He walked down the stairs to the second floor. Aunt Tong was busy in the kitchen. When she saw him coming down, she asked him what he wanted for breakfast.

"Just the same as before, and... prepare two copies." When Chu Zihang said this, he paused, looked back upstairs, and was shocked to realize that he didn't understand the girl lying next to him last night.

He didn't know what she liked to eat, but she could already cook his favorite white fungus soup with sugar and osmanthus.

"Xiao Mi likes to eat glutinous rice balls, stuffed with bean paste, because glutinous rice balls symbolize family reunion, and she also likes sweets."

A lazy voice came from the sofa. The beautiful mother was sitting on the sofa, supporting her chin with one hand, looking at her lovely son with a smile.

"...Aunt Tong, do we have glutinous rice balls stuffed with bean paste?" Chu Zihang turned around and asked.

"Wait a minute, let me take a look... Zihang, we only have meat fillings at home, why don't I go out and buy them now." Aunt Tong wiped her hands on her apron and walked out of the kitchen.

"Hey, son, what should we do now? Let Aunt Tong buy it?" The beautiful mother sat on the sofa and shook her head, her smile not diminishing.

Chu Zihang was silent for a moment, then waved to Aunt Tong and said, "No, you can continue your work. I happen to have something to do and I need to go out temporarily."

The beautiful mother sat on the sofa, holding the pillow with both hands, and gently hitting her chin on the pillow. She looked at Chu Zihang's leaving back and murmured softly:

"There are still some places like his father's..."

Chu Zihang closed the door, held an umbrella, crossed the garden, and came to the garage.

"Dad" rushed back to the company last night. Being able to spend a day specially to welcome Xia Mi's arrival is already a very high-level special treatment.

Chu Zihang got into the Panamera and did not start the engine immediately. Instead, he stared at himself in the vanity mirror behind the sun visor for a long time.

In the field of love, which he has never set foot on before, he still has a lot to learn.

The engine started, and the streamlined body broke through the rain curtain.

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Chu Zihang's room.

Xia Mi woke up leisurely and stretched out. Next to him was the dent where Chu Zihang had been lying.

The girl smoothed her hair, stepped barefoot on the wooden floor, and opened the curtains. Amid the pouring rain outside, the world became dark.

She squinted her eyes, and the haze in her heart inevitably rose.

She knew exactly what this scene represented.

When a Dragon King-level creature resurrects, in order to avoid being disturbed by certain people, it usually deliberately affects the balance of the surrounding elements and uses extreme weather phenomena or crustal movements to isolate the resurrected area from the outside world.

In the realm of hybrids this phenomenon is called altar blocking.

When she woke up, a series of small-scale earthquakes and building collapses occurred in the city. This was because she deliberately suppressed the impact.

A certain existence hidden in this city... is already planning to awaken to the world.

She patted her face, forced down the haze in her heart, turned around and walked outside the house.

She stepped on the furry slippers specially prepared for her by Chu's mother and walked down the wooden stairs. Under her white and delicate legs, the wooden floor made by the slippers clicked. She stretched out her hands to straighten her waist-high hair in her mind.

Her long hair and side face were bright and moving under the light. When she saw the boy sitting on the sofa, she couldn't help but speed up...

Chu Zihang held hot coffee and looked at this scene, his eyes slightly stunned.

This familiar scene gradually overlapped with the messy and heart-wrenching picture that his junior brother had once painted to him.

It's just that there is no clear sunlight entering the room and shining on the girl's face, and the girl does not throw herself into her...

Chu Zihang's pupils suddenly shrank.

Xia Mi suddenly quickened his pace and flew into his arms. His black hair spread on his face, and the fragrance hit his nostrils, and he felt itchy and scratched.

A chuckle rang in his ears.

"Morning, senior brother~"

Her black hair was tangled as she stood up, and the bright light poured into her eyes through the gaps.

In the light that poured into his eyes, the angel leaned over and kissed his lips,
Chapter completed!