Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

Xin Miaomiao raised her neck and looked at the direction Mo Ziqi was leaving home for a long time. Even if she lay down to sleep, she still wondered whether she should leave home or not.

As for Mo Ziqi, when he got out of the room, he met Chen Dan who was jumping outside. Chen Dan liked to be active at night, and he basically hatched eggs in his nest during the day.

Seeing Mo Ziqi coming out, Chendan hopped onto the window and turned around, as if looking at him, but seeing that he didn't respond, she continued to jump outside from the window sill.

Mo Ziqi came out from the front, facing the cold air that hit him soberly. He stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking at the star-studded night sky with a blank face. The breath of taste.

Chendan strolled back and forth in the yard twice, getting some air, and felt much more comfortable. He was going to jump back, but when he jumped back, he couldn't help but look at Mo Ziqi.

He only knew that Mo Ziqi was not easy to provoke, so he never took the initiative to get close to him.

This time, he just planned to take a look and leave, but he didn't want Mo Ziqi to look at him and stretch out his hand when he was about to jump out of the window to go back.

"..." Chen Dan twisted his fat body uncertainly, did he want him to go over?

Chendan jumped a few steps in this direction uncertainly, seeing that Mo Ziqi still hadn't retracted his outstretched hand, he paused for a few seconds in the middle, then continued to jump over.

As soon as she jumped up, she jumped onto Mo Ziqi's palm.

Mo Ziqi withdrew his hand, held him in front of him, swept his body with divine power, raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

"Soon," he said.

Chendan shook his body proudly, of course, his parents are both high-cultivation people, where can he go?

It took his mother so many years to break the shell back then, it was entirely because his grandfather was an ordinary person with no cultivation, his mother could only rely on his father to hatch, otherwise she would be as good as him.

Chen Dan's proud face was too obvious, Mo Ziqi looked at her coldly, thinking whether to just throw him away.

But thinking of what he wanted to ask, he held back in the end.

He asked, "Hate your father?"

Mo Ziqi was not interested in other people's feelings, but he also knew that Tang Qiaoqiao's current behavior was all because of Nie Huaijin.

The children of Cultivation Continent already had a sense of autonomy since they were formed. He wanted to know if they hated their father?

Just like in the future, will his children hate him?In other words, would he hate it now?

Mo Ziqi always felt that he was a cruel person, and he could abandon anyone except Xin Miaomiao.

But when he encountered Xin Miaomiao's fetal movement today, he realized that he was not as heartless as he had imagined, at least he would be reluctant to part with his children, especially when they were just moving.

His inner touch was great.

Chendan gave no answer to this question.

Maybe he doesn't even know it, whether he hates it or not!

Mo Ziqi held Chendan and stood in the yard for most of the night, Chendan was unwilling behind him, struggling in his palm, Mo Ziqi remembered that it was late at night, afraid that Xin Miaomiao would not sleep well, Get up and go back to the room.

After he left the yard, Lu Si walked out slowly from the corner, looking at his back with coldness and murderous look in his eyes.