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

Chapter 139 The dog-legged boy (1)

"Qiqi said not to eat meow." After eating and drinking enough, and being touched by someone's chubby belly, the little boy felt so comfortable that he wanted to hum. How could he remember the fear before, wishing he could just close his eyes and fall asleep now? Sleep.

Qiqi said she wouldn't eat, so she wasn't afraid?

Because of these few words, Mo Ziqi's mood improved a bit, and he even felt slightly joyful.

She, is she trusting him?

He just said a word, she trusted him so unconditionally?

Mo Ziqi couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, maybe it was nothing in the eyes of others, but Mo Ziqi knew what this kind of trust meant to her and to himself, and how precious it was.

In the past, the little boy didn't remember his previous life, so that's all.

She remembered it now, and clearly remembered how they died, and seriously, they were considered "enemies" in the previous life, right?

But she is still willing to believe him so much?Just because of one sentence.

Thinking of his previous life, Mo Ziqi only felt aggrieved. After all, he was the leader of the leopard tribe who was tricked to death by a cat cub.

But thinking about it now, he felt something else——

At that time, the little boy plunged into his arms and fell asleep soundly. Speaking of which, isn't it a kind of trust in him?As for the following things, it can only be said that it was a trick of good fortune.

And in this life, no matter how many times he wanted to kill her, he couldn't do it anyway. This was probably God's will.

At this moment, Mo Ziqi is truly relieved, relieved from the bottom of his heart!

Maybe he was nice to the little bastard before, but that was just to cheat the little bastard's trust, so that he could torture her wantonly in the future, but now...he feels that it feels good to be trusted by such a little bastard, and he doesn't want to be trusted by a little bastard because of the past The matter angered her.

He lowered his head, gently stroked her limp little hair, met her ignorant and cute big eyes, and said seriously: "Well, don't eat, Qiqi keeps her word."

Hearing the words, the little boy just looked at him half-understanding, his big watery eyes were full of bewilderment.

"Do you want to take a bath?" Mo Ziqi asked suddenly.

"Go home meow." The little boy answered irrelevantly.

"..." Mo Ziqi didn't continue to ask for advice, but directly hugged her and got up, took the towels and clothes next to her, and walked out the door. There were many people in black and maids outside, and he didn't say anything. Instead of helping, he carried the cub all the way.

Xin Miaomiao leaned on his shoulders, intending to protest, but when she saw so many beautiful sisters following behind them, she suddenly narrowed her eyes with a smile, and even waved her little paws to hook them up.

"Be quiet, otherwise..." Mo Ziqi hugged Xin Miaomiao, knowing what she was doing even if he didn't turn around, he warned in a cold voice, and put his big hand on her little butt threateningly.

Feeling the threat from the little butt, the little boy silently withdrew his little paws, but wrapped around Mo Ziqi's neck like a dog's legs.

Mo Ziqi was healed again, and walked forward with his limp body in his arms. After walking for about half a minute, he suddenly stopped.

"Eldest Young Master." The voices were all in unison, and the voices were quite loud.

A certain little boy who was looking around was startled suddenly, and his small body slid down without warning. Seeing that he was about to slide down, she yelled anxiously, and the little chubby was thumping his hands vigorously, afraid of falling. Going down and squatting, how painful is that?