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

Xin Miaomiao pursed her mouth, leaned forward and kissed her. Seeing her most familiar brows unfold, she grinned happily.

She turned her head and looked to the right again, kissed the handsome face covered with stubble as usual, then smiled foolishly for a while, carefully moved from the center of the bed to the end of the bed, and got out of the bed with her buttocks pouted, He walked out with a smile on his face.

The Xin family was in too much trouble last night. Except for Xin Miaomiao who got up early this morning, no one woke up, and even Liu Ma was not at home.

Xin Miaomiao walked around her house, but seeing no one, she went to Mo's house next door with chubby hands on her back.

Steward Xu was arranging flowers and plants in the yard early in the morning, but he was a little lost in thought, still thinking about what happened last night. When Xin Miaomiao came to him, he didn't feel anything until Xin Miaomiao came to him. The paw hit him.

"Miss Miao Miao?" he exclaimed.

"Grandpa Xu." She asked with a smile, "Where's Qiqi?"

"The young master is still upstairs, are you going to find him?" Xu Butler asked, and he was about to take Xin Miaomiao to find Mo Ziqi, but Xin Miaomiao stopped him: "Grandpa Xu, Miao Miao will go by herself." Find it, Grandpa Xu can do it himself."

After saying this, she hopped into the house by herself, and went upstairs in a familiar way. She thought Mo Ziqi was still sleeping, so she opened the door on tiptoe. She wanted to surprise Mo Ziqi by surprise. As a result, when the door was opened, Mo Ziqi was not seen in the room at all.

"Meow?" She tilted her head in doubt, looking everywhere.

"Come in." Mo Ziqi's voice came from the balcony, a little pale and weak.

Xin Miaomiao walked in suspiciously, and saw Mo Ziqi sitting on the single sofa on the balcony. He was reading a book with his head down. The sun above his head was shining directly on his face, making him glow The luster is good-looking, like a prince who came out of a fairy tale, and it still shines.

Of course, if the prince's face was not so pale, his expression was not so cold, and his eyes were not so cold, he might look better.

"Qiqi." Xin Miaomiao jumped over, looked up at his pale handsome face, and asked worriedly, "Is Qiqi sick?"

"No." Mo Ziqi replied, without raising his gaze, his indifference made Xin Miaomiao feel a little strange.

She puffed up her cheeks, stretched out her little paw aggrievedly, and attached it to the book Mo Ziqi was reading, forcing him to face herself.

"Why don't you go to school today?" Mo Ziqi followed the fat paws to look over, but his eyes were still cold and indifferent, without the pampering and gentleness of before.

Xin Miaomiao felt it, and pushed the book off his knee in discomfort, twisted her body and burrowed into his arms: "Qi Qi is bad, it's bad for Meow Meow!"

"..." Bad?He even took his own life to save her, isn't that bad?

Mo Ziqi suddenly felt that the little brat in front of him was ignorant, and a depression that could not be vented filled his chest, making his whole face even more indifferent.

He pushed her out of his arms without even bothering to take a look: "If you think I'm bad, go back!"

"Meow, Qiqi?" Xin Miaomiao's eyes widened, wondering what's wrong with him, why are you so aggressive?

Mo Ziqi turned his head, ignored her aggrieved look, got up, picked up the book she had pushed aside on the floor, turned and entered the room.