Life With You

After George Sheng left, Song Xi lay alone in a daze. She doesn't hurt anymore, but she doesn't have much strength. When George Sheng came in, she just woke up and lost a large bottle of medicine. Now her bladder is in a hurry. Want to go to the bathroom.

With a needle in his left hand, Song Xi lifted the quilt with his right hand, just about to get up... After a glimpse, the underwear was loosely hung on her chest, it was nothing, and there was only a pair of underwear on the lower body... His mind was blank again, like a fragment. , I have no impression of the missing clothes.

Wait, I said that I have no impression at all. It seems that it is not all when I think about it. Song Xiqing frowned and tried to remember, it seems... After George Sheng hugged her upstairs, she felt that someone had stripped her pants.

This thought shocked Song Xi, but she was not surprised by what he saw. After all, the last time she fainted in the bathroom and was naked, it was George Sheng who got her out. The key is that the two are essentially different.

Last time, George Sheng didn't have a choice, but this time, he took the initiative to help her take off her clothes.

Song Xi is not a hypocritical person, and the profession of a doctor has long allowed her to treat the body as a commonplace meal. She just can't believe that George Sheng is so kind? Do you know that wearing wet clothes will make you sicker?

Sitting on the side of the bed, Song Xi looked blank. Why did she become ill and the sky changed?

George Sheng said that she apologized to him. She really didn't have any impression at all. Isn't she begging him to let her go? Except for this extreme possibility, Song Xi couldn't think why George Sheng suddenly turned his face at her.

She dared not make the final judgment. Song Xi still wanted to make an effort to analyze and analyze, but the bladder was not waiting for anyone. She wondered if she got out of bed and went to the bathroom first, but there was no clothes beside the bed. She was hung with water and could not be wrapped in a quilt. While hesitating, a tall black figure appeared at the door.

George Sheng was worried that she would go to sleep again, and forgot to call him to change the dressing. As soon as she arrived, she was sitting on the bedside wrapped in a quilt, looking like she couldn't get off.

"What do you want?"

The familiar cold voice came from behind, and Song Xi was taken aback, and turned her head in excitement. When she met George Sheng's sight, the inexplicable blood rushed to her face. No need to look, Song Xi knew her face must be red. .

Turning her head, she pretended to be calm and said: "I want to go to the bathroom."

Seeing her blushing, George Sheng felt the urge to blush, and his vision was slightly flustered. He paused for two seconds and said: "Can a bathrobe work?"

Song Xi answered: "Yes."

George Sheng stepped towards the bathroom, and Song Xi said, "Thank you."

George Sheng entered the bathroom, and the moment he got the bathrobe, he gave his fingers a pause, and suddenly thought that the sentence he just received just exposed the fact that he knew that she was not wearing clothes in the quilt?

He rarely regrets doing things, but standing in the bathroom at this time, the expression on George Sheng's face is exceptional. At least Chang Jingle and Ruan Boyan have known him for many years, and they have never seen him so upset.

Song Xi didn't see George Sheng come out, turned her head and raised her voice slightly, "The bathrobe is on the shelf on the right side of the door."

George Sheng was still trying to maintain his sanity before, but when he heard Song Xi's reminder, he blushed suddenly. It felt too obvious and his face was as hot as burning.

Feeling anxious, George Sheng almost lost his temper with Song Xi, urging something to remind him, he grew eyes and he could see it!

Song Xi didn't know what George Sheng was doing. Her bathroom was not too big. She couldn't see it at one glance, and she should have found it after two or three glances, but he went in for ten seconds before coming out, carrying a white bathrobe in his hand.

When he walked to the bed, he put down the bathrobe and changed her medicine bottle.

Song Xi said thank you again. He didn't say a word. She glanced at him secretly. He seemed to be in a bad mood and his face was strained.

How many times have practical experience told Song Xi not to say not to mess with him when he is in a bad mood, even when he is in a good mood... Forget it, when she is not in a good mood, she will tease him when she is crazy.

After changing the medicine, George Sheng went out without saying a word and took the door to the room. Song Xi quickly changed the bathrobe and went to the bathroom with the drip bottle.

Before lying on the bed, Song Xi had not felt so hungry. At this time, she was together, and her stomach screamed, remembering that George Sheng said that the food was downstairs, and Song Xi couldn’t pretend to be a pretty lady and came out of the bathroom. Later, he went downstairs holding the medicine bottle.

George Sheng was in the master bedroom. When Song Xi passed by on the second floor, his voice was very small. He didn't hear him. He always wanted to remind her to eat, but it was not easy to speak, so I had to find an opportunity...

After thinking about it, he suddenly realized that it was very simple. He told her to go downstairs to make pimple soup. As long as she went downstairs, she would eat it along the way.

Thinking of this, George Sheng was full of pride. He picked up the phone and called her. The phone showed that it was connecting, but it was connected for a long time and no one answered.

George Sheng immediately put down his phone and went to the third floor. After entering the door, he found that no one was there, so he had to turn around and fold to the first floor.

In the dining room, Song Xi was sitting on the side of a long table, with twelve light dishes spread out in front of her, and a bowl of white porridge in front of her was eating deliciously.

Standing behind her and watching for more than five seconds, Song Xi never noticed him. As George Sheng walked forward, he said lukewarmly: "A person eating alone?"

Song Xi was scared by George Sheng now. Hearing his voice as if he had seen a ghost, he immediately heard the sound and looked alert.

There was no joy or anger on George Sheng's face, but his tone was a little dissatisfied. After Song Xi returned to his senses, he replied aloud: "I didn't call you because I was afraid of interrupting your rest."

George Sheng sat calmly opposite Song Xi, reached out his hand for another bowl of porridge, staring down, still in a lukewarm tone, and said aloud, "Are you not disturbing me?"

Song Xi originally ate very well. When he came, she was like a throat, and the key to her mouth was soft. He had just taken care of her. After thinking about it, Song Xi said softly, "Why don't you hang up a sign at the door next time? I can tell when I can and when I can’t.”

George Sheng paused in midair with his chopsticks holding the food, his eyelids lifted, his beautiful black pupils stared at Song Xi, his thin lips opened, and he said solemnly, "You treat me as a hotel?"

Song Xi pursed her lips, her voice lowered a bit, "I really don't know when you will be free."

In fact, the original version of this was because she couldn't hold George Sheng's emotions.

George Sheng is not stupid either, he can hear what she meant, don't look away, he eats normally, and it took a few seconds before he said: "It's you who think I am too difficult to get along with."

Song Xi ate silently with her head down. She was also silent for a moment. She suddenly asked, "When is your birthday?"

George Sheng missed a beat in his heart. Could it be possible that she knew something?

He didn't like this feeling, as if being led by her nose.

Raising his head faintly, he asked instead, "Why?"