Life With You

George Sheng only ate a few bites of the cake. Naturally, he didn't touch Song Xi's place. He put down his fork. He looked at the person opposite and asked, "How long will it take to keep it here?"

Song Xi couldn't think of a good topic for the whole night, and while packing up, he said, "Don't pretend, let's go."

The two cats slept soundly on the sofa. Song Xi carefully packed them into the suitcase, carrying them one after the other, carrying a bag of materials in her left hand. She bent down to hug the little wolf dog, who expected the little wolf dog to be lame. The legs ran very fast, and a stray smoke rushed to George Sheng's legs.

Song Xi had a lot of things on his body. When he walked to him, he naturally grabbed her bag. Song Xi was taken aback and found that he wanted to help her. He quickly said thank you, but his face was a little hot. .

Carrying two cats and holding a dog, Song Xi and George Sheng went out of the private room together and walked to the front desk. George Sheng took out his wallet to pay for the bill. Song Xi did not fight with him, knowing that he was not short of the small amount of money.

The boss was sitting at the front desk playing on the computer, and Song Xi smiled politely: "Thank you boss."

The boss didn't want to look back. Hearing this, he had to raise his head, smile and haha, "You're welcome, come here often."

As he said, his eyes fell on George Sheng's face, and he asked tentatively: "This is your husband?"

As soon as he said this, Song Xi's brain buzzed, secretly saying which pot was not opened or which pot, did not dare and embarrassed to look at George Sheng's face, Song Xi almost bit the bullet and nodded.

There were also two young girls in the front desk, and they all looked envious.

After paying the bill, George Sheng and Song Xi walked out one after another. The female clerk shook her head with emotion, "I'm glad for the first time that the flowers are not stuck in the cow dung. Didn't you say that all the good-looking ones went to sugar daddy? The parents are so good-looking, and the husband is so handsome?!"

Another said with the same expression: "No wonder we can't find the handsome guy, and the boss can't find the beauty. It turns out that the handsome guy is married to the beauty."

The boss is the most heartbroken and sighed: "I also bought two pieces of cake for nothing, a fruit plate and a snack plate, and my hot face was on my cold ass."

Out of the coffee shop, George Sheng walked to the driver's side, and Song Xi pulled the co-driver and sat in. She knew that there was no end to the matter. Sure enough, as soon as the car door was closed, when she was wearing the seat belt, George Sheng's voice came: "What did you tell people outside?"

Song Xi immediately raised her head, and Mingzhe replied in a self-defeating manner: "I didn't talk nonsense. The boss was a little bit of a conversation before, so I said I was married."

She didn't know he would come.

George Sheng stared ahead and started the car on his own. A few seconds later, he suddenly said: "There are too many shameless people these days. Next time, I will say you don't like men."

Song Xi really didn't expect that when George Sheng was still joking, he couldn't hold back the corners of his lips and replied aloud: "I said that a few years ago, until a girl confessed to me later, I didn't dare to talk nonsense. Up."

George Sheng asked with a somewhat provocative voice: "Does it show that you eat all men and women?"

Song Xi replied with a serious tone: "I've been pretty good-looking since I was a kid."

George Sheng snorted very lightly, and said blatantly: "I have never seen you so unassuming."

Song Xi said, "I'm deliberately humble. Actually, I'm not pretty, but pretty."

George Sheng couldn't help but glanced at her sideways. Song Xi lowered her head slightly and touched the little wolf dog on her leg. The light in the car was dim, but it was not a hindrance to him. He could clearly see the curvature of her face. , Full forehead, long eyelashes, straight nose bridge, plump lips, sharp but fleshy chin.

He asked against his will: "Where do you look good?"

Song Xi didn't look up, and replied in a sparse tone: "Since I was young, no one said I was ugly."

George Sheng said: "It's not hard to look good, but it doesn't mean it looks good."

Song Xi still said in a tone that was so arrogant that he couldn't understand: "Personal aesthetics are different, and some people think Wu Yanzu is not handsome."

George Sheng continued lukewarmly: "It's average."

Song Xi suffocated to death. If this is the second one, she must fight him.

But George Sheng said this, forget it, but I can only forgive him.

The two returned to Cuicheng Mountain. There was already electricity at home. Just as they entered the house, Song Xi suddenly thought of something and said to George Sheng, "Do you know how to treat a puppy biting something?"

George Sheng said: "Close the cage."

Song Xi said, "It will recover in two days. I will have to send it back at that time. It won't be long before I buy a cage. I am afraid that it will be uncomfortable when I buy it."

George Sheng asked: "Do you know who lost it? Where can I send it?"

Song Xi hesitated: "The pet shop doctor said it is in good condition. It is probably domestically raised. If a dog is lost, there will be a sign for finding a dog nearby, right?"

George Sheng said lightly: "Think too much."

He changed his slippers and walked in, Song Xi followed after two seconds slowly: "By the way, I'm going to buy a bed sheet and quilt. By the way, I can help you pick a few sets of colors that help you sleep. You can try to use it?"

She was questioning, George Sheng didn't look back, and walked upstairs and said, "What color?"

Song Xi didn't dare to say pink, first came a more gentle color: "Blue."

George Sheng didn't even think about it: "No."

Song Xi hurriedly said: "It's not sky blue, it's dark blue, the blue of the sea, low-key, deep, and unobtrusive."

George Sheng said nothing. Seeing that he had already stepped to the second floor, Song Xi said, "Then I will pick one for you first, and you will try it when you come back."

George Sheng didn't refuse, this was agreed.

When Song Xi returned to the room, the cats, dogs, and dogs all put down, each looking for a place to sleep. She picked up a few books on the coffee table, went downstairs to warm a glass of milk, and knocked on George Sheng's door.

"In."

George Sheng had just finished taking a shower and was sitting on the sofa wiping his hair. Song Xi put the milk beside him, put the book down, and said, "These books are suitable for turning over before going to bed. After you finish reading, tell me. I'll change it for you."

George Sheng opened the top one casually, and it turned out to be a book of short jokes.

Lifting his eyes to look at Song Xi, he asked aloud: "You didn't get me the wrong book?"

Song Xi has that serious face again: "No, I picked this one for you. I am afraid you won’t be able to read it because of the large number of words. There are a thousand little jokes, each of which is very short. I read the previous ones. Page, kind of funny."

George Sheng said, "Do you want me to talk about cross talk after watching it?"

Song Xi replied: "It's good for you to be happy. You don't need to make anyone happy, and you don't need anyone to make you happy. It's the most reliable way to entertain yourself. What else is happier than being happy?"

Just be happy, George Sheng forgot, how long no one asked him if he was happy, everyone greeted him with a smile, but everyone just wanted to get something from him to make themselves happy.

Song Xi said, it’s good if you are happy.