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

The little girl has an amazing appetite, and she is hungry now.

Mo Ziqi's face darkened instantly.

What does she mean, she's going to sell herself for a box of chocolates?

The girl who confessed her love couldn't wait for Mo Ziqi's response, and looked over shyly, just in time to see Mo Ziqi staring at the little girl beside her with a sullen face.

The confession girl was stunned, who is this?Why didn't you see it just now?

……

After being surprised, she quickly searched for the information about Mo Ziqi in her mind, and it seemed that there was one item saying that he often went to the middle school or the elementary school to pick up a little girl from school.

Looking at the short figure...could it be his sister?

"Senior, is this your sister?" The girl who confessed her love praised Xin Miaomiao as if she had found a breakthrough.

"You look so cute, you must be eight or nine years old, right? You're really cute." The girl said, and then she gave Xin Miaomiao a friendly and kind smile.

Can--

The little girl who was smiling and looking at her with joy just now changed her face instantly.

Eight or nine years old?

Meow Meow is 12 years old!

Because of her short stature, the little chubby girl seemed to have been hit by a big blow, her little shoulders collapsed, and the little paw hanging on the right stretched out towards Mo Ziqi.

Hugged, rubbed, raised her head and hummed: "Qiqi, Miaomiao is 12 years old."

The little girl is mentally abnormal. It's not that no one has ridiculed her before, but Tang Qiaoqiao is protecting her at school, and Yang Rong and Mo Ziqi are protecting her at home. Who dares to say a word?

Over time, the little girl didn't know that she was abnormal in the eyes of others.

But there is one thing, even if others don't remind, the little girl knows.

She is not in good health, she has grown taller, but she is still much shorter than the other girls in the class, and she always stands at the front of the queue every time, plus this cute bun face, it doesn't look like she is smoking now. What the little girls should have, but they look like children who can't grow up.

But—Miaomiao is already 12 years old, not eight or nine years old!

Xin Miaomiao felt that she had been hit hard, her bright eyes lost their brilliance all of a sudden, she burrowed into Mo Ziqi's arms aggrieved, and refused to look at the big sister in front of her again.

The girl was a little dumbfounded. She looks 12 years old?She looked at Mo Ziqi in embarrassment, feeling a little helpless and looking for help.

Mo Ziqi gave the girl in front of him a cold look, and his face became even uglier: "She is 12 years old."

Bending down, her movements and expressions were completely inconsistent, she gently hugged the little girl Yan Dada, and looked at the girl in front of her who had lost her language ability: "She is not my sister, she is—— little daughter-in-law !"

After saying this, the beautiful boy hugged the little boy who put his head on his shoulder and left, leaving only the girl behind him with a pale face, stunned in the autumn wind.

"Qiqi..." Xin Miaomiao softly yelled, being held firmly in Mo Ziqi's arms with her short legs resting on his waist.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Mo Ziqi asked, his voice was exceptionally gentle, and his big hand was stroking her back, knowing that the little brat was wronged today, and wanted to coax her.

"Tell me, could the things in the dream be real?" Mo Ziqi thought that she would act like a baby to express her grievances, and didn't want her to ask an irrelevant question.

"Dreams? You're talking stupid again. Of course dreams are fake. How could they be real?" Mo Ziqi replied, patting her weak back: "Are you hungry? There are your favorite snacks in the car."