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

Once the fat cat wants to sleep, it is unshakable.

Mo Ziqi had almost dealt with the matter at noon, and at around two o'clock in the afternoon, seeing that Fat Cat hadn't woken up, he left the office to continue the unfinished meeting in the morning.

When I came back, I just got a call.

He looked up at the fat cat who was sleeping deeply on the sofa, walked to the window, and connected the phone.

"Zi Qi?" A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

Mo Ziqi lowered his eyelids, lowered his voice and replied: "It's me, auntie." After he replied, he glanced back, seeing that the fat cat hadn't woken up, he turned his head and continued to look out the window .

"I heard about you from Furong. Are you going to come back from Country Z?"

"Yes."

"Oh, that's it, it's good." Yang Rong smiled softly, but her voice seemed very lonely.

"Auntie didn't mean anything else when she called. She just wanted to say thank you. Thank you for all these years."

"..." Mo Ziqi did not respond to Yang Rong's grateful words.

"Auntie has nothing else to do, just to say thank you, if you are busy, go do it, I'm fine..." Yang Rong's voice was a little cramped, and a little confused.

Mo Ziqi's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't let go.

He just said something specious before hanging up the phone: "Auntie, you promise to be healthy, and you will be fine in the future."

Yes, everything will be fine.

He will guard the current Miaomiao, let her live happily through this life, and let her be a human again when she is reborn. The life span of cats and humans is different. If Yang Rong can treat herself well, Maybe she can wait until the day when Xin Miaomiao becomes a human again.

It's just that, he can't say it clearly.

Before he was completely sure, he couldn't say anything about these things, otherwise he would harm Miao Miao.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Ziqi stood in front of the window with a cold expression, and didn't move for a long time, until a small claw under his foot hooked his trouser leg.

"Meow." What's wrong with you?

The fat cat stood under him, clutching his trousers with its small paws, and asked puzzledly.

She woke up when Mo Ziqi called, but Mo Ziqi seemed very cautious, and looked back at her several times in a row, which made her curious, wanting to know what made him Be so careful.

Listening to the content of his phone call, she didn't hear anything strange, but saw that he seemed to be insane, and looked out of the window without moving for a long time, surrounded by a layer of coldness that she didn't like very much, so she took the initiative to come up get in a word.

You must know that Master Miaomiao is arrogant, and he never took the initiative to talk to him before!

Mo Ziqi lowered his head, looked at the upturned fat cat, and saw that even though she was a cat, she still maintained a human mind, and couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain in his heart.

He bent down and picked her up, gently stroked her soft hair, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, how old is Miaomiao?"

"Meow." Five years old.

Five years old.

Five years old is still very young for humans, but for cats, it should not be too young. The average life span of a cat is more than ten years, and it rarely exceeds 20 years at most.

Mo Ziqi knew that he could wait until her death in this life, and then be reincarnated.

But—Yang Rong, is it really possible?

Mo Ziqi became entangled again.