Life With You

Song Xi could step on George Sheng several thunderous points in one sentence. After thinking about it, he still said: "Who do you call brothers?"

Song Xi replied, "Is it a sister?"

In the silent room, she seemed to hear him take a deep breath.

Without waiting for him to freak out, Song Xi immediately changed his tone: "Hey, don't be angry, I'm making you happy."

She didn't conceal her intentions. George Sheng was silent for a moment when she heard the words, and replied lukewarmly: "You can't get the right place by flattering."

Song Xi Lian was ill and coaxed with a good temper: "Then you said where is the right place? Where do you point and where I shoot."

George Sheng replied flatly: "Legs."

Song Ximei raised her eyes slightly.

Seeing that she didn't understand, George Sheng added a little impatiently: "I'm going to die."

"Oh." Song Xi realized afterwards: "I'll wipe it for you."

She stood up, but forgot that George Sheng was still holding one of her hands, because after holding it for a long time, the two of them lost their feelings. There was a sudden movement at this moment, and both of them were taken aback.

George Sheng retracted his hand, Song Xi curled up his lips and patted his arm: "It's okay, I'm not afraid."

George Sheng looked at her: "What am I afraid of?"

Song Xi said, "I'm not afraid."

George Sheng: "..."

After that, Song Xi walked towards the bathroom, seemingly calm, but in fact his heartbeat was like a drum.

Turning to a place where George Sheng could not see, Song Xi sighed lightly and looked down at her left hand. The palm of her hand was sweaty, the palm of her hand was her own sweat, and the back of her hand was held by George Sheng.

He wiped George Sheng again and changed his clothes. Song Xi sweated slightly on his forehead. He caught a glimpse of the food on the bedside table and said, "I turn on the light and you have some porridge."

George Sheng said, "No."

Song Xi said: "Then can you see it?"

George Sheng didn't want to do it himself, so he replied: "You can see it."

Song Xi was not stupid either. Knowing that it was time for flattering, she put a pillow on him, she picked up the porcelain bowl on the table, just because the porridge was warm, she took a spoonful and handed it to George Sheng's lips.

George Sheng took a bite: "Added sugar?"

"Well, boiled with rock sugar."

George Sheng remembered that yesterday morning, she went to his pocket and stuffed a handful of things. Then he reached out and touched it and found that it was a handful of candies... Did she coax him as a child?

Just about to frustrate her, Song Xi asked, "Is it delicious?"

George was stunned, and he said ‘um’ for no reason.

Song Xi sat on the edge of the bed, curling her lips: "I guess you will like it."

The black lamp was blind, and she fed him the porridge in the dark. At first glance, it was a bit weird, but George Sheng could see the expression on her face, not only on the face, but even the expression in the eyes.

Seeing her pride, George Sheng deliberately said lukewarmly: "It's just a bowl of sweet porridge."

Not even complacent?

Song Xi said: "I'm cooking rock sugar porridge for the first time. Shouldn't I be praised for making it so successful?"

George Sheng said: "It's not that people with mental disabilities can cook well."

Song Xi curled her lips: "Mentally retarded will not feed you porridge."

George Sheng said provocatively: "Unhappy? You can let it go if you are unhappy, no one will force you."

Song Xi was expressionless, but said to her mouth: "Happy, my hands are shaking without seeing my excitement."

With that said, she took a spoonful of porridge and sent it to George Sheng's lips, shivering.

George Sheng frowned: "If you spill my bed sheet..."

Before the words fell, a drop of water from the bottom of the spoon fell on the quilt. Song Xi could not see it, but George Sheng could see it clearly.

He came up with a breath, his lips opened, and he was about to scold her, Song Xi thought he was anxious to eat, and immediately put a large spoonful of porridge into his mouth intimately.

It is said that women love sweets, and sweets make people feel good. In fact, this is very ambiguous, because men also like sweets, and they also feel good when they eat sweets.

Just like George Sheng, a bite of sweet porridge is in his mouth, from the sweetness of the tongue to the throat, and from the throat to the heart.

He himself was puzzled, because he forgave her for dropping something on his quilt because of a mouthful of porridge, and suddenly he didn't want to scold her.

After drinking a few spoonfuls of sweet porridge, George Sheng was in a good mood, and asked in a lazy tone: "Only porridge?"

Song Xi asked: "Would you like side dishes?"

"Ok."

She was really prepared, and saw her raise her hand to take it, and George Sheng looked at the side dishes and a big bowl of cut fruit.

I pierced a piece of apple with a fork and handed it to George Sheng's lips. George Sheng was so heartbroken that he was too lazy to talk about her for what to eat. In this respect, she was Liu Adou who could not afford it.

A mouthful of porridge, a mouthful of fruit, and only the sound of George Sheng chewing in the quiet room. Song Xi feels like a breeder. Although the beasts are fierce, feeding them still makes her very fulfilling.

"Looking at how delicious you are, I'm hungry."

Song Xi said while feeding.

George Sheng replied blankly: "You have a misunderstanding of instinct and fragrance."

Song Xi raised his eyes to look at him: "If it doesn't taste good, would you eat so much?"

George Sheng said: "I just don't want to eat this kind of food anymore, so I have to hurry up."

Song Xi lowered his eyes and despised him secretly.

When he finished eating, Song Xi got up and wanted to leave. George Sheng asked, "Where to go?"

Song Xi said: "Eat."

George Sheng said: "Bring it up to eat."

Song Xi looked at him suspiciously and vigilantly, George Sheng replied with a tone of'you think too much': "I'm still uncomfortable. You stay vigil tonight."

When Song Xi heard this, he secretly slandered to himself, vigil? Why doesn't he say escort?

Just as he was thinking, George Sheng said, "Don't be in vain, remember your love."

Song Xi immediately replied: "It's enough to have you, I will come as soon as I go."

The favor of George Sheng, most people would not even want it, she is not taking advantage of the fire, at most it is just taking advantage of the void.

She went downstairs and came up almost twenty minutes later, and George Sheng thought she had ran on the way countless times.

Coming back again, Song Xi was holding a square deep dish in both hands. Before anyone appeared, George Sheng had already smelled a scent.

When she walked in, George Sheng stared at her intently. Song Xi thought he was asleep and was about to quietly go to the coffee table to eat. He unexpectedly said, "What are you eating?"

Song Xi looked at the bed, her eyes couldn't adjust to the darkness right away. She couldn't see the expression on George Sheng's face, so she answered truthfully: "Spaghetti."

George Sheng said, "Did you retaliate against me on purpose?"

Song Xi has known him for a long time, and immediately clarified his logic, and replied aloud: "You are sick, and you can't digest noodles."

George Sheng said: "My stomach hurts."

Song Xi asked immediately, "Ah? Why does my stomach hurt suddenly?"

George Sheng said, "It's angry."

The only thing Song Xi is not comfortable with right now is his sudden ‘funny’. She thought he was serious just now.

Now that the grievances were so deep, Song Xi could only come to the bed with a plate and insincerely asked, "Do you want to eat?"

George Sheng replied readily: "Don't eat."

Song Xi was overjoyed.

But when he was happy for only three seconds, George Sheng said again: "You can't eat either."