Chapter 183

Feng Xun did not blame her, but rubbed her hair and asked in a soft voice, "are you very tired in recent days?"

"A little bit!" At the beginning of summer, she nodded at seven o'clock. Although her body had been treated with traditional Chinese medicine, Feng Xun helped her with the antidote, and the recuperation of medicine and tonic, her body was completely free, but suddenly the high-intensity training was still unbearable!

"It seems that I'm too strict with you, let you train your shooting skills and close combat one after another..." Feng Xun sighed, looking at her eyes with a trace of heartache and pity.

"Strictness is the best teacher!" On the seventh day of the summer, he quickly waved his hand for fear that he would relax his demands on himself. He solemnly said, "you are strict, and you also hope to have good shooting skills. When you encounter danger in the future, you won't be as helpless as before!"

She said here, pause, added with a smile: "so don't relax the requirements of me, this is responsible for you, but also for me!"

Facing her serious eyes, Feng Xun's smile is more and more gentle. He can't help holding her in his arms and sighing in a low voice: "little girl, maybe I'm not the best teacher, but you must be the best student!"

"I can only be a good student within the scope of things I like!" Early summer seven shrugged, pointed to the following stage, playfully played a grimace.

"But if you let me study music and art, maybe I will be angry with my teacher! You see, I can even fall asleep at the concert. Fortunately, my third sister is not present. Otherwise, I will be criticized again! "

Hearing her self teasing, Feng Xun shook his head and said with a low smile: "I don't care. If you don't like it, I won't force it. If you like it, I will accompany you!"

"Feng Xun, that's very kind of you!" On the seventh day of the summer, he raised his head from his arms and looked at him with shining eyes. There was a moving light in his eyes, and even he could not help standing on tiptoe and kissing him on the cheek.

From childhood to adulthood, she was constrained by her father. In addition, her brothers and sisters were so outstanding that she was ashamed. She even vowed in her heart that the other half she wanted to find in the future would accept what she liked and what she was not good at

And Feng Xun did it, even better than she thought!

"I always hope that I can find such a man who can love what I love, like what I like, hate what I hate, and tolerate my shortcomings..."

The eyes of the seventh day of the summer are moist, and the voice is choking: "but my sisters all say that I am daydreaming. Prince charming only appears in a dream! But I met you, and now I feel so lucky! "

"Little fool -" Feng Xun raised her chin, put his head down to kiss her eyes, and said with a low smile, "meeting you is my greatest luck. Without you, I can't taste the feeling of moving my heart and the flavor of love in my life... You are more tolerant of my insomnia and emotional apathy than I am tolerant of you!"

When she knew his insomnia, only holding her could she sleep well, she just simply used his pillow, and never even thought of offering any conditions!

Her intelligence quotient is higher than that of many people, but her heart is more pure and clean than that of too many people... How can she make him indifferent?

"Feng Xun, I don't care about your diseases!" The seventh day of summer sucked his nose, shook his head and said, "in my eyes, you are the perfect prince charming!"

Feng Xun's lips slightly hooked, pointed at the tip of her nose, and asked in a funny way: "then have I ever appeared in your dream?"

At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven and answered with some embarrassment: "I have... In fact, when I was a child, I had a dream about prince charming, but later his figure overlapped with you!"

"Is it?" The radian of Feng Xun's lips gradually widened, and he could not help kissing her red earlobe. He said softly, "if I am prince charming, then you are my most lovely little princess!"

At the beginning of summer, the temperature on the face went up in a straight line. Although he didn't say anything more, he couldn't hide his happy smile.

"It's already dispersed. What's the next arrangement for my royal highness?" Feng Xun asked with a smile.

On the seventh day of the summer, she shook her head vaguely. She only arranged the concert. As for the rest of the activities, she didn't think about it well!

"Since you don't have an arrangement, let me do it!" Feng Xun raises the back of her hand and kisses her. He leads her out of the box and takes out her mobile phone to make a call.

Seeing Feng Xun on the phone, he walked slowly on the seventh day of the summer, looking carefully at the portraits of celebrities hanging on the corridor walls of the concert hall.

The portrait of Nicolo Paganini, the music master, is hanging in the middle. Beside it are the portraits of his descendants. As a kind act of thanking his descendants for sorting out Paganini's manuscripts and donating them free of charge

At the beginning of the summer, on July 1, when I looked at it, I only felt that all the descendants of Paganini could see the common ground, and a clear figure appeared in my mind.

When she and Feng Xun came here to listen to the violin concert, the manager said that it was the posterity of master Paganini who specially told them to leave the best box for them. She still felt strange. After all, she did not know the posterity of master Paganini!

But now seeing the portraits of the master and her descendants, she guessed a great possibility

"What are you looking at?" Feng Xun hung up the phone, walked to her, saw her standing in front of several portraits, and asked with a smile.

"I'm looking at Paganini and his descendants..." pointing to the portrait on the wall, Xia Qiqi hesitated to Feng Xun and said, "Feng Xun, I think I know who arranged the box for us!"

"Who?" Feng Xun asked with a smile.

"That's the old man who gave up his seat when we took the subway!" Pointing to these portraits, Xia Qiqi said to Feng Xun, "if you think about it carefully, does that grandfather have many similarities with Paganini and his descendants?"

Feng Xun thoughtfully looked at several portraits for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, nodded and agreed: "yes, you really look like it when you say it!"

"It seems to be him!" At the beginning of summer seven shrugged and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that we were so lucky that we could meet the descendants of music masters by subway. No one would believe us if we said it!"

"A lot of people met him on the subway, but only you gave him a seat!" With a faint smile, Feng Xun put his arms around her shoulder and said, "so any good luck is not obtained out of thin air... And the good deeds you have done have also been rewarded!"