Mr. Ji's little luck

Chapter 779 I really want to stand in the sun with her
Not as imagined, all covered with a layer of white dust cloth, as usual, the same as every time he came here, without any change.

only--
Without her, Momo, who is less chattering, will always be the happiest, and Ming Ming, who looks exactly like Ji Zefeng.

All of a sudden, the whole house became quiet.

……

The faint blue eyes lacked the cold killing that was always in the darkness, and lacked the arrogant arrogance of the dark emperor, but a kind of faint, like a layer of light blue clear water on the surface of the sea.

Very calm, very indifferent.

The slender figure walked into the living room from the entrance.

Because the curtains in the room were drawn, the man's back was elongated and dyed a lonely color in the dimly lit room.

Walked to the sofa in the living room, turned around, and sat down.

On the tea table in front of the sofa, a piece of white paper.

With a steady hand, he picked up the white paper very quickly. When the man saw the clear and clean words on the note, he froze in a calm smile at the corner of his mouth. Little by little, in the sunlight through the gap in the curtain, , slowly raised——
Zimo:

Momo Mingming and I moved to Ji Zefeng's villa.But this is still our home, your home.

I don't know when you will come back.If you are hungry when you come back, I bought tomatoes, eggs and noodles in the refrigerator. Just like I taught you before, put a bowl of noodles first to pad your stomach.Then I treat you to a big meal.

Xiaomi stays.

Finally there is a smiling cousin.

……

Zhao Zimo's big hand gently rubbed the words on the white paper with his fingertips, and he seemed to be able to feel the warmth of Xiaomi's writing when he left this note for him.

Just like millet, it is warm and indifferent, but it can always make people's hearts warm inadvertently.

There has never been such a quiet time, just like his heart.

Zhao Zimo neatly folded the white note in his hand, and put it in the left pocket of his coat just like before.

then--
Standing up, Zhao Zimo walked to the balcony.

With a sound of "huchi--", the curtains were pulled open, just like Xiaomi liked, and the sunlight penetrated in profusely, illuminating the entire room.

When I was in France——
Standing beside him, she deliberately opened the curtain angrily, and told him:
"Zhao Zimo, you also need to bask in the sun more, you can outshine me in whiteness!"

Then, she gently pushed him behind him and drove him to the balcony, saying that he was basking in the sun.

When a person is used to the darkness, used to living alone in the dark, and suddenly stands in the sun, he will feel extremely dazzling, even restless, like a thief hiding in the crowd, caught naked/naked/naked It's like being surrounded by everyone when you come out...

However, he is not a thief.

He is Zhao Zimo, the black K of darkness, the king of the dark empire, a man who is destined to work with darkness all his life, that is his mission, his inescapable destiny...

However, on that day, in front of the balcony, Zhao Zimo, standing in the sun, looked at the most romantic representative of France—purple lavender, and at the woman beside him. At that moment, he even had the urge to leave that darkness , that piece of darkness that was originally his innate destiny...

Then, with her, live in the sun.

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I'm abusing Zimo again, Tutu Susu stepmother, cover your face and let me go::>_<::
(End of this chapter)