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

The rear of the car rumbled twice, as if it was as angry as the owner.

What's wrong with this?

Fat Cat tilted his head, looked at the buttocks of the passing car, and scratched his forehead suspiciously with his little paws.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, Fat Cat heard the sound and looked over, and saw Mo Ziqi approaching him with a gentle face, looking at her with eyes like water.

"Why are you standing here? Isn't it cold?"

"Meow?" What's wrong with you?Did you quarrel?

Fat Maoer asked with worried eyes, temporarily forgetting what he was angry about before.

Lu Hanfan's quarrel with Mo Ziqi just now was too loud, and she felt that something serious must have happened.

"It's okay, there's no quarrel, just a few arguments." Mo Ziqi said flatly, picked her up from the ground, and the moment his small body touched her, he frowned in distress.

"How did you lose so much weight in just two days?"

For Fat Cat, Mo Ziqi really loves her to the bottom of his heart. He can feel her slight weight change, which is obviously three catties lighter!

"Meow." Are you thin?Master Ben Meow doesn't feel it.

"Meow." What were you arguing about just now, can you tell Master Meow?

Fat Cat is now interested in why they quarreled, especially making her old servant look like that, which is really very capable.

"It's really all right, stop thinking about it, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?" Fat Mao'er lost weight, and Mo Ziqi felt that she was suffering, and wanted to make up for her quickly.

"Meow." It was a little bit hungry.

"Then let's go eat. I haven't eaten all day." Mo Ziqi said.

When the fat cat heard that he hadn't eaten all day, he looked up at him quickly, and really felt that he was a little haggard, so he immediately swallowed back the words not to eat.

but.

She was still curious about what he and Lu Hanfan were arguing about, and when she was being carried to the restaurant, she kept looking at him, secretly sizing him up.

There was a calm smile on the corner of Mo Ziqi's mouth, and he didn't care about her scrutiny at all.

There is no ready-made food, so the servant has to make it impromptu, and it will take more than 20 minutes until it is ready. Mo Ziqi hugs the fat cat, picks fish bones for her, tears the chicken, and serves her very thoughtfully.

The fat cat nestled in his arms, as long as he opened his mouth, there was something to eat.

But even so, it still couldn't dispel Fat Mao'er's doubts and resentment.

Is it really because he treats her so well because he regards her as a substitute?Or do you think she is the reincarnation of Xin Miaomiao?

What's more, many things that I couldn't figure out before are now clear at a glance.

Could it be that when he first saw that he was calling Miao Miao, and later showed him a photo, it must be because he wanted her to remember the past.

But, she's really not Xin Miaomiao.

She is Meow Meow, just a cat.

The fat cat was thinking in various ways, and when Mo Ziqi handed over the torn chicken again, he pushed it away with his small paws.

She got out of his arms and jumped onto the table.

"Meow." You eat first, after eating, let's have a good talk.

Fat Cat felt that this matter could not be postponed, and she had to make it clear, otherwise she would always have a knot in her heart. If the new servant really only used her as a substitute, she would make it clear no matter how much she liked this servant.

She, just meow!Don't be anyone's stand-in!

"Okay." Hearing this, Mo Ziqi smiled dotingly.