Life With You

Song Xi said that she likes to be obedient.

As soon as this was said, someone at the table was stunned and laughed, only Song Xi's expression was calm, after all, she was serious.

Huo Jiamin frowned slightly, and asked in confusion, "Observable? I can't tell, you are still a big woman."

Song Xi said: "I have a little bit of feminism, but it's not all. It depends on the time. When I say obedient, I mean that I have a good temper because I have a bad temper."

Hearing that, Tong Hao, who hadn't even started the whole meal, felt that she was quite self-aware.

Chang Jingle laughed and joked, "Apart from being obedient? Are there other conditions?"

Song Xi said: "The conditions are not high enough? Now there are no obedient ones."

Chang Jingle smiled and said, "If you let this standard of mate selection go out, your house's threshold will be broken. If you are looking for such a good girlfriend, why would a man be unhappy? Mei is too late and won't follow you. Tantrum."

Song Xi curled her lips, smiled and replied: "I borrowed your good words, I hope I can find a better temper in the future."

To say that Song Xi didn't mean to listen to George Sheng at all, it was definitely a lie. After all, she was also a grudge, and finally found a chance to point Sang and scold Huai openly. Why didn't she just say anything?

But I have to say it specifically to him. It’s not because Song Xi knows in his heart that they are just a temporary combination that you don’t like and I don’t want to. Don’t look at sitting at a table and eating at the same time for three years. Once the deadline came, in the huge night city, it would be difficult for them to meet each other in the future.

Thinking of this, Song Xi couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, but he was very emotional.

Everyone talked and laughed at the dinner table. Huo Jiamin was happy and drank a few more glasses. George Sheng said that she was an alcoholic. Song Xi thought she was good at drinking. As a result, she really didn’t drink too much. She didn’t wait until the meal was finished. Has started to say silly things.

"None of you can leave tonight, all of you live in my house."

Huo Jiamin's eyelids were half drooping. Song Xisheng was afraid that she could not sit securely, so he stretched out his hand to help. Huo Jiamin smirked at her, "I'm fine, do you think I'm drinking too much? I'm drinking well."

The official speech of a typical drunk man.

Chang Jingle teased three times a day, "They all live in your home, where do you have so many places? When your home is a hotel?"

Huo Jiamin replied with a naive look: "Why not? Two people live in one room, you and Boyan live in one room, Haozi and Yuanbao live in one room, Zhi Sheng and Xiaoxi live in the same room... I'm still alone. Single room."

Huo Jiamin's nonsense when he was drunk shocked Song Xi. For a moment, she thought she was revealing something.

Fortunately, Chang Jing Le's face did not change and said mockingly: "You really know how to arrange this. You still know that this good thing is left to Zhi Sheng."

George Sheng continued lukewarmly: "I'm afraid of losing money if I live together."

Song Xi couldn't help but glance at George Sheng, ah, he can really get cheap and behave! Bullying her is not easy to show in front of others, right?

Huo Jiamin returned to his senses slowly, and said regretfully: "Look at me, Xiaoxi stays with me, you can't make a cheap monk Joe!"

Monk Joe?

Song Xi accidentally poked and laughed, and immediately burst out with a chuckle. The others on the table also had narrow eyes. Only George Sheng coldly looked at Huo Jiamin with a handsome face.

However, Huo Jiamin is fearless when he drinks too much, completely unaware of what he said wrong.

Song Xi wanted to hold back her laugh, but the more she endured, the more she wanted to laugh. In the end, she could only lower her head and cover her face with one hand. Although there was no sound, her shoulders were shaking.

George Sheng glanced at Song Xi with a forbearing sullen and upset in his eyes. He was almost as good as he expected. Who would have thought that she would laugh endlessly. A person like him who wanted a face immediately asked in a deep voice, "Is it that funny?"

It's okay for him to be silent. Hearing his voice, Song Xi couldn't help but a picture appeared in his mind. George Sheng, with his head bald and robes, slightly nodded towards her: Amitabha.

Oh my God, Song Xi seemed to have been tapped by someone, and tears burst out.

Monk Qiao’s nickname is not unfamiliar in their circles. Everyone smiled every time they heard it. Now Song Xi is wind-up and trembling all over. Others can’t help but follow. Have fun.

George Sheng only felt a blood stream rushing to his forehead, no matter how he looked at Song Xi fiercely, she was indifferent.

Unbearable, George Sheng could only openly threaten, "Do you believe it or not I make you cry?"

Hearing the words, Song Xi quickly raised her head, and saw her tears streaming down her lips, her lips pressed tightly, a look of forbearance.

Upon seeing this, several others, led by Chang Jingle, laughed.

When he was holding back his laugh, he couldn't make fun of it. Song Xi and Yuguang caught a glimpse of others laughing, and exhausted all the strength of his body to support it for three seconds.

Even Yuan Bao couldn't help laughing, his lips curled up to watch the excitement.

George Sheng's face flushed slightly, his eyes were like a knife, and he went in the direction of Song Xi.

Because of Song Xi, the people at the table laughed for a long time, and finally forgot how to change the topic.

Huo Jiamin was very happy, and even toasted everyone three cups. After three cups, the chair couldn't sit still.

When the game was over, Chang Jingle and Ruan Boyan held Huo Jiamin on the left and right, and George Sheng said, "Let's get down first."

He said that besides Yuan Bao, it also includes Song Xi.

After exiting the door and entering the elevator, George Sheng said to Yuan Bao: "You can go directly later."

Yuan Bao said: "Don't you need me to send you?"

George Sheng said: "She didn't drink, let her drive."

When they got downstairs, the three men were divided into two groups. Song Xi took the keys of George Sheng's car and sat in the driver's seat. George Sheng was sitting in the co-driver. When she was wearing the seat belt, someone in the co-driver asked in a tone of account after autumn. "Have fun at night?"

Song Xi nodded instinctively, "Happy."

After all, because of the woman's keen sixth sense, she felt that there was something in George Sheng's words, and she glanced sideways at him. His face was obviously not comfortable with the people.

After a moment of stunned, Song Xi realized afterwards, thinking of Monk Qiao's stalk, she should have changed the topic very formally, but one couldn't help it and smiled again.

There were only two of them in the car at the moment, and George Sheng stared sideways at her without evasiveness, his eyes full of upset after being provoked.

Song Xi smiled and said, "Don't be angry, I have no other meaning..."

George Sheng,

Song Xi didn't look away, pressed her lips hard, trying to think about some sad things.

Looking at her appearance, George Sheng was so angry that the roots of her teeth were tickled, and she was silent for a few seconds, her thin lips opened, and a naked threat: "I think you want to walk back with two cats by yourself."

Song Xi shook her head quickly. George Sheng thought she knew she was wrong, so Song Xi smiled back and said, "I don't want to take your car, but I can take a taxi back. If I don't help you drive, you can only take a taxi yourself. go back."

George Sheng glanced at her again. Song Xiren felt uncomfortable, so he went out and looked back at him and said, "Give me half a minute, and I will never laugh again."

After all, before he could agree, she curled her lips towards him, her smiling eyes curled up.

George Sheng should be angry, she was laughing at him, but when he met her unconcerned smiling face, he just wanted to...make her laugh.