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

Locked in the small dark room, the lifeless Luce suddenly raised his head and looked at him with an agitated expression. His long-term weakness had made him unable to stand up, and it was difficult for him to even make a sound.

He could only stare at Xin Ziwen outside with a pair of angry eyes, wishing he could just swallow him alive.

But facing Lu Si's hateful eyes, Xin Ziwen didn't care at all, and even felt very satisfied, as if seeing him in pain made him feel comfortable.

He continued: "I know what you're thinking, but don't worry, I won't hurt her, I will bring her back, and then I will give you another pleasure."

"Meow!" Hearing this, Luce hated to the extreme, and roared with all his strength, but he could only make a hoarse voice, so low that it was almost inaudible.

"Okay, I'm leaving, stay here well, someone will take care of you these days, don't worry about starving to death." Facing Luce's angry eyes, Xin Ziwen asked like a friend for many years.

Luce was so angry that he forcibly got up from the ground, but he only stood up for a few seconds, and immediately lay down again. He could only face Xin Ziwen's retreating back and struggled to pull the floor, grinding his claws to bloody blood...

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After Xin Miaomiao transformed, there were many things that needed to be done. The first thing to do was to fabricate an identity. If the previous Xin Miaomiao died, this one could not be used, and Mo Ziqi could only arrange one.

After lunch, she nestled in Mo Ziqi's arms and watched him arrange someone to give her an identity. The identity was still called Xin Miaomiao, but in order not to attract the attention of others, she randomly found someone with the surname Xin. The family has settled down.

In fact, Xin Miaomiao still wanted to be Yang Rong's daughter, but she knew that doing so would be too conspicuous, so she could only reluctantly accept the identity Mo Ziqi arranged for her.

Mo Ziqi made arrangements after dinner, and her identity was confirmed at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Xin Miaomiao looked at the ID card sent by Mo Ziqi's subordinates, and did not speak for a long time.

Mo Ziqi hugged her, knowing what she was thinking, and explained with distress: "The Xin family is also well-known in City C. If your household registration is in the Xin family again, it will attract the attention of others."

"I know." Xin Miaomiao nodded, she knew this better than anyone else, but she still felt lost.

She turned her head to look at Mo Ziqi: "Even so, Miao Miao still feels a little uncomfortable, Qiqi, Miao Miao misses her mother, let's go see her later, okay?"

"Well, good." Mo Ziqi nodded, seeing that she was not in a good mood, he stroked her little head with his hand, as if she was still a kitten back then.

Xin Miaomiao didn't dislike such touching, on the contrary, she quite liked it, she liked the feeling of being pampered by Mo Ziqi, so that she would feel that she was not alone.

Without Yang Rong, without Xin Xiaotian, she doesn't even have a home.

"Qi Qi, Miao Miao is only you." Xin Miaomiao hugged Mo Ziqi's neck, and said in a muffled voice, "You have to love Miao Miao well, and don't bully Miao Miao."

"En." Mo Ziqi nodded, and stroked the little girl's soft hair with his chin. He only responded with one word, but in this word, there was all his promises.

"Then when are we going to get married?" Xin Miaomiao asked again, her eyes filled with anticipation, looking at Mozi Qi's handsome face, she couldn't help but leaned forward to give a mouthful of itch.