Life With You

When George Sheng came to pick up Song Xi, it was already dark outside. The first thing she did after getting in the car was to look back. The back seat was empty. She asked aloud, "Where are the flowers?"

George Sheng said: "Call someone to take it home."

Song Xi joked: "I thought you gave it away."

George Sheng glanced at her slightly, "Who can I give?"

When Song Xi thought of someone in her heart, she couldn't help but replied: "Yuan Bao."

George Sheng didn't smile, and said to himself: "You look much better than him."

Song Xi subconsciously said, "Yuan Bao is handsome, okay?"

When the voice fell, George Sheng's voice was deeper than usual, and he asked, "Are you interested in him?"

Song Xi squinted, "You even want to eat the vinegar of Yuanbao?"

George Sheng said, "Do you think I am not enough? I care about others so much."

Song Xi couldn't laugh or cry: "What does it mean to care? I just look at it normally."

George Sheng said, "Don't look at it normally."

He drove blankly, and didn't know if he was really jealous or teased her intentionally. Song Xi sighed'hey': "No wonder Xiao Wen was vaccinating me."

George Sheng asked: "What did she say?"

Song Xi said: "If you don't tell you, chatting between women, what do you big man inquire about?"

Speaking of Qiao Aiwen, Song Xi suddenly remembered something. She turned her head and asked, "Did you sculpt that wooden star yourself?"

George Sheng did not squint, and a shy expression flashed across his eyes. He paused for two seconds and asked instead: "Xiaowen told you?"

Song Xi said, "We talked. She said that when you were young, you could sculpt. I thought of the star you gave me last Christmas. Wouldn't it really be your own carving?"

Song Xi looked forward to the affirmative answer from the bottom of her heart, but the tone was mostly ridicule. George Sheng said without changing his face: "Don't like it?"

Song Xi said, "When did I say I didn't like it?"

George Sheng said: "That's not enough."

Song Xi frowned slightly: "You haven't said if you carved it yourself."

George Sheng was much more happy this time and replied: "Yes."

Song Xi muttered in a low voice: "Turn around."

In fact, George Sheng just wanted to determine whether she liked it or not. If she liked it, he was naturally happy. If she didn't like it... then he had to give her what she liked.

Driving with one hand, George Sheng handed over his right hand. Song Xi did not move this time, saying, "Drive well."

George Sheng said, "Hands."

Song Xi said, "The sight is not good at night, please pay attention."

It wasn't that she suddenly changed her mind, it was because there was a wooden star in her heart. She was so happy, afraid that she would be more emotional after holding hands with him. She couldn't help but rush to him. Song Xi decided to keep a little distance.

However, George Sheng said, "It's the same to me, give it to me."

After Song Xi realized that George Sheng is a cat head Sheng, day and night are the same to him, how could she forget this.

His hand has been stretched out for a long time, and she didn't want him to go or not, so she raised her left hand, pretending to be calm and put it on.

George Sheng held her hand, Song Xi sat quietly in the co-pilot, turning his head to look out the window from time to time, and secretly relieved the corners of his lips that he always wanted to provoke.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the door of the Tiandi family. The two got off the car one after another. Song Xi had no idea before. It was not until the clerk brought the two to the door of a certain private room. The moment the door opened, she began to be inexplicably nervous.

The door opened and Song Xi walked in with George Sheng. As soon as the clerk closed the door, he heard a familiar voice from the opposite table: "Yeah, let's see who is here?"

Song Xi felt like riding a horse in his heart, but calmly joked back: "How long hasn't it been since then, you don't know me?"

Chang Jingle’s handsome face was full of narrowness, and he grinned: “We’ve been here a long time ago, just waiting for the two protagonists to come on stage. You two hide too deeply, if I happened to meet you, you want to hide it. When is it?"

When the voice fell, Huo Jiamin also followed: "Xiao Xi, you don't talk about loyalty too much, do you treat us as outsiders?"

Before Song Xi could answer, George Sheng's hand fell on her shoulder and he walked in with her without changing his face. He said, "Ask me any questions."

As soon as this remark came out, besides Yuan Bao, Chang Jingle, Huo Jiamin, and even Ruan Boyan all followed suit, making it clear that George Sheng was protecting his shortcomings.

Song Xi could control her expression, but she couldn't control her blushing. In less than a minute, her blood was pouring up.

The other people sat on both sides of the round table and gave the two main positions in the middle to George Sheng and Song Xi. Song Xi didn't feel happy. Sitting in this position was equivalent to the principal offender to be tried later.

Sure enough, she took off her coat, her buttocks had not yet been seated, and Huo Jiamin had already said strangely: "Should we ask each sentence? Hurry up and confess."

Song Xi glanced at George Sheng, and George Sheng replied calmly: "I'm chasing her, just such a thing, what can I explain?"

Yuan Bao didn't say a word, but the other people really lost their glasses. Chang Jingle looked at Song Xi seriously and asked, "How did you do it?"

Song Xi smiled: "You ask him."

George Sheng promised Song Xi that he would cover her tonight, so instead of Chang Jingle talking, George Sheng said to himself: "She didn't do anything, I took the initiative."

Chang Jingle was panicked, Huo Jiamin also clutched his heart, and said incrediblely: "Xiao Xi, what did you do to our monk Qiao?"

Song Xiren couldn't help but replied, "He has already returned to vulgarity."

Chang Jingle's eyes stared, and the **** asked immediately: "You two are already...huh?"

Before Song Xi could react, George Sheng glanced at him with a cold eye: "Shut up, I'm not you."

Chang Jingle was still suspicious, glanced at Song Xi's face, and said thoughtfully: "Then she said you are still vulgar."

After Song Xi realized, she hurriedly said: "We are very pure, don't you think it's crooked, OK?"

Chang Jingle twitched the corner of his left lip and replied with a smile but a smile: "Is it still pure today?"

Song Xi has never eaten pork herself, but she often sees pigs running. She understands Chang Jingle’s "inclusion" almost instantly, but she can’t resist it for a while. George Sheng looked at Chang Jingle coldly and said in a deep voice. : "Don't smear her ears."

Chang Jingle was not afraid at all, and asked with a smile on his face, "You are only allowed to do it, can't we just talk about it?"

Song Xi knew Chang Jing Lepi a long time ago, but he didn't expect him to be so skinny, really unscrupulous, and the person speaking blushed and heartbeat.

In order to divert her attention, she took the initiative to say: "Look at people Ruan Boyan, how low-key they are."

Chang Jing smiled disapprovingly: "Don't you ask him what he is thinking?"

George Sheng wanted to stop Song Xi, but Song Xi had already looked at Ruan Boyan. Ruan Boyan didn’t have the heavy dude breath of Chang Jingle, and he didn’t talk much. Song Xi’s impression was that he was still a gentleman. With a meaningful smile, he looked at Song Xi and said, "You still don't ask me anymore. There are pictures in my mind that cannot be described."

Song Xi didn't expect that, with a sudden change of mind, his face instantly flushed, and he secretly said that George Sheng was surrounded by a bunch of demons and ghosts. The more beautiful the skin, the worse the eyes.