Chapter 29 Kuromi
"Want to marry Murong Xue? Dream on. You are a scumbag and a bitch."
Gao Fei was thinking about leaving when he saw Zhu Li looking for someone. He rolled his eyes and walked over with a smirk.
"Miss Julie, the person you're looking for seems to be over there. He seems to be entangled by someone."
Gao Fei said this and pointed towards the wooden house.
Zhu Li was in a hurry to find Wang Xiuyuan, so she didn't think too much and didn't even look at Gao Fei's appearance. She went straight towards the wooden house.
Her father came with the Royal Band today, and she had already agreed with Wang Xiuyuan that he would perform on stage today.
If he could get the attention of the Kusterding family, Wang Xiuyuan could not only continue his career here, but also become her helper.
When Gao Fei found Murong Xue, she was talking to a little boy in a small garden.
Lisa had disappeared.
The little boy blinked his big blue eyes at Murong Xue, "Sister, does Sun Wukong really have 72 transformations?"
Murong Xue, "Of course."
The boy looked at Murong Xue with sparkling eyes, "Anything else?"
Murong Xue, "Little Luomi is not well behaved. Sister is tired today. Besides, didn't we exchange contact information? From now on, sister will send you an episode every night, including animation."
Kuromi clapped her hands happily and her eyes narrowed with laughter, "Really?"
Murong Xue stretched out her little finger, "Let's make a pinky promise. This is China's most sincere agreement."
Kuromi: "Okay."
Murong Xue stretched out her little finger, "Let's make a pinky promise. This is China's most sincere agreement."
Kuromi: "Okay."
Murong Xue hooked the little finger of his left hand, "Pin it down and don't change it for a hundred years. Seal it. The agreement is established."
Kulomi watched this action, and when he heard Murong Xue say that the stamp would not be changed for a hundred years, he started laughing and even jumped a few times on the spot.
"Sister, is this a secret between us?"
"Yes, it's a secret between only the two of us."
"Sister, how about you becoming my wife when I grow up?"
Murong Xue was stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter, "Little Luomi, sister has a lover, he loves sister very much, and sister loves him too."
"Is that so? Then I will wait for my sister's child. When my sister has a child, she will be my wife."
"Haha, that's going to have to wait until my sister has a baby. If it's a girl, you have to wait until she grows up and ask her if she's willing to be your wife."
"Ah, so long?" Kuromi was a little depressed.
Murongxue ruffled his curly hair and said, "Can you video chat with your sister?"
"But I really like the smell of my sister."
"You have to eat the things that your sister gives you. After you finish eating them, you will also have the smell of your sister on you."
"really?"
"of course."
"Okay, I will save it for myself."
Murong Xue looked at the child and found no trace of autistic tendencies in him.
When she and Lisa came over, they saw him sitting in a chair in a daze.
Like a sad little prince.
Murong Xue didn't go over either, so she started telling Lisa the story of "Journey to the West".
Unexpectedly, the little guy was actually attracted and he kept asking her to tell him stories.
Murong Xue picked up Kuromi and said, "Sister will sing a song for you as a birthday present, okay?"
"it is good."
"Ah, we ride in the sleigh, through the snowstorm, and gallop across the fields, laughing and singing...
Jingle bells Jingle bells Jingle bells, happy skiing tonight We're in the sleigh
……
In this beautiful time of youth, take your beloved friends and sing ski songs
……
Jingle bells Jingle bells Jingle bells, happy skiing tonight We're in the sleigh
……
There was a chestnut horse that could travel a thousand miles a day. We harnessed it to the sled and galloped forward.
Jingle bells Jingle bells Jingle bells, happy skiing tonight We're in the sleigh
......"
Murong Xue sang while sitting in a wheelchair and holding Kuromi and spinning around.
The cheerful, rhythmic, crisp and ethereal singing voice floats in this hidden little world.
"Happy birthday to you!"
Kuromi: "It sounds good, it sounds good, sister, please sing another song, another one."
Murong Xue saw how happy he was, and probably talked more to her while they were here than he had in the past few years.
"So what kind of songs does our little Lomi like to listen to? Fast-paced ones? Or slow-paced ones?"
"Sister, do you have a song to sing for Dad?"
Murong Xue looked at the 8-year-old child in surprise.
"Can you tell me why you want to sing dad's song?"
Kulomi frowned and said, “Dad works very hard, not only does he have to work to earn money to support the family, but he also has to take care of me and mom.
Dad is so tired, and no matter how angry I get, no matter how messy the house is.
My father never loses his temper with me, but sometimes my mother will vent her anger by yelling at me because I don’t obey.
But my father never yelled at me. He always smiled kindly at me.
Sister, it hurts so much when I think of dad’s smile.
Every time I feel pain, I lose my temper, a very bad temper, and sometimes I even smash things."
Kuromi said this with her little hand pressed on her heart, her emotions somewhat unstable.
Murong Xue took his hand and injected a bit of spiritual energy into him to help him calm down.
"Does little Romi want to learn?"
With her comfort, Kuromi felt much better. He blinked his big eyes and asked, "Can I learn?"
Murong Xue pinched his little nose and said, "Of course, this song was written by my sister for my father.
From now on, the copyright of the European version will belong to our Mr. Kulomi, and the copyright of the Chinese version will belong to Miss Murongxue."
Kuromi was so amused by her words that he couldn't stop giggling. It took him a long time to say one word, "Okay."
Murong Xue looked at him seriously and said, "Then I will sing slower. You have to remember the lyrics. Can you do it?"
Kuromi nodded, "It's okay if you sing faster, sister. I've memorized the song just now."
After saying this, Kulomi took out his cell phone and showed it to Murong Xue, who was shocked.
The child can record himself and has translated it.
This speed...
admire!