Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

"Miaomiao is going!"

A clear voice interrupted the argument between the two.

Clenching her fists, Miaomiao looked resolute and nodded vigorously under the gazes of the two people.

Seeing that Miaomiao agreed, Yuan Yu should have been relieved, because Wen Rufeng would have no excuse to stop Miaomiao from seeing Mu Cheng. However, in reality, he inexplicably felt a little regretful.

"Baby, why don't you think about it again?" His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help but said while rubbing his hands.

The little cub tilted his head and was very angry: "Don't think about it!"

This is about saving the world, and no one is more powerful than Miaomiao.

How could Miaomiao let this opportunity go?

With his eyes wide open and bright, the little boy clenched his fists and said in a milky voice: "Thick hair!"

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Half an hour later, Yuan Yu took the lead to get off the aircraft, followed quickly by Wen Rufeng holding Miaomiao in his arms.

The housekeeper who had been waiting at the door for a long time came to greet him, bending down and giving thoughtful guidance.

"This is it, please come in."

The heavy door opened with a dull sound.

Miaomiao got off Wen Rufeng and walked in with her short legs clicking.

It was pitch dark inside. Miaomiao looked around curiously and asked the housekeeper: "Grandpa, why is it so dark here?"

Unable to see clearly inside, the little guy tentatively stretched out his jio and explored inside.

The housekeeper smiled brightly when Miaomiao called her grandpa softly, and explained with a loving face: "Miss Miaomiao, the head of the family has been staying in the laboratory since he fell into chaos, and never let us turn on the lights."

As soon as the housekeeper finished speaking, there was a loud bang inside, and even the floor shook.

A painful sound came from the darkness.

Miaomiao was startled, and she immediately covered her chest and hid timidly behind Wen Rufeng. She was afraid that she would forget it, but she still loved to join in the fun. Love watching it performed to the extreme.

Wen Rufeng covered Miaomiao's ears and knitted her brows together.

The housekeeper sighed worriedly and looked at Yuan Yu and Wen Rufeng pleadingly.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Wen, the master of the house has not come out since he went in. I can only hear these noises every day. You two can help the master of the house."

Yuan Yu was silent.

He also saw it just now. Mu Cheng didn't look like he had any sense. Is it really okay for Miaomiao to go in?

"Let Miaomiao go, Miaomiao is amazing."

Miaomiao's little bright mind grasped the key points from the conversation between several people this time. She knew that her target to save the world was inside, so she was no longer afraid. She held her head high and vowed to go in.

Wen Rufeng: "Be good, don't make trouble."

Even if you want to go in, you can't just go in, you have to be fully prepared.

Miaomiao widened her eyes and immediately pulled away her old father's hand. She put her hands on her little fat waist and spoke righteously: "Miaomiao, what's going on?"

Miaomiao is very well behaved.

After a while, after some discussion, several people reached a consensus, and Wen Rufeng took Miaomiao in together.

Under normal circumstances, the less contact a disordered patient has with outsiders, the better, and it is best to cut off communication with the outside world.

Originally, they planned to let Miaomiao go in alone after taking protective measures for her. But seeing Mu Cheng making such a big fuss, Wen Rufeng still regretted it.

He was worried.

Miaomiao, who was wrapped into a ball, walked in the front, eagerly moving her short legs upside down and having sex so hard.

Wen Rufeng had no choice but to reach out and hook his slender fingers on the back of the little guy's neck.

"return."

With fate being grabbed by the throat, Miao Miao reluctantly twisted her butt, let out an ooh, and then returned to Wen Rufeng obediently.

Because the surroundings were dark, the two could not see very clearly. They could only vaguely see a black object in the corner.

"Is that Uncle Mu?"

Pulling on Wen Rufeng's clothes, Miaomiao asked in a low voice.