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

Lu Hanfan sat with Ku for a while, and felt that it was really boring, so he got up and left.

Only Mo Ziqi patiently stood by the side of the incubator, even if he just watched her sleep, he still watched with relish.

Xin Miaomiao finished feeding while she was asleep. At nine o'clock in the morning, Xin Miaomiao hadn't woken up yet, but the cubs in her arms couldn't sleep anymore, and they were rustling everywhere.

Mo Ziqi looked at them, afraid that they would wake Xin Miaomiao, so he reached out and picked them up one by one, and put them on the sofa behind him.

The eldest is strong and the leader of the four siblings.

Being carried to the sofa by Mo Ziqi, he called the other three cubs together, put their heads together, shook their buttocks, and whispered whispers that they only knew.

Mo Ziqi glanced at them, but didn't pay much attention.

He took Xin Miaomiao out of the incubator and hugged her carefully in his arms. Seeing her sleeping soundly and her little body soft, he felt his heart melt.

He couldn't help kissing her little head affectionately and stroking her soft little back.

The four cubs next to him were still together, discussing important matters there.

Mo Ziqi held Xin Miaomiao up and sat beside them. As soon as he sat down, the sofa cushions tilted over.

The cubs couldn't stand still, one by one, like glutinous rice balls, they rolled over quickly and didn't stop until they hit his thigh.

When the claws got up in a hurry, they only felt that their little heads were knocked dizzy.

The fourth child counted the old and new grudges together, and pointed at him with his little paws, scratching Mo Ziqi's body fiercely.

"..." Mo Ziqi, who was holding Xin Miaomiao, seemed to be aware of it. He lowered his head and looked over. The fourth child was just waving his little paws angrily, scratching and scratching at him.

When I exerted too much force, I fell on the sofa and my whole body turned over.

But even so, he still didn't let go of his paws and mouth, and kicked his father in a row. With his unrelenting appearance, it could be seen that he had a deep resentment towards his father.

Fortunately, this is Mo Ziqi's own child, if someone else dared to do this to him, they would have killed him long ago.

He lowered his head and frowned at this brat who acted like a fool, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, then reached out and stroked his little head, as if to appease him.

"..." The little brat who was messing around was dumbfounded.

He turned his head slightly, raised his chin and looked in the direction of his father. Even if he couldn't see him, he still looked with his little head tilted, as if he couldn't believe it.

Father...touched him?

And touched him gently?

This...isn't he dreaming?

The fourth child felt that he must be dreaming, so he opened his little mouth wide open and his little head fell back a little, and then grabbed Mo Ziqi in the direction of Mo Ziqi.

In an instant, he bit Mozi Qigang's big finger that was placed there.

He moved his little tongue suspiciously, and when he felt that the thing in his little mouth was really his father's finger, the whole cat was completely stunned.

"Don't be naughty." Mo Ziqi said to the bewildered little boy, took his finger out of his mouth, frowned in disgust, and touched the little boy's body with his backhand to wipe off the wetness.

But his action has a different meaning in the eyes of the brat and the fourth child.

It was Mo Ziqi who was touching him again!