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

Seeing her series of actions, Xin Miaomiao was stunned.

Mo Qian was still looking at Mo Ziqi, stretched out her hand weakly, and called him intermittently: "Little uncle, Qianqian is not feeling well, little uncle, Qianqian is in pain."

This is what Mo Qian likes to use with Mo Xing.

Since she was a child, Mo Xing loved her very much, but sometimes she would get angry with her, and at this time, she would use this method to deal with Mo Xing.

Mo Xing would compromise every time, even if he was angry again, he would compromise and coax her very gently.

Not to mention her compatriot brother, every time she shed tears, her heart aches, and he is willing to ask him to do almost anything.

Because this set has been tried and tested repeatedly, Mo Qian has formed such a concept, thinking that as long as she cries, as long as she pretends to be sick, everyone will love her unconditionally!

Mo Xing is her father, Mo Lijun is her brother, and Mo Ziqi is her little uncle.

These are her closest relatives, and they will spoil her unconditionally, after all - she is the only girl in the Mo family, so she should be spoiled by them as a little prince, right?

Mo Qian is using this method now because she feels that she will succeed and that she will be loved by Mo Ziqi immediately. Although she is crying and uncomfortable, her eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and there is a faint feeling in her whole body. Excitement, as if my fantasy is about to come true.

but--

She was destined to be disappointed this time.

Mo Ziqi didn't talk about going up to coax her, but he didn't even look at her. His eyes were on Xin Miaomiao from the beginning to the end, and he just waited for Xin Miaomiao to come over and finish watching the "lively" before leaving.

Mo Qian's fantasy was shattered bit by bit.

Her face was really pale this time, and her lips were really purple.

She called Mo Ziqi persistently: "Little uncle, I'm Qianqian, I'm Qianqian, I'm your only niece..."

Mo Ziqi didn't move, but she stood up with difficulty, trying to get closer by herself.

But even if she pretended to cry, her emotions would fluctuate a lot, and it only took a second for her to go from pretending to be ill to actually falling ill.

She suddenly lay down and began to gasp for breath, her face pale like a ghost.

Mo Qian fell ill.

This time it was really sick.

Or she made herself ill.

But even so, her gaze was still fixed on Mo Ziqi, waiting for him to come forward to coax her and love her.

Xin Miaomiao was very interested in watching her perform this set of movements from the beginning, but now there is nothing left but helplessness.

She pulled Mo Ziqi out, and let the doctor who lived at home and treated Xin Xiaotian in, her little face was speechless, and she felt that this Mo Qian was really embarrassing.

She seemed to be living in a world by herself, and then kept directing and acting on her own.

Mo Lijun hurried in from outside, Yu Huang was still following behind him.

Yu Huang was working outside, but Mo Lijun called her back half an hour ago, saying that Mo Qian had fallen ill, but Mo Lijun was lying at that time.

He didn't expect that Mo Qian would actually fall ill during this meeting.

He waited anxiously in front of Mo Qian's door, his eyes full of worry.

Xin Miaomiao and Mo Ziqi couldn't leave at this time, so they could only wait in the living room downstairs.

After waiting for about [-] minutes, the doctor came out and told them that Mo Qian was not in danger for the time being, but that she was too emotional and couldn't bear it.