. When I am away, listen to Uncle Boâs words, donât always climb walls, and donât eat too much of the candies I gave you. If youâre hungry, use the key I gave you to enter the house. I filled the small snack cabinet for you. There is ready-made canned beef inside. Eat less instant noodles. You have my home number, call me when somethingâs up and donât misbehave.â
Little Tiger Bo nodded holding the keyboard, counting down internally. Three days wasnât long, it was acceptable.
But even then, when the car was about to leave, Little Tiger Bo was still holding onto Qin Moâs clothes. However, it wasnât Little Tiger Boâs actions that caught Old Master An off guard. Instead, it was obvious his grandson didnât want to leave.
This was a completely different attitude from when he had first arrived at this place.
The most surprising thing was when the car started to move, his grandson became absent-minded.
From boarding the plane to taking off to the final landing, his grandson didnât smile at all. It wasnât until he picked up the phone and made an overseas phone call that there was a little bit of warmth.
Back then, there hadnât been WeChat. It was inconvenient because they had to use the computer for video calls.
They were nearing Chinese New Year and the children were all busy. Moreover, there was a time difference.
As soon as Qin Mo returned to the military courtyard, he was surrounded by children and couldnât spare any time to make a call.
When he picked up the phone after he had gone through all his relatives, he realized that the time was wrong.
More importantly, he had originally settled to go back after Chinese New Year. However, the Anâs suddenly had an urgent matter to deal with. Hence, the date they returned was delayed.
Fortunately, Qin Mo had more time and could find time to call a certain little tiger. But no one picked up the phone.
Bo Jiu wasnât at home because she had followed Mr. Bo to his university. This time, it wasnât to act cute though â even if it seemed like it because Bo Jiu was still wearing the tiger pajamas.
However, that wasnât Mr. Boâs motive. Otherwise, he wouldnât have brought her to his school at this hour. Something had gone wrong in the hacker world.
It wasnât like the first time. This time, he had chosen a life that wasnât peaceful. There hadnât been such a huge loophole in terms of privacy before. Thus, it would only be a matter of time now before some people knew his identity.
In the past, Mr. Bo hadnât been worried about such things. But now, that wasnât the same.
The little one that was lying beneath his table and the woman in the opposite building were his life. He had issued a call and was waiting for the butler to arrive. However, that also meant that Jiu wouldnât have a choice.
Mr. Bo raised his eyes and glanced at the English words on the blackboard, with one hand on his chin, he casually asked, âJiu, do you like what we do now?â
âI like it.â Little Tiger Bo leaned against the edge of the table. She didnât reply and had instead sent the words over using her little keyboard.
Mr. Bo glanced over, his gaze deepening. âThatâs good.â
The most important thing now was to hide Jiu well. As for him, he would first have to attract their attention. He couldnât let them find anything. If he thought about it carefully, returning to the castle...