Song Jingxing was confused, completely unaware of what was going on.

"Who messed with you again?" He asked.

Xiangxian didn't answer, but chased him one by one.

"Wasn't it okay just now? Is this ruthless? Can you be reasonable? Song woke up and asked helplessly.

However, his words were tantamount to adding fuel to the fire for Xiangxian at this moment.

"Yes, I'm not reasonable, I'm rude and savage, I'm not gentle at all, and I won't make clothes for you. Whoever is good to you, you can go to whomever you want! ”

Song Jingxing was in a fog, what did she say?

He grabbed the door and tried to stop her from closing it, but Xiangxian turned a blind eye to him, ignoring his hand and grabbing the door frame, and slammed the door shut.

Song Jingxing's fingers were squeezed, and sweat broke out on his forehead in pain.

", don't let me see you again!" Through the door, Xiang Xian scolded.

Rao is Song Jingxing has a good temper and is tolerant of her, but he was also angered by her at the moment and left angrily.

The squeezed place on his hand was hot and painful, and it was already red and swollen, so Song Jingxing planned to go back and rub some medicine.

Unexpectedly, when he walked to the door of the room, he was stopped by Liu Yirou.

He walked over and asked, "What is it?" ”

Xiang Xian poisoned Liu Yirou, and Song Jingxing solved it for her long before she went to find Xiang Xian. He can obviously solve it, but he still has to go to her to solve it when he knows that Xiangxian can't detoxify Liu Yirou, for no other reason, he just wants to see her.

Seeing her, the misunderstanding was resolved, and everything was fine, but who would have thought that in the end, it would be like this.

Song Jingxing was in a bad mood at the moment, and the expression on his face was also faint.

Liu Yirou saw his red and swollen fingers at a glance, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with the hand?" ”

Song Jingxing put away his hand and replied, "I accidentally squeezed it, it's okay." ”

"Be careful." Liu Yirou told softly.

Song Jingxing didn't reply, and was about to go back to the room, but heard Liu Yirou say: "It's hot now, I made you a dress, you try to see if it fits." ”

Liu Yirou said this and took out the newly made clothes.

Seeing this dress, Song Jingxing immediately understood the reason why Xiangxian was ruthless to him just now.

She must have thought that Liu Yirou had something to do with him, so she was unhappy.

Thinking about this, Song Jingxing smiled helplessly.

She's still like that. Always so impulsive and hot-tempered.

"Let's try it." Liu Yirou urged with a smile.

Song Jingxing restrained his smile and replied, "I have enough clothes, my sister-in-law doesn't have to worry about me." ”

After saying this, he turned around and left, without looking at Liu Yirou again.

Liu Yirou stood there by herself, looking at his figure striding away, feeling indescribably uncomfortable.

This dress was made of materials she carefully chosen, stitches and threads, and was sewn for him with affection. But he didn't even look at it.

He still calls her like that, cousin-in-law, is it true that in his heart, he really only treats her as a cousin-in-law?

Song Jingxing did not go back to the room to take the medicine, but went to find Xiangxian again.

Xiangxian was not in the room at this time, so Song Jingxing stood at the door and waited for her.

After waiting for a while, her voice came to my ears.

She seemed to blame the child: "I didn't see you and rolled into a mud monkey, and if you make it like this, don't say you're my son!" ”

Two figures, one large and one small, walked into Song Jingxing's field of vision, and he saw that the little child was smiling indifferently, and he did not show the slightest difficulty because he was scolded. His body, hands, and face were all covered with muddy water, and he walked behind Xiangxian.

Looking at this child, Song Jingxing couldn't help laughing.

Very cute child, he really doesn't need to be jealous with him.

Xiang Xian saw Song Jingxing and immediately stopped.

"Why are you here again? Didn't you stop showing up again? She asked coldly, thinking of Liu Yirou and the clothes, her heart was not happy.

Song Jingxing didn't answer her words, but smiled at her and said, "If you are still willing to marry me, I will marry you now." I will go back to Nanzhou with you and be with you forever. ”

Xiang Xian was stunned for a moment, what he said was caught off guard, making her defenseless.

The unsuspecting heart beats faster, and the defenseless heart moves.

But she replied: "I'm not as gentle and virtuous as some people, I'm vicious, I can only poison people's lives, but I won't ask for warmth to cook and make clothes." ”

These words were sour, and Song Jingxing couldn't help but bow his head and chuckle.

He looked up at her again, as if promised, and said with infinite warmth: "In my eyes, you are the best." ”

"So, take me back, okay?"

As long as he can be with her, he is willing to put down his body in front of her. He knew her better, and knew that she was a person who ate soft rather than hard. Don't look at the thorns all over her body, in fact, her heart is very soft.

Xiangxian snorted lightly: "You want to be beautiful!" ”

She lifted her feet and walked past him into the room. However, the smile could no longer be hidden, and it leaked out so swaggeringly.

Xiang Xian entered the house, and Song Jingxing and Xiaoxin also followed.

Xiangxian took out a salute and found a change of clothes for Xiaoxin.

"Don't be angry, do you?" Song Jingxing followed her and asked.

Xiang Xian snickered, but made a straight face again, and threw the clothes she found into Song Jingxing's hands.

"Put it on him, and I'll forgive you."

Song Jingxing was stunned, looked at the clothes in his hand, and then looked at Xiaoxin, who was covered in muddy water.

"Shall I change?" He asked blankly.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he has never changed the child's clothes, and he is afraid that he will make the child uncomfortable.

Xiangxian thought that he was unwilling, and suddenly became angry again, and reprimanded: "Song Jingxing, do you still have a conscience?" Your own son, I raised him alone for three years, and you refused to ask you to change his clothes? ”

Song Jingxing looked at Xiaoxin, looked at her in a daze, and asked, "My, son?" ”

"Not yours or who's?" Xiang Xian replied angrily.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see how much this child looks like him, can't he see it?

Song Jingxing put down the things in his hand, walked in front of Xiaoxin, squatted down, and wiped the muddy water on his face for him.

The stain was wiped away, revealing a cute little round face.

Song Jingxing hadn't looked at this child carefully before, and just now Xiaoxin's face was muddy again, and he couldn't see anything. At this time, the mud marks were wiped away, and if you looked closely, it did look like him.

Song Jingxing's heart was pounding with excitement, not knowing what to do or what to say to this child.

He subconsciously, tremblingly, raised his hand and stroked the child's little face.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the child in front of him suddenly pushed him away, and looked at him with an arrogant face and said, "You take advantage of me less!" ”