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

"For you, I have lost a lot!" Mo Ziqi poked the little girl's tender face with his fingers in a vicious voice. Thinking of the blood he had dedicated to this little brat over the years, he felt that he had lost a lot. It's good to be tortured, let alone tortured now, even my precious blood has been selflessly dedicated.

It's just that although Mo Ziqi's voice was rough, the hand he poked on the little girl's face couldn't be more gentle, even with a bit of care that he didn't realize.

Especially after hearing the little girl pouting her mouth and yelling Qiqi, his eyes dripped softly without his knowledge, and it was no longer what Xin Furong saw. That cold boy with a terrifying aura.

After working outside for a whole day, Mo Ziqi's body was full of moisture and dirt, he didn't want to let the white and tender girl be contaminated, seeing her calling to him in her sleep, he didn't stretch out his arms to hug him anymore, he only stretched out his hands to comfort him He touched her little head, and responded in a low voice: "Qiqi is here, don't be afraid."

The little girl twitched her small mouth, as if she felt his comfort in her sleep, she closed her eyes and fell asleep soundly.

Mo Ziqi waited quietly by the bed for a few more minutes, making sure that she really slept peacefully, then got up and went to the bathroom to clean herself.

It was late in the autumn morning, and the little girl was ill all night, and she was not very energetic. She didn't wake up slowly until the sun was shining on her little buttocks.

Bewilderedly, she opened her eyes, and rubbed her little tender claws on them indiscriminately. The little girl snorted and got up from under the quilt, and looked around with her little head open.

After seeing the surrounding environment clearly, Dayan'er didn't have any surprises in his eyes. He just pursed his mouth, twisted his body, and climbed off the bed. His pink and delicate feet stepped on the ground, rubbing, but not rubbing. She didn't care about her little slippers, she walked out of the room with her messy hair and bare feet.

The Mo family didn't have any servants, the room was quiet, and so was the outside.

The little girl covered her small mouth with one hand and yawned, and scratched the back of her head in a daze with the other hand. After successfully scratching her messy hair into a bird's nest, she finally saw Butler Xu coming up from downstairs.

"Miss Miao Miao?" Steward Xu shouted when he saw the little girl standing at the door with a confused expression on his face, especially when he saw that she came out with bare feet, he gasped in shock.

This is a rhythm that is not afraid of death, if the young master sees it, he will be drawn to death!

"Grandpa Xu." Seeing the familiar person, the little girl suddenly smiled and narrowed her eyes, her round and pink face puffed up into a cute little bun.

"My little aunt, why did you come out without wearing shoes? This made the young master see..." Although the little girl's voice is so sweet that Housekeeper Xu can hardly find her, but he still remembers this more important thing. matter.

But before he could remind him, the door of the study next to him opened, and the cold and beautiful boy stood expressionlessly at the door, his cold eyes shot straight at the barefooted little girl.

"Qiqi!" The little girl was obviously heartless, she didn't notice the coldness and anger in the boy's eyes, she raised her little paw and pounced on him.

Hugging the beautiful boy with a bear, the little furry head was buried in the lower abdomen of the beautiful boy, and he rubbed it tenderly.