Life With You

George Sheng's voice came from the phone, "Go downstairs."

Song Xi asked in a low voice, "Anything?"

George Sheng said, "My mouth hurts."

Song Xi hesitated for a few seconds, "Okay, I am coming down now."

George Sheng hung up the phone without saying a word.

Song Xi touched the bedside light switch and turned on the light. She glanced at the watch on the wall. It was not lighted at 5:05 in the morning.

Lifting the quilt to get out of bed, there was a sudden tingling in her waist. Song Xi couldn't help frowning and inhaling a cold breath. The whole body remained motionless, and it took a long time to relax.

Slowly moved her body from sideways to sitting, and then got out of bed upright. Song Xizheng wondered why her back pain suddenly occurred in a good manner. Then she remembered the scene of falling from a tree and being caught by George Sheng. It must be that. Kung Fu flashed.

Her old waist is not good at all, and she can't bear that toss.

Song Xi didn't dare to bend down at all when the back injury recurred. He straightened his back and opened the door and went downstairs. When he went down to the second floor, he found that the first floor had no lights on and it was dark. Then George Sheng... was in the bedroom?

After going downstairs first, Song Xi got the medicine box, then turned back to the second floor, stood at the door of the master bedroom, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Sure enough, George Sheng's voice hit the door.

Song Xi pushed the door to enter. The room was lit with warm yellow lights. When he walked through the porch, Song Xi saw George Sheng lying on the bed in black pajamas and reading. He didn't even pick his eyelids. He really looked like a pair. The look of the uncle.

Song Xi didn't say a word, went to the coffee table aside, put down the medicine box, because she couldn't bend down, she squatted down and opened the medicine box, took the cotton swab and iodine out of it, and then stood up with a stiff back.

When he walked to the bed, Song Xi glanced at George Sheng’s lips. His lip color was very light, pale pink, and there were almost no lip lines, so the two pieces looked crystal clear and could afford the'white lips and white teeth'. The word, originally a beautiful lip, now has a **** hole in the middle of the lower lip, which is like a deliberate stab, which affects the beauty.

Looking down slightly, Song Xi dipped in iodine in front of him, and said faintly: "Did your lips touch the water?"

George Sheng's black pupils stared at the book in his hand, and replied without raising his head without opening his eyes: "Nonsense, those who don't take a bath?"

Song Xi didn't need to ask him because he didn't follow the doctor's advice, but instead he bit her.

The cotton swab was dipped in iodine, and the next step was to wipe it off. However, George Sheng lay on the side of the bed, the bed was relatively low, and the whole only reached Song Xi's thigh. She had to go down to get it.

She didn't bother to let him get up, so as not to have more troubles, and she couldn't bend herself. After thinking about it, she had to bend her knees and squat to reach the same level as him.

The wet cotton swab touched the lips. It was cold first and then hot. George Sheng stared at a certain typesetting in the book without squinting. He knew that word, and he also knew the words next to it, but they were combined. At the same time, he suddenly couldn't read it because his mind was not on the book.

As far as I can see, Song Xi wears a creamy-white silk pajamas, her hair is black and her eyebrows are picturesque. She is the kind of person who looks beautiful without makeup, because she has good eyebrows and thick eyelashes. Makeup.

Under the warm yellow light, her whole body seemed to be covered with a warm golden rim, and her eyes were pious, staring only at the lips of George Sheng.

George Sheng was unavoidably screaming, calling her up in the middle of the night, whether it was because of mouth pain or to toss her, no one knew better than him.

He spoke again today and saw her bewildered. He thought she would cry secretly when she returned, but she looked like she was not crying and her eyes were not red.

It was difficult for George Sheng to accept that he was thinking too much, or in other words, he couldn't admit that he was more worried, so when Song Xi took back the cotton swab, he said indifferently: "I'm hungry."

"Ok."

Song Xi only responded without opening her mouth. After taking the medicine, she wanted to get up, but her waist didn't dare to work hard, so she could only stretch her hand to support the side of the bed, obviously relying on external force to support herself.

Turning to leave, George Sheng's voice came from behind, "What's the matter?"

Song Xi didn't look back, went to the coffee table, squatted down and picked up the medicine box, "Nothing."

George Sheng was not blind, he found out as soon as she came in, and she had to squat down straight for all the things she could do by bending over. It was clearly...

"Backache?" He stared at her back, his tone of anger and irritation indistinct.

Song Xi didn't turn around, turning her back to him and said, "How much do you eat?"

The two obviously answered the question. The donkey's lips were not too much. George Sheng's eyes flashed a touch of sorrow, and he said in a deep voice: "I'm asking you something."

Song Xi finally turned around. She looked at George Sheng by the bed, her face pale, without any emotions, and calmly replied: "I'm fine, how much do you eat?"

George Sheng,

He stared at her unblinkingly, Song Xi looked back at him calmly, George Sheng once again saw the trace of stubbornness buried deep in her heart from Song Xi’s eyes, and did not make her anxious, she It won't show that this dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

The bedroom was quiet, and the needle fell and heard the sound. About ten seconds later, George Sheng took the initiative to speak, and he asked: "Are you competing with me?"

Song Xi replied without changing her face: "No, how can I compare with you?"

George Sheng didn't speak again, still staring at her with a chilling look at her back.

Song Xi was not afraid of the whole process, he just watched as he liked, and she let him see enough.

George Sheng was already grinning with anger, but there was no expression on his face, and there was a long silence. He suddenly said, "You were beaten outside. There is no reason to go home and lose your temper with me. If you want to Come back in revenge, just one sentence is enough, I am not the one who left you to look at your face."

Song Xi didn't know how George Sheng knew that she had been beaten, and the heart of struggling with him was a little relaxed for a while, and his eyes were slightly dodged.

This expression fell in George Sheng's eyes, which was a sign of her wanting to speak, he had already passed the steps to her, just waiting for her...

"Aren't you hungry, I'm going to make pimple soup, how much do you want to eat?"

George Sheng never expected that the olive branch he handed out was broken by her and threw it back. This time he was really angry, so angry that his already cold face was so cold that even the bottom of his eyes was quenched. Layers of ice.

The slightly swollen lips closed together, and George Sheng said coldly, "Get out."

Song Xi is a thoughtful person, how could she not feel George Sheng's anger, but she was really tired, and she didn't want to deal with him any more, and said: "You have a good rest, I'm out."

After speaking, turn around and leave without stopping for a while.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, George Sheng still maintained the action he had just done, holding the book he hadn't read for a long time in his hand, and stared at somewhere in a preoccupied manner.

In less than ten seconds, he suddenly threw the book in his hand to the ground, ignorant of raising it, and showing his face!