Love for a limited time

Chapter 125 The Son and Daughter Love the Hero and the Hero Shortness of Breath
Song Junxi smiled cunningly like a little fox, entangled to the end, "It's too dishonest for me to know just one sentence, what I say is useless, and words are evidence!"

When Song Junxi was childish, he didn't give in to Li Zhibin. I remember that swearing was Li Zhibin's favorite thing to do.

Every now and then, I raise my wrist to express my determination, or set up a document or something. All of us have more or less military orders issued by Li Zhibin in our hands. Now that Song Junxi said this, I immediately remembered Li Zhibin's appearance and compromised: " Well, make a written statement!"

Song Junxi also vowed to run back to the room and brought over the notebook where we wrote the note: "Write it, write this!"

Song Junxi turned a blank page and pointed to it.

Although the plaster cast was removed from my right hand, I still couldn't use any strength. The handwriting was crooked and ugly.After working hard for a long time, I finally wrote a line: Xia Xia promises not to break up with Song Junxi!
"That's not how it was written, it's too insincere!" If someone like Song Junxi became hypocritical, it would really break people.

He pointed at me and wrote only one line of evidence: "You should say, Xia Xia, no, it should be more formal, write Liu Xia, to Liu Xia, if Liu Xia leaves Song Junxi casually again, then..."

The scenes of swearing in Jin Yong's novels immediately appeared in my mind, this is too bloody, especially the part where Juejue Shitai forced Zhou Zhiruo to swear, there is no more poisonous curse than this, Song Junxi will not let me write like this !
I looked at Song Junxi pitifully, blinking my eyes and pretending to be cute, can you give me some sympathy points, don't let me write so badly.

Song Junxi looked at me, as if he was thinking seriously, it seemed that he also thought about those bloody oaths, he hesitated for two or three minutes, as if he had figured out the result, and taught me, "How about we come A different one, written like this, the sky is above, and the thick soil is below..."

Before he finished speaking, I interrupted him: "Song Junxi, do you want to be like this, I dare to break up with you only when I am in harmony with the world?" I laughed and teased him with the lines of Huanzhugege.

Song Junxi knocked on the table, unhappy: "Don't interrupt!" Seriously like an old master!
I continued to tease him: "Master, please continue!"

Song Junxi nodded, and stroked my hair like a comforting puppy: "That's good!"

Song Junxi said: "Write this later, if I, Liu Xia, leave Song Junxi casually, I will be fined not to see him for ten years."

My expression changed, "Ah? Do you want this?"

Song Junxi saw that I was frowning, looking a little scared, hugged me into his arms, and looked at me seriously: "Hmph, you must be scared!"

I think this punishment scares me more than those bloody oaths. This one is so disjointed. Seeing that I was frightened, Song Junxi hurriedly comforted me, and gently kissed me on the face, "Okay, don't worry. Well, even if you leave me, I will find you. I still have this little confidence, come on, be good, write quickly, and we can have a birthday dinner after writing."

I looked at Song Junxi helplessly for a long time, but I still didn’t have the courage to write those words. Is not let go.

Maybe it was because I was too afraid that I would leave, maybe it was too determined, in short, I just didn't let it go.

"My hands hurt and I can't write so many words!" It was the first time I used the strategy of acting like a baby in front of Song Junxi.

"It's okay, I'll help you write!"

Sending him a super big white eye, Song Junxi was so proud that he almost set off firecrackers to celebrate.

"The sky is above, and the earth is below. If Liu Xia leaves Song Junxi, she will be punished not to see him for ten years!" After writing a line, my eye circles were slightly red, and tears were about to fall.

Song Junxi saw that he was really ruthless this time, and was anxious again: "Okay, okay, don't cry, then I'll write one too!"

Song Junxi comforted me: "I will also write one, and if I make you sad in the future, I will be fined not to see you for ten years!" Song Junxi joked with a playful smile.

I snatched the pen from his hand: "Who told you to write, I'm not so childish!"

"Okay, I'm naive!"

"Today is my birthday, but you made me shed so many tears!"

"I admit my mistake!"

"You are so annoying!"

"I will review!"

"Punish you not to contact me tomorrow!"

"That's no good, punish me for washing the dishes today, how about it!"

Song Junxi asked me to sit in the room and was not allowed to come out, and he came out after 5 minutes holding my hand.

On the empty dining table just now, a large table of dishes, cakes and roses appeared out of nowhere.

Song Junxi imitated the appearance on TV, bowed his knees, and handed me the rose: "Princess please dine!"

There are really too many surprises today, how long has he been preparing for this!

He hid all these things there, why didn't he see them just now.

"You did this?" I couldn't believe it.

Song Junxi nodded: "Try it, how about it?"

I took a spoonful to taste the soup he made first, the saltiness was just right, and the heat was well controlled, which was comparable to my mother's level!
I really couldn't believe it: "This is...you did it?"

Song Junxi nodded again: "How about it, the craftsmanship is not bad!"

It's not bad, it's a master, it's a pity that Song Junxi doesn't become a cook.

Sure enough, soldiers who don't want to be generals are not good cooks!

What I don't know is that Song Junxi's dishes have been practiced in the Song family for almost a month.

It is said that Aunt Yao got fat, and even Uncle Song went home more often.

The whole family enjoyed themselves, Aunt Yao was happy, and Uncle Song was delighted to hear about it.

However, if they know that Song Junxi's so-called 24 filial piety is just for the promise that I thought he said casually, make a good meal and wait for me to go home, what will they think?

"Try this, how about this?" Song Junxi kept picking up food for me, but he didn't eat much himself.

He looked at me helplessly, full of anticipation.

Happiness didn't come too suddenly, but too much. I really couldn't digest it, so it was easy to eat enough that day.

The weather was very hot, and I didn't want to go downstairs. Song Junxi opened the balcony, and there was actually a wooden rattan chair on it. After eating, he lay on it and wobbled to digest his food. It seemed good!
In addition to the reclining chair, there is a small corner cabinet on the balcony, which contains a complete set of Jin Yong's novels.

Song Junxi pulled out Legend of the Condor Heroes and asked me with a smile: "Where did you see it?"

"I haven't watched it much since I got home, although in most people's eyes, as long as Guo Jing and Huang Rong have lovers and finally get married, it is considered a big comedy, but I always feel that the ending after that is hard for me to accept.

I have never liked the history of the Yuan Dynasty very much. The most important reason why I don’t like Genghis Khan may be that I was influenced by The Legend of the Condor Heroes. How could the talented Wanyan Honglie lose to him?
Is it true that the love of children is destined to make heroes short of breath?Is being in love too long a mistake?

(End of this chapter)