Song Junxi smiled cunning like a little fox, entangled to the end, "It's too insincere to know just one sentence, there is no basis for what I say, and the words are based on the evidence!"

When Song Junxi was naïve, he didn't let Li Zhibin do much, I remember swearing or something is Li Zhibin's favorite thing to do.

At every turn, we raise a determination to make a decision, or set up a note or something, several of us have more or less Li Zhibin in our hands to set up a military order, at this moment Song Junxi said this, I immediately remembered Li Zhibin's appearance, compromised: "Okay, set up a note!"

Song Junxi also swore that he ran back to the room and took the notebook where we wrote the note: "Write, write this!"

Song Junxi flipped out a blank page and pointed.

Although the plaster cast was removed from my right hand, I still couldn't use my strength, and the writing was crooked and ugly. After working hard for a long time, I wrote a line: Xia Xia promised not to break up with Song Junxi!

"It's not written like that, it's too insincere!" If someone like Song Junxi is hypocritical, it's really devastating.

He pointed to me and wrote only one line of note: "You should say, Xia Xia, no, it should be formal, write Liu Xia, to Liu Xia, if Liu Xia leaves Song Junxi casually, it will 。。。。。。。 ”

I immediately presented the scenes of Jin Yong's oath in my mind, this is too bloody, especially the part where the exterminator forced Zhou Zhiruo to swear, there is no more poisonous curse than this, 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 some sympathy points, don't let me write so badly.

Song Junxi looked at me, as if he was thinking very seriously, and it seemed that he also thought of those bloody poisonous oaths, and hesitated for about two or three minutes, as if he had come up with the result and taught me, "Why don't we come to a different one, write it like this, the sky is above, and the earth is below。。。。。。。 ”

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by me: "Song Junxi, do you want to be like this, I dare to be with you when I am still in harmony with the mountains and the world?" I laughed and teased him with Huanzhu Gege's lines.

Song Junxi knocked on the table, unhappy: "Don't interrupt!"

I continued to tease him: "Master, please continue!"

Song Junxi nodded and touched my hair as if comforting a puppy: "This is good!"

Song Junxi spoke: "It is written later, if I, Liu Xiaruo, leave Song Junxi casually, I will be punished for ten years and will not be able to see him." ”

My expression changed, "Huh, do you want to do this?"

Song Junxi looked at me frowning, a little scared, hugged me into his arms, and looked at me very seriously: "Hmph, I'm afraid of this!"

I think this punishment scares me more than those bloody oaths, this is simply a torn bones, Song Junxi saw that I was frightened, busy and comforted, and kissed me lightly on the face, "Okay, don't worry, even if you leave me, I will find you." I still have this bit of confidence, come on, behave, hurry up and write, and we can have a birthday dinner after writing. ”

I looked at Song Junxi for a long time, I still didn't have the courage to write those words, I always felt like I was stabbing a knife in my heart, it hurt to think about it, I really didn't want to write, but Song Junxi was energetic, the more I was afraid, the more he wouldn't let go.

Maybe I'm too scared that I'll leave, maybe I'm too sure, in short, I just don't let it go.

"My hands hurt, I can't write so many words!" "I used a coquettish strategy in front of Song Junxi for the first time.

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

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

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

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

Song Junxi comforted me: "I'll write one too, if I make you sad in the future, I will be punished for not seeing you for ten years!" Song Junxi joked with a hippie smile.

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

"Okay, I'm naïve!"

"It's my birthday, but you made me cry so much!"

"I admit my mistake!"

"You're such a nuisance!"

"I'll review!"

"You won't be allowed to contact me tomorrow!"

"That's not good, punish me for washing the dishes today, how about it!"

Song Junxi asked me to sit in the room and not be allowed to come out, and came out holding my hand five minutes later.

On the empty table just now, I don't know where a large table of dishes came out, as well as cakes and roses.

Song Junxi learned from what he looked like on TV, curtsied, and handed me the roses: "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 it?" I couldn't believe it.

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

I took a spoon and tasted the soup he cooked, it was just right salty, and the heat was good, which was on par with my mother!

I really couldn't believe it: "This is 。。。。。 What did you do?"

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

Where is it not bad, it is simply a master, it is a pity that Song Junxi does not go to be 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 on this table have been practicing at Song's house for almost a month.

It is said that Aunt Yao has gained weight, and even Uncle Song has come home more often.

The family is happy, Aunt Yao is happy, and Uncle Song is happy to hear about it.

It's just that if they knew that Song Junxi's so-called twenty-four filial piety was just for the sentence I thought he said casually, make a meal, and wait for me to go home, what would I think?

"Taste this, how about seeing this?" Song Junxi kept picking up vegetables for me, but he didn't eat much.

He looked at me with a blank eye, full of anticipation.

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

The weather is very hot, I don't want to go downstairs, Song Junxi opened the balcony, there was actually a wooden rattan chair on it, after eating, lying on it and swaying to eat, it seemed good!

On the balcony, in addition to this chaise longue, there is a small corner cabinet with a full set of Jin Yong on it.

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

"I haven't watched it much since I went home, although in the eyes of most people, as long as Guo Jing and Huang Rong have lovers and eventually become married, it is a big comedy, but I always feel that the ending is difficult for me to accept.

I have never liked the history of the Yuan Dynasty, and the most important reason why I don't like Genghis Khan may be that I was influenced by the Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Is it true that the love of children is destined to be short of breath for heroes? Too long love is also a kind of fault?