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

But now, seeing Xin Ziwen's smile, she no longer felt warm, but felt strangely strange.

"Yes, there is still one month." Xin Furong replied, touching her stomach with her little hand, only at this time, she would show a gentle expression in front of Xin Ziwen.

"That's good." Xin Ziwen also looked at her belly and smiled, as if pointing something.

Xin Furong frowned slightly when she heard the words, she just felt that these words sounded nothing at first, but when she listened carefully, she felt an indescribable strange smell.

But she didn't think too much, after all, who would have thought that her own brother would have his own children?

The brother and sister had long since lost the intimacy they used to have when they passed through Country Z.

It was silent all the way, until around 04:30 in the afternoon, when Yuanfeng came back with vegetables, greeted Xin Ziwen, washed some of Xin Furong's favorite fruits, and then plunged into the kitchen to cook for their brothers and sisters meal.

Yuanfeng is also a son of a rich family, before getting together with Xin Furong, in fact, he never touched the kitchen.

It's just that the skills I had to learn for Xin Furong in the past two years, and after a long period of training, I can already cook good dishes.

Xin Ziwen is Xin Furong's elder brother, Yuanfeng has always been respectful to him, and served a table full of dishes.

Xin Furong can't drink, only Yuanfeng can drink with her, but she doesn't dare to drink too much, for fear that Xin Furong will need something at night and no one can take care of her.

More than eight o'clock in the evening.

Xin Ziwen was drunk, at least in Xin Furong's eyes.

Yuan Feng helped him to rest, Xin Furong frowned and sat on the chair, watching Xin Ziwen being supported by Yuan Feng, still turning around in front of her.

Xin Ziwen waved away Yuanfeng's support.

He insisted on sitting beside Xin Furong.

"Furong, brother knows, you blame brother because of Miao Miao's matter." He raised the corner of his mouth, but the arc drawn was the most bitter.

"But brother, there's nothing you can do about it."

"For so many years, do you know how my brother came here?"

"I can't perceive anything in this world, I can't perceive it! It's like a walking dead!"

"You will never understand that feeling. It's been a long night, but I can only open my eyes until dawn... Furong, you don't understand... my brother is the one who sold his soul to the devil... Only she can save my brother , only her..."

It is said that drunk people like to talk the most, almost like talking.

Xin Furong didn't expect that her brother would do the same.

It's just that she doesn't understand, what does it mean to sell your soul to the devil?What is the walking dead?

"Brother? What are you talking about?" Xin Furong frowned and asked in confusion.

"Haha, you don't understand, and you will never understand." Xin Ziwen waved his hand, but immediately he showed a rather sinister expression: "Furong, there is something you definitely don't know."

"Miao Miao, your favorite Miao Miao...she has transformed into a human!"

"What?" Xin Furong stood up in shock, because the movement was not stable, she bumped into the chair behind her, and fell off the chair directly.

In just a few seconds, blood... instantly flowed down her thigh.

Seeing this sudden scene, Yuan Feng was dumbfounded.

There was no response for a long time.

Xin Ziwen closed his eyes and silently said sorry in his heart.