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

Regarding the suspicious inquiry of the middle-aged man, Mo Ziqi didn't intend to explain. Holding the dirty little doll in his hand, he turned around and was about to walk into the house.

At this time, Xin Miaomiao finally recovered from her beauty, kicked her short legs, and groaned: "Put Miaomiao down, Miaomiao doesn't like this."

Mo Ziqi sneered, he didn't take Xin Miaomiao's struggle seriously at all, and continued walking into the house.

The middle-aged man is Mo Ziqi's new housekeeper in C City. His surname is Xu. Although he has nothing to do with Mo Ziqi, looking at this scene now, he still feels something is wrong, especially what Mo Ziqi said before. It seems that he came to City C on purpose for this little doll?

The Xin family also has some connections and power in City C. Butler Xu felt that there was no need to turn against others as soon as he came, so he followed, carefully persuading: "Master, this Miss Xin is weak and can't stand it, you... ..."

"Butler Xu, remember your own identity!" Mo Ziqi said to Butler Xu before entering the door with the struggling little boy in his hands. A chilling evil spirit.

Butler Xu knew that the young man in front of him was not simple at all. After all, he could gain a firm foothold in the Mo family at the age of ten. It is clear that this young man is really not something he can control with a few words.

He looked at the little doll being carried sympathetically, and felt that the way the young master carried it was really like carrying a broken doll!

Just like that, the struggling little boy was carried back to the nest by Mo Ziqi so easily.

Arriving in the living room, Mo Ziqi glanced carelessly at the living room, and seeing that the furniture arrangement was satisfactory, he ordered in a low voice: "Okay, you all go down."

"But young master, this doll..."

"How many times do you want to listen to my words?" Mo Ziqi raised his eyes slightly, and a horrifying cruelty flashed in his dark eyes, which frightened Steward Xu so much that he didn't care to say another word, but only felt sorry for this innocent and pitiful person in his heart. Little boy prays.

After a burst of strong and regular footsteps, only Mo Ziqi and Xin Miaomiao were left in the living room.

Xin Miaomiao was carried in the air by Mo Ziqi, feeling very uncomfortable, she couldn't help twisting her small body to get down, and made a vague humming sound from her small mouth.

Several times, when Mo Ziqi was not paying attention, she stretched out her chubby legs to kick him, but unfortunately, her little legs were fat and short, and apart from being able to do some unnecessary struggles, she didn't treat Mo Ziqi at all. Qi posed no threat.

Mo Ziqi was so keen, so he naturally knew about the little brat's little tricks, but he didn't pay attention, and he threw her on the sofa mercilessly after everyone in the living room had gone out.

The texture of the sofa is good, and Xin Miaomiao's fat little body was bouncing up and down on it. In order not to let herself fall off, Xin Miaomiao naturally softened her fat hands and feet, and leaned against the sofa. Lifting his small head, he stared at Mo Ziqi with vigilance and aggrieved expression.

Xin Miaomiao likes all beautiful things, as long as she looks good, she will pay special attention to them.

It's the same for Xin Furong, it's the same for Xin Ziwen, and it's the same for Mo Ziqi before, otherwise she would have been howling with her little neck up, if it wasn't for her beauty, she would have been so effortless. Have you returned to the nest?