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

Fat Mao'er walked in front with arrogant strides, while Mo Ziqi and Lu Hanfan followed behind like younger brothers.

Lu Hanfan basked in the warm sun, and felt that the mold on his body was much less.

He casually asked Mo Ziqi beside him: "You came to City C this time, do you intend to make Miao Miao and Yang Rong recognize each other?"

Mo Ziqi's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't answer, but Lu Hanfan knew the answer from his expressionless face, and smiled with his lips pursed.

Looking at Mo Ziqi, his eyes were inexplicably sharp: "If that's really Miaomiao's mother, I believe she can keep a secret. If you don't tell her, are you afraid that she will rob Miaomiao from you?"

Hearing this, Mo Ziqi turned to look at him and sneered, "You think too much."

Five years ago, he might have had the idea of ​​snatching Miao Miao away and raising him himself, but after so many things, he has long since lost that thought.

He doesn't think about anything now, he just wants her to be safe, happy and healthy.

"Really? It doesn't look like your personality." Lu Hanfan looked at Mo Ziqi suspiciously. Wasn't the person in front of him who repeatedly emphasized to him that the fat cat was his cat? ?

"You are public, it's different." Mo Ziqi seemed to know what Lu Hanfan was thinking, and replied lightly.

Then he went to the front and picked up the fat cat man who was about to hook up with other male cats, and walked towards the hotel gate with a cold face. From behind, Lu Hanfan looked at the male cats on the ground, and thought about what Mo Ziqi said just now, I always feel a little uncomfortable.

male?

Is he a tomcat?

Fuck, he doesn't have such a heavy taste, okay?

Lu Hanfan was angry in his heart, but his face was full of smiles. He smiled politely at the hostess of the male cat who was also stunned, and then caught up with the cat and the man in front of him.

Back at the hotel, neither Lu Hanfan nor Mo Ziqi went out again.

After calling the dinner to the room, the fat cat ate it up for a while, then limp and limp, laying on the sofa and starting to feel sleepy.

Mo Ziqi was in a video conference with his subordinates. Lu Hanfan turned down all his work and had nothing to do, so he lowered his voice and encouraged Fat Maoer to go out to play.

Lu Hanfan has always been a restless master, and his nightlife is much richer than that of Mo Ziqi.

As for the fat cat who has been living with him for five years, although his meow is a serious meow, he will be a little cautious after holding back for so long.

She and Lu Hanfan lowered their heads, and after discussing with each other, she turned her head to look at Mo Ziqi, and called out in a low voice, asking for his opinion.

Mo Ziqi saw their little actions in his eyes, but he still touched her little head and discussed with her: "Can you be later? Wait for a while."

"It's okay. If you have something else, you can deal with it first. I'll take her down for a walk. It won't be far away." Lu Hanfan said empathetically from the side.

"Meow." That's right, you can deal with things, Xiaoluzi and I will go.

Fat Cat was also understanding and helpful, she didn't put so much thought into it, but Mo Ziqi, a new servant, was more lenient with her, Fat Cat wanted to go down and play with cats and dogs, so naturally she didn't want him to follow, Because when facing him, she would always feel guilty,

Mo Ziqi looked at the cat and man singing together, pondered for a moment, then nodded.

But before they left, they told Lu Hanfan to pay attention to Fat Maoer's safety.