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

Men generally don't eat much fruit, and Xin Ziwen is the same. He didn't touch the few fruits in front of him, and Xin Furong ate them on his own.

After eating two strawberries and two oranges, Xin Furong wiped her hands with the hot towel Yuanfeng handed over, and then continued to eat other snacks.

"You didn't eat these before." Xin Ziwen said with raised eyebrows seeing how good she was.

Xin Furong smiled, but didn't speak. Yuanfeng next to her said, "She eats alone, and the two absorb it. She wants to eat more."

Xin Ziwen didn't say a word about this, Xin Furong ate a few more slices of beef jerky, then controlled her mouth, and asked Xin Ziwen on the opposite side: "Brother, are you coming to City C this time to see me?"

"Yeah." Xin Ziwen nodded, but paused, and added: "Take care of something by the way."

"Oh. Brother, did you come here alone?"

Xin Ziwen looked at her with a frown, and Xin Furong giggled, a bit gossipy: "Brother, haven't you found me a sister-in-law yet?"

"..." Xin Ziwen.

"Brother, you are not young anymore, you can look for it now." Xin Furong said, touching her chubby belly with her small hand, her eyes were full of tenderness: "Don't let my children be soy sauce by then, and you haven't even married a wife yet." one."

"..." Xin Ziwen just listened to these words with a dull expression, without refutation or reply, as if he was listening to something unrelated to himself.

"Don't talk again!" Xin Furong stared, thought for a while, and then asked: "How about I introduce a few for you? By the way, brother, what are you doing now?"

As for Xin Ziwen's work, Xin Furong is still unclear.

But from the very few contacts, she could feel that Xin Ziwen's job was definitely not easy, especially the few of his subordinates she saw occasionally, they were full of murderous and evil spirits, like... …I can’t describe that feeling specifically, but if I must have a profession to describe it, it would be a killer.

Xin Furong didn't know if such a duty would exist in such a peaceful age.

But Xin Ziwen's was too mysterious, and the aura he occasionally exuded was too frightening, making her unable to stop thinking about it.

"Just doing some ordinary small business, nothing special." Xin Ziwen replied, and glanced at Yuanfeng beside her.

Yuanfeng hadn't spoken a moment ago, but now he stood up with a smile, and said to Xin Furong, "You and your brother chat first, I'm still making soup, I'll go and watch."

Xin Furong nodded, looked back after seeing him leave, and forgot about it for the time being.

The siblings began talking about other things.

Last year, the two elders of the Bai family passed away one after another, and Xin Xiaotian disappeared again. After all, the two siblings are each other's only relatives.

After talking for a few words, there is no topic.

After stopping, Xin Furong was covered with a blanket, watching TV for a while, thinking about Xin Miaomiao upstairs, a little absent-minded.

Xin Furong changed a few channels with the remote control. She didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly turned around and looked at Xin Ziwen: "Brother, Miaomiao is still with you?"

"Ah."

"She is my friend's cat, you should give it back to me." Xin Furong said sideways: "You will make it difficult for me, people treat that cat like a treasure, you took it away and didn't tell me. "

"I didn't take it away." Xin Ziwen turned her head: "She took the initiative to follow me."