Mr. Ji's morning star

Chapter 707 Only You Give, I Have Expectations
There is an open-air garden on the top floor of the black top hat.

The high-altitude wind is a little cold on the body.

As soon as the two came up, Ji Mochen took off his coat and put it on Nancy's shoulders.

If Zhao Jieyu were here, seeing Ji Mochen's natural and quick considerate behavior, he probably wouldn't know him.

In Zhao Jieyu's current impression, Ji Mochen is still a novice in love who doesn't know how to be romantic and considerate.

Nancy did not reject Ji Mochen's kindness, and walked forward holding Ji Mochen's hand.

Even though the city is full of lights at night, the location of the black top hat and the current high altitude make the place where they are now very dim.

This does not affect the eyesight of the two, especially for Ji Mochen, he can adapt in a short time.

Rather than saying that Nancy was leading him, he actually paid more attention to the surrounding environment than Nancy, and was careful where Nancy tripped or bumped into.

He obviously forgot that Nancy is not weak, and he is still Nancy's half-fitness teacher.

Or it's not that he forgot, it's just that Ji Mochen now, rather than treating Nancy as a strong person, he instinctively wants to take care of her and protect her like a baby.

Nancy stopped after walking for a while, and Ji Mochen stopped with her almost at the same time.

Nancy raised her head and looked at Ji Mochen's face in the dark.

Ji Mochen also looked at her with a calm expression.

Nancy asked, "How did you spend your birthday before?"

The space here is empty, and the surroundings are very quiet. Except for the sound of the wind, there are almost no other sounds, which makes Nancy's voice more clear, and it is fleeting with the wind, with a kind of ethereal gentleness.

Ji Mochen couldn't help but lower his voice, "When are you asking?"

Nancy asked, "Every time?"

Ji Mochen thought for a while, "Just live like this."

Nancy: "That's it?"

Ji Mochen said: "That's how it passed."

Nancy understood, she laughed and said, "I won't pity you anymore, this is very beneficial to me, it means that I will be the one with the deepest memory in your birthday memory."

Ji Mochen smiled.

This kind of clear smile appeared on Ji Mochen's face, and in Nancy's eyes, it was like a foul.

She said: "In the future, when someone else asks this question, you can change your answer."

Ji Mochen said: "I won't answer other people's questions."

Nancy: "Huh?"

Ji Mochen said: "I'm not interested in others."

Nancy: "Puff."

It's not that Ji Mochen's answer did not follow Nancy's script, but it undoubtedly satisfied Nancy.

Ji Mochen pressed Nancy's shoulders, gathered the coat that was draped over her body, and pulled Nancy closer to his arms, completely blocking Nancy from the wind.

"You will remember that it is enough to spend time with me." Ji Mochen said in a low voice.

Nancy raised her head from his arms, "This kind of talk is the biggest lie. Generally speaking, people who say such things are actually expecting bigger surprises, are you too?"

Ji Mochen lowered his head and could see the little head protruding from his arms. In the darkness, Nancy's face was so white and tender that it seemed to be able to glow. A pair of bright black eyes were full of smiles in the darkness.

Ji Mochen thinks that the eyes of little stars are written in literary works, and they are probably like Nancy. At least he thinks that Nancy's eyes are more brilliant and beautiful than the starry sky in the sky at the moment, which makes him willing to sink into them and want to hug them from the bottom of his heart. She, let her smile continue on her face.

Ji Mochen said: "As long as it is given by you, I will look forward to it."

Nancy was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Did you do your homework before you came, and read some strange books?"

Ji Mochen understood what she meant, smiled and lowered his head to kiss Nancy's forehead.

He didn't tell Nancy that every word he said now was the truest thought in his heart.

At this moment, he wanted to tell Nancy all these true thoughts in words, and let her understand his intentions without reservation.

Maybe the time pretending to be Marcus was right, because Marcus' identity and personality allowed him to say a lot of bold and fiery words.

In fact, how many of those words were what he really wanted to say, but because of face and various reasons, he didn't say them directly to Nancy.

With the experience of Marcus during that period of time, it is more natural and smooth to say these words to Nancy in his own face.

Nancy reached out and hugged Ji Mochen's neck.

"Ji Mochen."

Ji Mochen wanted to raise his head and promise her.

The hand on the neck was hard, stopping his movement.

Ji Mochen saw Nancy raising her head.

The two were so close that their breaths could be intertwined, as if the breath just exhaled was swallowed by the other party, and what they swallowed also belonged to the other party.

This kind of feeling seems to be more intimate than direct intimacy.

For a moment, I felt that each other's life was maintained by the other's breath.

Nancy said softly, "Happy birthday."

She stood on tiptoe, raised her head and kissed Ji Mochen's lips actively.

Ji Mochen's heart thumped, and because of Nancy's words, all defenses were broken.

"Boom-"

The next second, Ji Mochen realized that the thick voice really existed, and it wasn't his imagining the sound of his own heartbeat.

"Boom—" there was another sound.

The huge clock in the sky, the hour and minute hands are neatly aligned to the 12 o'clock position.

The surroundings suddenly became bright, and the lights all lit up at the moment the bell rang.

It is at this time that the beauty that the high-altitude garden should have is truly revealed.

The scenery of flowers and plants being blown by the wind, as well as the pictures decorated with lights, are dreamy enough to contribute to the hearts of most women.

A few people in black top hats found movement in the high garden.

"Who's up there?"

"There is a credit card record of Mr. Edison."

"I knew it must be that coquettish guy again."

"I guess it was for Miss Mitchelson again."

"Is this the first time he's been romantic?"

"Hahaha, no matter how many times he tried it, he failed, right? This is the most interesting thing."

When everyone thought it was Snow's fault, and they took it for granted to chat about it as daily gossip.

As the subject of discussion, Snow Edisian himself was gloomy looking at the reflection of the lights above.

"Yesterday it was rare for Nancy to be nice to me. She mentioned to me the flower rain I prepared for her, and asked me to take her there to have a look."

The assistant said, "Yes, sir."

He was one of those who followed at the time.

Snow said: "I thought she was finally moved by me, and she even borrowed the access card to go upstairs from me."

The assistant said, "You lent it to her."

Snow: "Yes, I lent it to her. I think that when she is moved, I should satisfy any request of her, as long as I can fulfill the request, so that she can understand how much I love her. "

The assistant said: "Miss Mitchelson is now making good use of the access card you gave her, and the romance you taught her how to use the sky garden."

Snow said in a low tone, "For another man."

It was rare for the assistant to sympathize with his boss, and he absolutely refused to admit that he was still a little gloating in his heart, "Yes, sir."

The assistant grasped the point, "Create romance for other men."

(End of this chapter)