How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

After several months of careful feeding, Giorno's cheeks became round and pouty visible to the naked eye.

Children's unique tender skin is glowing with a peach-like light pink, and when the light is against the light, you can see the golden fluff, which makes people love it.

The temperament is no longer as dull and depressed as before, and after the liberation of nature, it is more or less lively, which makes Yu Gongcui quite gratified.

The current residence of the two is a small villa with a yard, the location is relatively remote, the surrounding traffic is sparse, and the environment is very quiet.

Although Giorno's existence was hidden out of prudence and no escorts such as nanny were hired, Yu Gongcui took good care of him and rarely left the children in their early ten years alone at home.

But it's impossible to follow him step by step all the time, he always has his own things to do, the kind that needs to avoid Giorno.

The latter has long been used to the work that he may assign at any time. After sitting on the floor with his head up and listening to a lot of nagging instructions from the guardian, he nodded vigorously, expressing that he would be careful when he was alone at home. of.

Full of the old father's doting, Yu Gongcui hugged and hugged the well-behaved Furry, and waited until Qiao Luno's face became flushed, then reluctantly put the child back into the pile of toys, and walked away step by step.

After he went out, Qiao Lunuo ran to the window, tiptoed on the window sill, and waited until the back of the watching young man completely disappeared from sight, then returned to his original position with his lips pursed and sat down, and continued to assemble. Toys come.

The general frame of the car in hand has been installed, only the four wheels and the stickers on the shell are left.

He gradually concentrated his attention and devoted himself fully to this arduous task that was quite challenging for children of this age, when he suddenly caught a strange sound that seemed a bit abrupt in a quiet room.

——like the rubbing sound of a zipper being pulled open.

Giorno was slightly taken aback, raised his head to look around, and caught the strangeness on the front door with almost no effort.

At some point, what appeared on the brown door panel was a huge metal zipper with a sense of presence. At this moment, someone was slowly pulling it open, and the deserted street outside could be seen through the chain teeth that were gradually separated.

Surprised, he dropped the car in his hand without hesitation, stood up as fast as he could, and rushed towards the landline in the corner of the living room.

However, it was not successfully touched.

A dark blue human figure with a strong appearance appeared out of nowhere, and punched the landline on the small table, turning it into a modern artwork barely connected by half-open zippers, scattered in pieces open.

Shocked by this unreasonable scene, Giorno couldn't help but stare at the silver-white and dark blue human figure decorated with golden zippers, trying to understand what it is.

"can you see it?"

He turned around vigilantly when he heard the sound, and what caught his eyes was a black-haired boy with handsome short hair reaching the ear, who didn't seem to have any aggressive intentions.

It's just that for some reason, when those calm blue eyes looked at him, the emotions in them seemed a little complicated.

"This is my stand-in 'StickyFingers', which can form a zipper on any object. At such a young age, it seems that you are a natural stand-in messenger. It's amazing."

Giorno couldn't help but glanced at the torn body of the phone, and slowly repeated a word mentioned by the other party.

"Stand-in... messenger?"

"Senior didn't tell you."

The teenager was a little taken aback. After noticing the confusion and vigilance of the naked/naked/naked child on the opposite side, he smiled with a bit of distress, walked to the side sofa and sat down.

"I'm sorry, I didn't intend to make such a big noise. But anyway, let me introduce myself-Bruno Bucciarati, please advise."

"By the way, before moving to this villa recently, the captain...he lived with me all the time."

Qiao Luno, whose body was full of conflicts, suddenly opened his eyes wide!

Isn't this the home of Yu Gong all along?What does it mean to move recently and what does it mean to live together? !

As if to confirm his doubts, the intruder on the sofa with a complex expression added a few more words.

"Since I was 12 years old, he has been by my side to take care of me. I am very grateful for receiving so much care." The young man glanced at him and sighed with complex elements. "At that time, I was about the same age as you are now."

Giorno, who gradually realized something was wrong: "..."

Bugarati was silent for a few seconds, reached out to rub his temples, and sighed tiredly.

"You know what happened next. Since a few months ago, the captain has been avoiding me. He hasn't been home for a long time. He even ran away when he saw me... Because he cared too much, he followed me here. "

I thought there would be some shady secret hidden in the villa, but it turned out to be like this, a child.

The dark-haired duo looked at each other, green eyes staring into blue eyes.

In the end, it was Bugarati who broke the silence first, took out his mobile phone and shook it at Giorno.

"Do you want to exchange contact information?"

"I will fix the things in the room. I am very sorry for scaring you before. In short, I don't want to be discovered by the seniors for the time being. If you can keep it a secret, I can exchange some information with you-this is for both of us. Good thing."

