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

Butler Xu stood outside the door and looked at him. It seemed that he had something to say.

Mo Ziqi got up and went to the door, closed the door, butler Xu said: "Master, Master Lu is here, he's downstairs."

Hearing this, Mo Ziqi nodded, and glanced downstairs, and saw that Lu Hanfan was sitting on the sofa with his hands spread out, his head resting on the armrest of the sofa, his eyes closed, just like a grandfather.

He seemed to sense Mo Ziqi's gaze, opened his eyes, and gave him a particularly bright smile.

When Mo Ziqi went downstairs, Lu Hanfan asked, "Why didn't I see Meow Meow today, where did I go?"

"Sleeping." Mo Ziqi replied.

"Why go to bed so early? It's not in line with her daily habits." Lu Hanfan muttered in surprise, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and began to talk about what he had done in the past few days.

"I've already contacted Leng Yu." The tone was triumphant.

"Huh?" Mo Ziqi looked at him.

"Didn't you say you were going to strike first last time? So I inquired and contacted him. Is it true what you said about turning back time?"

"En." Mo Ziqi nodded.

"But, I don't think it's possible, right? Even if it's possible, such a thing that violates the laws of nature always feels like the price to pay will be very high." Lu Hanfan didn't believe in these fantasy things before, but now the most All the people and cats close to him had something to do with it, forcing him to believe it.

But even so, he still felt that wanting to go back in time was too much nonsense, and even if it was true, the price to be paid must be high.

"Actually, I think we just need to protect Miaomiao well. We don't need to provoke him, right?"

"If you don't deal with it, he's a time bomb." It's not Mo Ziqi's style to keep a time bomb beside him.

Lu Hanfan said these things because he didn't know about his past life, but Mo Ziqi had already learned about his past life from Xin Miaomiao, so he couldn't tolerate Xin Ziwen at all. Not to mention, not to mention that he is not doing nothing now, but planning to grab his most precious thing, how can he tolerate this?

"You say so, yes." Lu Hanfan nodded thoughtfully, looked up at Mo Ziqi: "It's just Ziqi, I can't help you with these things, I'm really sorry."

"..." Mo Ziqi glanced at him.

"You don't want to comfort me either?" Lu Hanfan raised his eyebrows, thinking that at this time, shouldn't it be okay to say something or something else?

"You need it?" Mo Ziqi asked back.

"..." Lu Hanfan.

After dozens of seconds, he said rather speechlessly: "If you don't have a strong mental capacity to talk to someone like you, you will die of embarrassment in minutes. Fortunately, I still have Miaomiao to talk to." As he spoke, he looked down at the watch on his wrist and frowned: "Don't sleep at this point, it's time for dinner."

Before Xin Miaomiao came back, Lu Hanfan lived here, but after Xin Miaomiao came back, Mo Ziqi kicked him out, and every time he came here, he could only have a meal. Has a deep resentment.

With such a big villa and so many rooms, why couldn't Mao leave one for him to live in?

"Let her wake up naturally." Seeing Lu Hanfan getting up to go upstairs, Mo Ziqi warned in a cold tone from behind: "Don't wake her up."