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

Seeing Xin Miaomiao nodded, Xin Furong carried her to the food court on the fifth floor, and stopped in front of a dessert shop.

There are two little girls in the dessert shop, looking up at the TV mounted on the wall with their faces full of nympho.

On the TV, there was a tall figure that made Xin Miaomiao unable to look away.

Mo Ziqi.

Three years later, Mo Ziqi is already a mature man. Compared with three years ago, he is more handsome and compelling. His dark eyes are dark and deep, like a Rakshasa who is untouched by the world's passion~ desire. He has a cold and arrogant aura, like The high-altitude king overlooks all living beings.

Such a man is charming and bewildering, but he is also poisonous, making people only dare to look at him from a distance but dare not approach him.

Seeing Mo Ziqi like this, Xin Miaomiao was bewildered.

Xin Furong stood in front of the TV, and the hand touching her little head also stopped.

This is a news interview program, but obviously without the consent of the person himself, Mo Ziqi's figure only flashed at the airport before disappearing in front of the audience.

"My God, does anyone really dare to touch such a man?" The two shop assistants looked at the back of the man walking away on TV, and one of them said with some fascination.

"I think, no one in this world is worthy of such a man." Another one answered.

"It looks quite cold. I don't know what kind of scene it will be if he likes someone."

"I think, such a man should not love others?"

"Meow Karma!" Why don't you know how to love someone, this is the love of Master Meow!Xin Miaomiao came back to her senses, and excitedly pointed to the TV with her little paw, and pointed to herself.

The two shop assistants came to their senses when they heard her cry.

She didn't see what Xin Miaomiao meant, but looked at Xin Furong enthusiastically, and asked, "Miss, do you need something?"

"Two lighter cakes, don't need to be too sweet." Xin Furong said, Xin Miaomiao's current body is a cat after all, and she is afraid that she will get sick if she eats casually.

"Okay, is the matcha cake okay?"

"En." Xin Furong nodded, and sat down holding Xin Miaomiao who was still gesticulating, intending to show that she was Mo Ziqi's true love.

Xin Furong held her in her arms, turned around, faced her face, and asked: "Miss him?"

"Meow." Xin Miaomiao nodded, her eyes misty.

"Then sister will take you to find him? Will you?"

"Meow." I... Xin Miaomiao hesitated to speak, her thoughts, not to mention that she couldn't say it now, Xin Furong didn't understand, even if she could say it, Xin Furong might not understand it.

She has her persistence.

She really wanted to go back to him with her normal body...

The clerk brought the cake, saw a person and a cat talking, and didn't think there was anything strange. On the contrary, he even praised Xin Miaomiao. After all, how many people who have pets these days are not nervous Chatting with pets?

They are used to things like this, so they don't find it strange.

And Xin Miaomiao may have just seen Mo Ziqi, so she didn't even have the desire to eat.

She buried her small head, suffering from the fact that she couldn't talk to Xin Furong.

All the way back to Xin's house, Xin Miaomiao was full of preoccupations. Seeing that she was not very motivated, Yuan Feng asked a few questions with concern, but Xin Furong didn't know how to answer, so she could only deal with it carelessly.

After dinner, Xin Furong bathed Xin Miaomiao, wiped off her hair, and held her in her arms.