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

In the bedroom, Mo Ziqi put Xin Miaomiao on the bed, first rubbed her head with a towel, and waited until her hair was almost half dry before throwing away the towel and dressing her.

Xin Miaomiao is used to enjoying it, and now she doesn't think there is anything wrong with letting Mo Ziqi serve her.

When Mo Ziqi asked her to stretch her fat arms, she stretched her fat arms, and when Mo Ziqi asked her to bend her fat legs, she did the same. She looked really cute.

While Mo Ziqi was lifting her trousers, Xin Miaomiao kicked her little feet, put her paws on Mo Ziqi's shoulders, and looked around the strange room.

"Qiqi, where is this?" She asked in a childish voice, with a serious appearance.

"Mansion No. [-]." Mo Ziqi answered, holding her trouser belt and turning around, seeing that the clothes on her body were not wrinkled or wrinkled, nodded with self-confidence, feeling that these things are not so easy to do. hard.

Mansion No. [-]?Where?

Xin Miaomiao shook her pointy ears, and when Mo Ziqi turned her back, she hugged Mo Ziqi's neck because she couldn't stand still, and she made a coquettish request: "Meow misses mom, meow I want to go home."

Yes.

Xin Miaomiao ate and drank enough, took a clean bath, and finally began to think about where she was.

Mo Ziqi had expected her to ask such a question a long time ago, so he replied naturally: "You were sick two days ago, and it was very serious. I brought you here to see a doctor. Let's rest here for a night first. , go back tomorrow."

"Kesu..." Xin Miaomiao pouted reluctantly, and wanted to say something, but was immediately attracted by what Mo Ziqi said later: "Do you want to ride a pony?"

riding a pony?

This topic turned extremely blunt.

But Xin Miaomiao's thoughts were successfully attracted to her. Her big eyes lit up, and she nodded with a smile: "Good meow, good meow."

Seeing that the little brat was fooled by him so easily, Mo Ziqi felt even more fulfilled. He gently stroked her little hair, and when he thought of something, he frowned and told him: "The one outside, don't talk to me after you go out. There's that cat, don't talk to it."

"Meow?" For now, Xin Miaomiao can understand not talking to the cat, but why can't Mao talk to the pretty brother?

"Just be obedient, don't ask so many why!" Mo Ziqi snorted coldly, the tips of his ears began to turn red again, and he spoke less, regaining his indifferent image, as if he was the one who was long-winded and kept asking Mo Ziqi is just someone else's illusion.

Before Mo Ziqi took Xin Miaomiao out of the house, he even brushed her hair specially. Looking at her little hair, which was neither thick nor shiny, he was a little upset, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.

No one in this world can touch his stuff yet!If you dare to touch it, you have to face the consequences!

When Mo Ziqi came out with Xin Miaomiao, it was already half an hour later. Lu Hanfan was sitting on the sofa and stroking his black cat. He was very patient, without any impatience.

Seeing Mo Ziqi and Xin Miaomiao coming out, he jokingly asked, "Where did you steal this doll?" The smile on the corner of his mouth did not match his sunny and handsome face.

Mo Ziqi treated him in the same way as the black cat treated him, he ignored him, turned around and walked out, holding a probe in his hand, he could even be said to be a naughty kid.