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

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. If you are so stupid, you will be eaten sooner or later!" Mo Ziqi poked the little guy's round belly viciously, but even though he said this, his expression softened.

It can be regarded as the default that the little guy calls him by his nickname, no matter what he calls him, it is better than calling him brother!

Mo Ziqi led Xin Miaomiao out of the villa. Yang Rong was still waiting with a smile on her face. When she saw Mo Ziqi, she regretted and said, "It's because Auntie lacked consideration. Young Master Mo's injury should not heal yet. Well, I should have delivered the meal myself."

"Auntie, we will be neighbors from now on, so you don't need to be so polite, just call me Ziqi." To Yang Rong, Mo Ziqi looked like a polite young man.

Yang Rong heard the words and said with a smile: "Okay, is your injury really alright?"

"Well, basically it's all right." Mo Ziqi nodded.

Only then did Yang Rong breathe a sigh of relief, and sighed in her heart, it's good to be young, and it's better to be injured than an adult much faster.

She looked down and saw Mo Ziqi leading her daughter for a walk, and her daughter didn't resist, the smile on her face couldn't help but deepened, and she didn't call her daughter back, just watched them walk home.

In order to wait for them, Xin Xiaotian and Xin Ziwen didn't have dinner yet, they just sat at the edge of the dining table, seeing them coming back, Xin Ziwen stood up, Xin Xiaotian smiled and said hello: "Is Master Mo better?"

Mo Ziqi nodded politely, but his eyes fell on Xin Ziwen on the other side. Xin Ziwen smiled at him, but he snorted coldly and looked away.

The little cub in his hand was restless, and wanted to stick it to Xin Ziwen as soon as he saw it, but he pinched its paw and rubbed it viciously.

The little boy is usually bullied a little bit, and he is definitely the kind who is absolutely silent, but as long as he is in front of his parents and relatives, he is easy to become coquettish, and now he is moaning and complaining.

"Mom, it hurts when Qiqi caught meow." The little guy raised his head and complained without hesitation.

Yang Rong looked over suspiciously, Mo Ziqi's face was flushed, he glanced at Yang Rong, lowered his eyelashes: "I...I want to sit with Miao Miao."

He didn't let go of those little claws, making it clear that he wanted to be a "bully" to the end, and he glanced at Xin Ziwen vaguely.

All his reactions fell into Yang Rong's eyes, and instead of being angry, Yang Rong smiled.

In his eyes, no matter how calm Mo Ziqi is, he is still a child. Ten-year-old children are very possessive of their playmates. They were also like this when they were young. Today you play with me, but tomorrow you can't play with others.

She felt that Mo Ziqi had this kind of reaction now, quite real, and said with a smile: "Okay, you guys sit together, just sit here." As she spoke, she pulled two seats away from her.

Xin Ziwen, who was sitting beside Xin Xiaotian, looked at Mo Ziqi thoughtfully, because Mo Ziqi's glance was absolutely murderous...

He has hostility towards him?

why?

Xin Ziwen was puzzled and sat down on the seat beside him.

Xin Miaomiao was forced to sit next to Mo Ziqi, a little unhappy, pouted, kept kicking her fat legs under the table, and looked at her brother opposite, wanting to sit down , sit with my brother.

"Miao Miao, would you like some green vegetables?" Yang Rong asked gently.