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

Just based on the little brat's unclear words, Mo Ziqi couldn't guess what Xin Miaomiao meant.

But he was a little worried about what the nightmare person did to her again, so he turned his gaze to Butler Xu on the other side, and ordered in a cold voice: "Send someone to the Bai family, everyone's blood is needed."

"Yes." Steward Xu accepted the order respectfully, without asking why, and just looked worriedly at Xin Miaomiao in Yang Rong's arms before leaving.

Yang Rong hugged her dazed daughter, gently stroking her small back with her hands, but looked at Mo Ziqi anxiously: "Should we just go directly like this? Will it cause you any trouble?"

"No, no one will know, they all know how to measure." Mo Ziqi didn't say this clearly, but Yang Rong thinks it should refer to his subordinates.

This kind of Mo Ziqi...actually surprised Yang Rong, she couldn't imagine what kind of life experience would make him have such ability and arrogance at such a young age?

"Auntie, give Miao Miao to me. I'll take her back to sleep." Mo Ziqi felt sorry for the little boy, seeing the little boy nestling in Yang Rong's arms with red eyes, exhaling coquettishly, feeling My heart was itchy, and I wanted to hold her in my arms and coax her well.

His awareness came naturally, and even he himself didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

"Well, Ziqi, why don't Miao Miao sleep with me today?" The daughter hugged her neck tightly with her little paws, and rubbed her little cheeks tenderly several times, Yang Rong was also reluctant.

"Auntie, uncle may wake up today..." Mo Ziqi reminded.

Yang Rong frowned, and then remembered that there was a man lying in the back ward who needed to be taken care of. She was a little irritable and complained, thinking that Xin Xiaotian would really find something for her.

But complaining was complaining, she was reluctant to give up, she still handed the limp little daughter in her arms to Mo Ziqi.

Xin Miaomiao didn't want to leave her mother, so the chubby legs wrapped around Yang Rong's waist and hummed, aggrieved and coquettish: "Meow misses Mom, sleep with Mom."

"Qiqi will take you back to sleep." Mo Ziqi reached out and grabbed the little guy's arm.

Xin Miaomiao pursed her lips and hummed willfully, refusing to let go of her claws. Yang Rong was afraid that Mo Ziqi would be unhappy, so she hurriedly said to Mo Ziqi behind her back, "Wait until she falls asleep."

The little boy cried for almost half an hour, and now he is extremely delicate and sticky, and Mo Ziqi is also reluctant to part with her, otherwise he would not be in a hurry to hug her, and it was not to coax her.

Seeing that she didn't want to come over now, I was naturally a little unhappy, but I couldn't bear to force her, so I could only stand aside and watch Yang Rong hug her and coax her expressionlessly.

The little guy was awakened by a nightmare, and he didn't get enough sleep. Now he is in his mother's arms, listening to his mother's gentle lullaby, his big eyes are closed quickly, and his little head is tilted on Yang Rong's shoulder , small mouth pouting, small cheeks flushed, delicate and airy.

"Ziqi, I'm sorry to trouble you." Yang Rong said this many times, but every time she was sincere.

Mo Ziqi didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand to gently take the little boy back. The moment her small body nestled into his arms, his unhappy mood was instantly relieved.

Looking down at her sleeping so sweetly, he couldn't help smiling dotingly. He raised his head, ready to say goodbye to Yang Rong, but when he raised his head, Xin Miaomiao in his arms was full of horror and fear. opened his eyes!