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

"Miaomiao?" Xin Xiaotian was very surprised, this was the first time Xin Miaomiao showed such a clingy look to him, it could be described as flattered.

"Smelly Baba, do you want Miaomiao?" Xin Miaomiao asked aggrievedly, blinking her big eyes and pouting her small mouth.

Xin Miaomiao's injury was caused by the fall in the morning. In fact, her fainting for a while was not fake. The back of her head hit the edge of the sofa, and her back fell to the ground. It hurt very much, especially the hit on the back of her head. Lost consciousness for a moment.

But the dizziness didn't last long, so he woke up again immediately.

There were some things that she didn't dare to show in front of Mo Ziqi, but it was different in front of her parents. She sat delicately in her father's arms, and asked with a little bit of grievance and worry.

"How could it be?" Xin Xiaotian heard the astonishing words from his daughter's mouth before he could seriously savor the feeling of being embraced by his soft little daughter.

"Why does Miao Miao think so? You are my father's daughter, and my father loves you the most, and will never want you." Xin Xiaotian said seriously, seeing the little girl's ignorant appearance, couldn't help but kiss her again .

"You really don't know how to meow?" Xin Miaomiao didn't dislike his kiss like she did in the morning, but asked again seriously.

"En! Dad promises." Xin Xiaotian also raised his finger and said seriously: "If Dad lies, let Dad have nightmares at night, okay?"

Have a nightmare?

What Xin Miaomiao is most afraid of is having nightmares. In her nightmares, there is a big bloody mouth and a strange feeling of falling. She is often scared by the nightmares and dare not sleep.

She felt that this was the worst punishment.

Finally nodded the cute little head, relieved, let go of the chubby hand, twisted the little buttocks and slipped into Yang Rong's arms, holding the big milk bottle, puffing her cheeks, and drank it.

The sweet taste is Xin Miaomiao's favorite taste. Xin Miaomiao was very happy to drink it. She squinted her big eyes and became lazy again. She moved Yang Rong's big hand and asked her to hold the milk bottle for herself. son.

Xin Xiaotian also sat aside and watched for a few minutes, watching her drink contentedly, and felt warm in his heart, then he turned and went downstairs to greet the guests, but he was muttering about Xin Miaomiao's question just now.

Xin Miaomiao was hungry and sleepy, and after drinking the bottle of milk, she also fell asleep.

Yang Rong couldn't bear to disturb her, and worked together with Liu Ma to give her a simple wipe. Later, the doctor came to check, and the action was very light.

The doctor also said that the little guy was fine, and he had a slight fall, but these were minor injuries, and he would be fine after a little recuperation.

This is Yang Rong's complete peace of mind, and she is in the mood to follow Xin Xiaotian down to greet the guests.

In some matters, women are more sensitive than men. Although Mo Ziqi claims to be Xin Miaomiao's benefactor, when Yang Rong is holding Xin Miaomiao, especially when Mo Ziqi is present, she is very obvious. She could feel Xin Miaomiao's uneasiness, and the big hand holding her neck was also tight.

Now that she went downstairs, she didn't mention the fact that he brought Xin Miaomiao back, but first asked: "Young Master Mo is very unfamiliar, did you move to the next door recently? Why haven't you seen him?"

"My young master just arrived in City C today, so it's normal that Mrs. Xin hasn't seen him before." Xu Wei replied.

"Oh? I haven't heard of anyone coming to live next door before. Why haven't you guys come to decorate?" Yang Rong asked again, looking at Mo Ziqi instead of Xu Wei. Obviously, she hoped that The following words were answered by Mo Ziqi himself.