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

Seeing her reaction, Mo Ziqi sneered in his heart, but he didn't expect this little brat to be a good-looking guy.

After Yang Rong left, Xin Miaomiao was led into the house by Mo Ziqi's back collar, and then she suddenly realized that this is not an angel, this is obviously that "devil".

Xin Miaomiao waved her fat hands and feet, thumping vigorously, her little neck raised high, and she screamed.

The little paw even desperately grabbed the door frame next to it, and when Mo Ziqi forcibly dragged it away, it actually left a few dirty paw marks on the door frame...

Well, the consequences of secretly eating a small cake without washing your hands...

Mo Ziqi stopped suddenly, looked at the dirty little paw print with disgust, then looked down at her coldly, threatening in a faint voice: "Call again and try?"

Xin Miaomiao raised her little head to look at him when she heard the sound, and saw that his complexion was not very good, her little ears under her little hair trembled twice, she rolled her big nimble eyes, bit her little mouth and weighed the pros and cons, Finally, he cleverly let go of his little paw.

Once you enter the "Devil's Cave", you will definitely not be able to get out!

Xin Miaomiao regretted not falling, even if she wanted to run out, she would have no chance, because she watched helplessly as Butler Xu had closed the door of the villa.

She simply didn't struggle anymore, instead she folded her arms around her chest, really like a little milk cat being carried away by the neck by a big cat, just like that, Mo Ziqi walked into the room with his collar lifted.

Butler Xu closed the door at the back, turned around and saw this scene, and silently wiped the cold sweat from his brow, it's so strange, big and small!

Once inside, Mo Ziqi put Xin Miaomiao on the sofa.

This time, Young Master Mo was very gentle, he didn't throw it away, he didn't throw it away, but put it on safely, but, do you think that the big devil is going to change the rhythm of angels?

think too much!

He stood in front of the little boy, with a sullen face, and began to torture: "Okay, now we can settle the score."

"Meow?" The little boy pretended to be innocent, grinning his mouth and blinking his big eyes to be cute.

"Tell me, how many times did you grab me and hit me that day? Huh? Do you remember clearly? Do you need me to remind you?" Mo Ziqi asked, jumping out word by word, with a gloomy tone .

Little boy, I didn't expect that after such a long time, Mo Ziqi would still turn over the old score, his small body trembled, and he pouted his little butt calmly, moving to the side inch by inch, like a little crab trying to find a hole Drill in.

This little brat is an absolute coward, when someone is around, he is arrogant, and when no one is around, he is just a poor little white flower.

In fact, during this week, Mo Ziqi also thought clearly. He was angry with this little brat for killing him, but in the first rebirth, even if he killed her, it would be useless, and he would not be able to return to that life. In this case, Better to live in the moment.

He also thought about letting this little brat go, but he didn't know why, every time he saw her, he couldn't help but want to bully her, even though he didn't know the use of his bullying, but he just wanted to Seeing her miserably bullied and angry little look.

Just like now, he unscrupulously grabbed the tender flesh on her face, looked at her teary and pitiful face, and felt comfortable physically and mentally!