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

"Meow?" The little girl's eyes were filled with mist, and the little ears under the little hair trembled twice.

I feel wronged.

"Qi Qi dislikes Meow Meow?" Pink lips pouting, how pitiful, the little butt sitting in the arms of the beautiful boy twisted, his head tilted, and he was about to go down.

"..." Mo Ziqi was even more speechless, one big hand around her waist tightened, and the other big hand went to ruthlessly rubbed the little hair on her head, warning in a soft voice: " Don't make trouble."

The little girl looked over with sticky eyes, but she was still aggrieved.

Mo Ziqi didn't care about her, he just got up and put her on the ground, and led her to the bathroom.

The little girl gnawed the apple in one hand, and obediently let him lead her to the bathroom door with the other. Mo Ziqi squeezed the toothpaste for her and refilled the water before bringing over the messy gnawed apple in her hand.

"Go and brush your teeth, you are not a good boy if you don't brush your teeth."

The little girl didn't say anything else, and went to brush her teeth obediently.

Mo Ziqi was standing at the door waiting for her, seeing her brushing her teeth so obediently, his eyes gradually softened.

"It hurts..." The teeth were brushed, but the messy little hair was not combed well. The little girl scratched it casually with the comb twice, and she didn't comb it well, and even grinned her teeth in pain.

Mo Ziqi could only go up again, handed her the apple in his hand, and stood behind her to comb her hair.

Just like this, the little white-eyed wolf was still getting impatient, and with his little cheek puffed up, he pouted and hummed: "Qiqi cut it, Qiaoqiao's hair should be combed."

Mo Ziqi didn't answer, but just gave her a little knock with a comb, trying to cut a boy's head, but there's no way!

Tang Qiaoqiao's neither male nor female guy is just like Nie Huaijin as a baby, his little brat is different from them.

What she said didn't get approval, and instead she took a bite. Xin Miaomiao pouted her mouth aggrieved, but immediately attracted her attention to the fruit on hand, and continued to gnaw on it.

Mo Ziqi couldn't help but tighten his eyes again when he saw the joy of her chewing.

This is also the sequelae of the little boy's loss of life. Others eat three meals a day, but she is not enough for ten meals a day. Many times she will be hungry and need to replenish energy continuously, but these foods They were just ordinary whole grains, which were of no use to her, and she couldn't absorb any useful nutrition even if she ate them.

Mo Ziqi lowered his eyes in annoyance. Eight years have passed, and he has not found any clues about her personality. She has only been an adult for six years. What if she really can't find any clues?

"Master, Ms. Miaomiao's mother is here." Butler Xu's voice came from outside the door again. Yang Rong had divorced Xin Xiaotian. This was known to everyone except Xin Miaomiao, so Butler Liu no longer called her Mrs. Sheen.

Mo Ziqi returned to his senses, nodded, looked down at the little girl with bright eyes in the mirror, and said, "Finish combing your hair first."

Seeing that the little brat was still a little conscientious, he lowered his eyes and continued to comb her hair unhurriedly. A cute ponytail came out, and he let go: "Go."

The little girl pouted her little butt excitedly and jumped outside, while Mo Ziqi followed unhurriedly, watching her flicking her ponytail silently, her eyes gradually sank, and she didn't know what she was thinking. something.