Giorno watched the steel chain fingers put together the scattered phone parts, and after a long time, he nodded slightly.

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After Yu Gongcui came back, she found that Giorno looked a little sleepy.

The car on the floor was still the same as when he left, and he didn't even eat the chocolate pudding that he had bought in advance and put in the refrigerator.

Even when being hugged by herself, she rarely turned her head away, and tensed her cheeks to express her resistance.

Although the angry Giorno is also very cute, Yu Gongcui self-reflected that he had not been away for too long this time, and he didn't know what made the little angel-like Giorno angry, and suddenly became a little worried.

He carried the listless child to a chair by the dining table, took out the pudding, scooped up a small spoonful of it, and brought it to his mouth.

"Little master?"

Giorno raised his clear green eyes, his curly crow-colored eyelashes fluttered twice, but his lips were still pursed quietly.

— is sulking.

Yu Gongcui became more and more convinced.

The stainless steel spoon tentatively touched the light pink lips, which were a little whitish due to tight pressing, and the pudding on it trembled and swayed, making people very appetizing.

He sighed helplessly: "Are you really not going to eat?"

The child looked at him wordlessly for a while, and finally opened his mouth obediently, and took the spoon into his mouth.

Not to suddenly change my mind about pudding, but to do it entirely so as not to bother myself.

Obviously trying to convey the signal of "I'm angry", but because of being too considerate and failing, sometimes he is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

Yu Gongcui put the spoon aside, and was just about to comfort him to stop eating if he didn't want to eat, and to talk about why he was angry, when Giorno who swallowed the pudding made a low sound.

"Midori, why on earth are you taking care of me?"

He pulled out another chair and sat down, resting his arms on his legs and supporting his chin, looking at Giorno's eyes.

"Isn't this something that was explained when we first met? Because you are the child of Master Dior."

This is indeed the most direct reason.

But at this moment, it was not the answer Giorno wanted to hear.

The child frowned slightly, trying to find words, eager to get an answer to calm the uneasiness and frustration in his heart.

"However, there is always a reason for taking such trouble to stay with me instead of just spending some money to find someone to take care of me."

After a pause, he asked, "Does Midori like children?"

Yu Gongcui was slightly taken aback, and through the unconcealable uneasy expression of the other party, she guessed the little guy's true thoughts without much effort.

He couldn't help but raised his hand and pinched Giorno's cheek, his voice was very soft.

"No."

"I don't like other kids—I just like Giorno."

Giorno, who just had a face-to-face meeting with Bucciarati, felt that this was very suspicious, and sniffed involuntarily.

Midori was just coaxing the baby, he thought sadly.

It is precisely because the love given by the other party has a palpable heat, which makes him extremely convinced that it is true, so he is particularly afraid of losing.What Bugarati said doesn't seem like a lie... So, when he grows up, this person will take care of other children, right?

Seeing that the emerald eyes were covered with mist, Yu Gongcui really panicked.

what happened! !

He has honed so many dungeons, and the child-coaxing stunt that has never failed in all trials has failed for the first time! ! !

In a hurry, she hugged Xiao Rongrong, who was about to burst into tears, in her arms, patted the other person's back lightly, coaxing loudly.

"Why are you crying? Our Giorno is so cute, who wouldn't like it? I like Giorno the most!"

The collar of the shirt was pulled tightly, and the edges were ruffled.

After a long time, the child asked with a strong nasal voice: "Will Midori still like me after a few years, a dozen years, a long, long time?"

"Of course!" Yu Gongcui comforted him dumbfounded, "This is not a feeling that will disappear in two days."

Giorno put his chin on his shoulder, and it seemed that after quite serious thinking, he reluctantly put forward the conditions for believing this sentence.

"I want to hear you swear—to my father."

... The character of this child is similar to that of his two fathers, and it seems that all the advantages of the two have been concentrated.

As kind, brave and tenacious as Jonathan, and as thoughtful as Dior, he can use many means to achieve his goal.

But not obnoxious.

Seeing the shadows of the two people through the clear blue eyes, Yu Gongcui reached out and lifted the black hair on Giorno's forehead, and kissed the child's smooth forehead softly unconsciously. .

"My love for Giorno Giovanna will never be curtailed or spoiled - swear to Dio Brando."

The collar was pulled tighter and tighter.

After a while, Giorno stood up from his arms slowly, and sat back on his original chair.

From crying and a little bit of embarrassment, a little deep red like a rose petal bloomed on her cheek.

"Don't abandon me," he whispered, took the dessert on the table, and tried his best to lift it up in front of Yu Gongcui, "Let's eat pudding together."