Life With You

Song Xi took the phone, and the first reaction was fake! There must be a fake George Sheng on the other side, or else she thought it was different from what he thought.

Blushing and heartbeat, Song Xi asked brazenly: "What to try?"

George Sheng paused for a few seconds, and then replied in a low voice: "Cheeky..."

His voice is beautiful, and he has an unprecedented, similar... embarrassing emotion. Song Xi blushed and his whole body was numb. It was obviously he was provoking, and it seemed like she was molesting. He is the same.

Before Song Xi could answer, George Sheng said: "I was driving and hung up."

"Oh~"

Song Xi hung up and stood there and didn't move immediately. It's not that she didn't want to go. It was because her legs didn't listen to her. Standing behind the security gate, she actually had the urge to lie on the wall and laugh.

Thinking of George Sheng’s meaningful ‘cheeky’ sentence, whoops... it’s not working.

Song Xi raised her hand and patted her face, trying to push the corners of her lips down, so as not to get too smug.

Song Xi was in a very good mood all day, and she smiled when she talked to everyone, especially when she got off work at night, she felt like an arrow at home.

Someone was following her all the time, and seeing her coming downstairs, the private car usually hidden in the dark took the initiative to drive her to the gym in Changning.

When she got to the place, Song Xi got off the car and the lights were on in the gymnasium. She pretended to think that George Sheng would be there, but opened the door and walked in. The huge venue was empty and there was no one.

Song Xi walked to the lounge chair, put down her bag, took out her mobile phone and called George Sheng. He was connected after the phone rang twice. Song Xi asked, "Are you there yet?"

George Sheng lowered his voice slightly by two minutes: "Wait a moment, I have something to do temporarily."

Song Xi said immediately: "Okay, then you can hurry up, bye."

When she hung up the phone, Song Xi was still happy, that is, she was indescribably happy, as if the seed in her heart was taken care of, helping it break the soil, water it, and bask in the sun.

When she walked to the basketball court, Song Xi bent over and picked up the blue ball on the ground. Even the ball that George Sheng had touched was particularly pleasing to her eyes. This kind of blind obsession with the house and Wu has not been seen for a long time. She remembers the last time she appeared. It was when she liked Shen Zhaoyi.

Thinking of Shen Zhaoyi, Song Xi still feels a pain in her heart. How much beauty and longing the last relationship gave her, it gave her so much pain and nightmares, so that in the past few years when he disappeared, she could not tell whether she missed him. Love him more, or hate him more.

Not to mention outsiders, even Song Xi felt for a while that a person who was hurt was incapable of liking another person. She hadn't touched anyone for three years.

Now, my heart suddenly began to worry about another man. I couldn’t help but feel angry. Song Xi was also very worried when he was happy. Maybe after the age of love, maybe after being bitten by a snake for ten years and fearing the rope Perhaps because the subject was George Sheng, Song Xi had to think rationally and even weigh the pros and cons.

People are very selfish, such a reckless love, one talk is enough.

No one wants to be injured, and Song Xi is not sure where she and George Sheng will go. Raising the blue ball in her hand, she shoots towards the basket hard. Some things are not as good as the sky, she doesn’t know. How things will develop in the future, but one thing she can be sure of is that unless George Sheng takes the initiative to chase her, she will not easily cross the line.

Song Xi knew that the ball was missed as soon as she shot it. It was not flying towards the basket at all. She was about to hide, but inadvertently, the ball went into the blue.

Song Xi picked up her eyes, is there such an operation?

Playing alone in a huge gymnasium, the sound of the blue ball reverberating all over the room, Song Xi in various poses, drove the ball for a layup, then made a mid-shot, and made three of ten shots. She already felt special. happy.

No one was watching, she started playing by herself, patted the ball and walked to the position between the two-point line and the three-point line, thinking about whether she could throw it in by herself, but the ball was just raised, and suddenly she had a hand. Qing, Song Xi was startled, and instinctively turned to look.

Behind him, there was a black figure. George Sheng didn't know when he would appear, holding Song Xi's ball in his hand. He looked ahead and his wrist was folded. Song Xi didn't turn around, but he heard the blue ball making a ‘swipe’ across the net.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The lower and lower voice was the bounce of the blue ball after it landed.

Song Xi looked at George Sheng with surprise and excitement: "Can you make a noise while walking?"

George Sheng stared at her and said, "It's not half as high as the basket. What kind of basketball does the scholar play?"

With that, he took off his jacket and handed it to her: "Run in a circle."

Song Xi expressed dissatisfaction with her eyes, but still took the jacket obediently and turned to the lounge chair. Behind her, George Sheng had already started to warm up with a game. After putting down her jacket, she ran around the gymnasium.

After running for a lap and a half, she took off her coat and called George Sheng to practice.

At the beginning, George Sheng hit Song Xi with the ball. Although it didn't hurt, it was completely provocative. Song Xi was angry but helpless, and blamed her for her inferior skills.

After more than a dozen goals in a row, Song Xi stooped to pick up the ball, looked at the opponent and said: "This way I can't practice, you won't give me a chance to fight back."

George Sheng asked calmly: "How do you want to fight?"

Song Xi said, "You use your left hand."

George Sheng pressed his beautiful lips, his face was impatient and contemptuous, but the racket silently switched from his right to his left.

Upon seeing this, Song Xi's eyes flashed with joy.

"I'm coming."

As she said, she started to serve, and George Sheng temporarily changed his left hand, naturally not as flexible as his right hand, but he could still catch it.

Song Xi didn't have any pity, just thinking about how to take advantage of the vacancy, hitting fast and hard with every shot, and he focused on tricky angles.

After a dozen back and forth between the two in this round, although Song Xi still lost in the end, she felt very happy. This was a match that was evenly matched.

Then they continued to serve, and the two continued to play. Song Xi became more and more aggressive and full of fighting spirit. She finally found a chance. She jumped up and made a smash, and the ball was directly on George Sheng's chest.

At that moment, Song Xi clenched his fists, and it was nothing more than that for winning the Olympics.

Turning around excitedly, Song Xi turned her head and looked opposite, George Sheng's face was not pretty.

Song Xi asked provocatively, "Do you know what it's like to be hit on the body?"

George Sheng deliberately replied with a sullen face: "How much do I let you, don't you know?"

Song Xi looked calmly: "You are a man and I am a woman. Didn't you make me what I should?"

George Sheng was so angry that his teeth tickled, and he said, "Where are you like a woman?"

Playing so hard, his chest hurts through the sweater.

Upon hearing this, Song Xi replied subconsciously: "It doesn't matter whether it looks like or not, is it the most important thing? I am a man or a woman, don't you know?"