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

"What kind of candy?" Yang Rong was a little curious. There used to be a pile of candy at home, and I didn't see how she ate it. Why do you like candy now?

"Delicious Tangtang." Xin Miaomiao burst into laughter when talking about the candy he ate recently.

Mo Ziqi felt a little embarrassed, and said with red ears: "Sometimes Miao Miao is naughty, so I use candies to coax her, not any special candies."

"That's it." Yang Rong smiled and didn't care, but she also persuaded the daughter in her arms: "Miao Miao is good, eat first."

"Good meow." One or two said so, and Xin Miaomiao could only reluctantly nod some small heads.

But at meal time, she surprised her mother.

Xin Miaomiao's staple food has always been milk. Yang Rong has corrected her for at least a year, but it has not had any effect so far, but it has only been a week since she was handed over to Mo Ziqi to take care of her, and she unexpectedly found that her daughter has started to eat.

One small hand is holding a spoon, the other is holding a small green vegetable, and there is a small pocket around her chin. If she can use a spoon to scoop it into her mouth, she will use a spoon, and if she can’t use a spoon, she will use her small paws, especially to eat green vegetables When she was young, she grabbed the vegetable stalks from her rice bowl and stuffed them into her little mouth, so stuffed that her little cheeks were bulging, and she was worried that a hole would bulge out.

"Eat meow, eat meow." Seeing her mother staring at her, Xin Miaomiao enthusiastically waved the little paws holding Xiao Qingcai, not knowing that she was frightening her.

Yang Rong didn't dislike the rudeness of her eating. On the contrary, she still thought it was quite cute, but——

"Ziqi, how did you do it? How could she listen to you?" Yang Rong felt that this was really amazing, and she also admired Mo Ziqi.

Mo Ziqi just smiled again, but didn't answer, and at the same time gave Xin Miaomiao two dishes with chopsticks.

Of course, he didn't mean not to answer on purpose, but he couldn't answer this kind of question because...he only corrected her after starving her for two meals!

The process... Thinking about it, I don't want to talk about it. Mo Ziqi would never talk about things that would ruin his image in Yang Rong's mind.

The three of them ate in the restaurant for about 10 minutes, and the little boy ate his belly round. He was hugged when he went in, and when he came out, he carried his little paws on his back, with his little belly sticking out, whistling Panting, slowly crawling on the ground like a tumbler, shaking from time to time.

Yang Rong couldn't laugh or cry when she saw her "potbellied" appearance.

He lowered his body and touched her chubby belly, and asked amusedly and worriedly, "Miao Miao, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's not uncomfortable, just walk meow." Xin Miaomiao touched her watermelon belly, raised her head and asked Mo Ziqi.

When he was at Mo's house, Mo Ziqi fed her like this. Every time his belly became round after eating, he would take her for a walk around the neighborhood.

Mo Ziqi originally wanted to say that holding her for a walk outside was like leading a puppy, with a little intention of teasing her, who knew that this kid talked a lot, so he just opened his mouth!

Uh... Take a walk?

Yang Rong looked at Mo Ziqi curiously again. She suddenly found that her daughter had changed a lot within a week after leaving. Although these habits are good, but... she still felt a little sour in her heart, as if she had something important It was like being slowly snatched away.