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

Even when passing by Mo Ziqi's side, his short legs didn't stop for a moment, and with his little head buried, he just planned to run past him.

Mo Ziqi raised his forehead, does this unlucky kid want to be beaten again?

He stretched out his hand, and easily picked up the untrained little boy, and lifted them into the air, so that the two were on the same level.

The little boy raised his head, his little paws were just arched to hug someone, when he saw that the person carrying her was Mo Ziqi, he was surprised to stay in mid-air.

"Qiqi?" The little brat looked shocked, as if asking why are you here?

Mo Ziqi really didn't want to argue with her, but he felt very uncomfortable.

Who is he going to school here for?Isn't it for her?Otherwise, with his current mind, can he go to school in a proper manner?

I deliberately accompanied her to study, and I was thinking about her all morning, because I was afraid that she might not adapt to something, worried all morning, and finally came to pick her up at noon, and I got such a reward?

Got a new friend and can't even see him?

Thinking of this, Mo Ziqi couldn't help casting his icy gaze at the little girl below. He couldn't bear to scold the little brat, so he could only vent his anger on the "third party", but he didn't want him to bow his head and gain something in the same way. A cold gaze.

"Put her down." The little girl shouted, her voice was cold, her eyes were cold and sharp, and she exuded a fierceness that a child shouldn't have.

Mo Ziqi was slightly surprised in his heart, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he took the little boy into his arms and hugged him well, then turned around and prepared to leave.

The little girl was furious immediately, and came up to attack him with a few quick steps, but Mo Ziqi dodged swiftly, and carried the little boy around as if drifting.

"It's fun, it's fun, I still want to play..." The cub patted his paws and shouted out of the situation, thinking that the two were playing with her.

"Qiqi, come again, come again!" the little boy whimpered and demanded.

"Do you know him?" the little girl asked Xin Miaomiao, with the same domineering look as she raised her head.

"It's meow, Qiqi, Miaomiao knows me." Xin Miaomiao nodded, pointing at Tang Qiaoqiao with her little paw, and explained to Mo Ziqi: "Qiqi, this is Miaomiao's friend Qiaoqiao, and Miaomiao likes it."

Except for Xin Miaomiao, Mo Ziqi didn't like to have any communication with other people. Hearing this, he just glanced at Tang Qiaoqiao lightly, and Tang Qiaoqiao, like him, had no intention of getting to know him at all. Seeing that Xin Miaomiao really knew him, she turned around and left.

"Qiqi? How is Qiaoqiao meowing?" Tang Qiaoqiao left without looking back. Xin Miaomiao put her arms around Mo Ziqi's neck and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, are you hungry?" Mo Ziqi hugged Xin Miaomiao and walked in the opposite direction from Tang Qiaoqiao's.

"Hungry meow, drink grandma, drink grandma."

Hearing the food, the little brat quickly forgot about his new friend, and responded happily, wrapping his small arms around Mo Ziqi's neck, resting his small head on his shoulder, blinking his big eyes as he watched Tang Qiao walk away. Clever back.

"Meow..." Looking at it, she suddenly let out a cry of surprise, her small waist straightened subconsciously, and her small mouth murmured in amazement: "Beautiful brother."

Pretty brother?

Mo Ziqi turned his head to look at her suspiciously, followed her gaze to look back, and saw that little girl was picked up by a handsome man just now,