The earlier words of this woman were so moving, yet this last sentence was equally frustrating.
Xiao Yi couldn't help but say softly, "Jing, I'm leaving tomorrow. Can't you say a few nice words to cheer me up?"
Xu Jing coldly held a serious face and said, "I'm not in the mood for that. If you want to hear nice words, wait until you come back. By then, I'll prepare a whole book of compliments and read them to you one by one."
Her way of pretending to be serious while joking was truly adorable.
Xiao Yi couldn't help but let out a low chuckle. He leaned in to kiss her at the corner of her mouth, then suddenly said softly, "Alright, I'll wait to hear your book of compliments. There's one more thing, could you promise me?"
"What is it?"
"Jing, it's been nearly six months since we got married last October."
