Life With You

A group of people at the wine table deliberately took turns to worship Song Xijiu. George Sheng helped block some of them. He couldn't hold back Song Xi's enthusiasm. He was happy and drank it himself without him.

After the meal, everyone talked and sang. Song Xi and Huo Jiamin walked in front of them arm in arm, and Chang Jingle took the time to say to George Sheng: "You are stupid, we deliberately created opportunities for you, and you kept trying to help her stop drinking. "

George Sheng's complexion was faint, and he replied indifferently: "No need."

Chang Jingle raised his eyebrows and said three-pointers provocatively, "If you are not drunk, can you win it yourself?"

George Sheng's eyes flashed with disdain: "Do you think I am you?"

Chang Jingle immediately retorted: "If you say I don't care about anything else, I don't want to sleep with someone, never rely on alcohol."

After all, without waiting for George Sheng's answer, he just said: "It's you, she doesn't drink too much, can you handle it?"

George Sheng looked at someone's back a few meters in front of him, his thin lips opened, and his voice was low and soft with a touch of softness: "I don't bother to use this three-way trick."

After all, Chang Jingle has known George Sheng for a long time. He paused for a few seconds before saying tentatively, "I can't bear this?"

That's right, George Sheng was reluctant, so he treated her so hard, and how willing to deal with her while she was drunk.

Huo Jiamin held Song Xi's arm and asked in a low voice, "Xiaoxi, where are you with Zhisheng?"

Song Xi heard Huo Jiamin's implication, and immediately replied: "We just talked about it the genius before, what step do you think you can get?"

Huo Jiamin replied: "It's been two days now, it's not early, take him down tonight."

Song Xi's eyes glared, with an expression of you joking with me.

Huo Jiamin asked boldly: "He has grown like this, can you bear it?"

Song Xi gulped inexplicably, and replied, "I'm still quite traditional. I have to take my time."

Huo Jiamin anxiously urged: "I will pack a ticket with you. He has no other merits. He is dedicated and does not cost anything. If you put him to sleep, I promise that he will be more dedicated to you."

While they were talking, the two of them left the restaurant. If it hadn't been for a cold wind from outside, Song Xibao would have realized the taste of hot cheeks.

A group of people drank and called for driving. Originally, Huo Jiamin wanted to share a car with Song Xi, but George Sheng didn’t know when he came over from behind and raised his arm. He took Song Xi to his side, and told Huo Jiamin. Say: "Take another car."

Poor Huo Jiamin stood there blowing his beard and staring. George Sheng didn't even look at her, and took Song Xi directly into the car.

The hotel driver fastened his seat belt and concentrated on driving. George Sheng in the back seat took Song Xi's hand. Because there were outsiders, both chose to remain silent.

As the car drove all the way to the forbidden city, Song Xi closed her eyes unknowingly in the middle, and George Sheng tilted her head to his shoulder. Song Xi opened her eyes and heard a low, sweet voice from above her head: "Are you sleepy?"

Song Xi replied in a low voice: "It's okay." The voice was soft, and it made people's bones crisp.

George Sheng said, "I will drink less later, a bunch of uneasy ones."

With a hint of narrowness in Song Xi's eyes, he continued in a low voice, "Afraid I drink too much to be crazy?"

George Sheng said nothing, thinking in his heart that he was afraid that he could not hold it.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the gate of the Forbidden City. When a few people got together, they walked in together. Huo Jiamin deliberately came to dismantle Song Xi and George Sheng, holding Song Xi forward, and muttering. : "You will sit with me later and leave him alone."

Song Xi said, "Why do you want to air him?"

Huo Jiamin replied: "See him unhappy."

Song Xi smiled and said, "You changed your face too quickly. You were still speaking for him just now."

Huo Jiamin curled his lips and said: "We are piercing our hearts every day. If he doesn't have other friends, I wouldn't play with him."

Huo Jiamin was joking, but Song Xi thought of Qiao Aiwen's remarks this afternoon, and he faintly felt sorry for George Sheng, and wanted to give him a loving hug.

However, Huo Jiamin took her all the way and did not let go. When she reached the private room upstairs, she took off her jacket, and sat in front of the jukebox and asked, "Xiao Xi, what do you want to sing?"

Song Xi said: "You sing first, I'll rest for a while."

Yu Guang looked to the right, and George Sheng was also entangled by Chang Jingle. There was a gap of more than three meters between the two. It was simply difficult to cross the gap.

Four men and two women were divided into two groups, Chang Jingle Yang said: "Jiamin, click on a lively song, after all, today is a good day."

It just so happened that Huo Jiamin couldn't think of what to sing, and asked aloud, "What do you want to sing? I'll give you something first."

Yuan Bao smiled and said: "You sing "Good Days"."

Chang Jingle was a little confused: "Which "Good Day"?"

Ruan Boyan read the words from the side: "Today is a good day. Everything you want can be done."

Before the music was playing in the private room, Song Xi heard the conversations between the men clearly. She couldn't help but giggled. George Sheng looked at her with deep and hot eyes.

Huo Jiamin asked: "Order this?"

Chang Jingle said: "I'm crazy, I don't sing this. Give me the song "I Just Like You"."

Huo Jiamin clicked on a song. Chang Jingle picked up the microphone on the table and said in Song Xi's direction: "I will give this song to Xiaoxi for Xiao Sheng. Whoever makes people like you is so crowded."

The classic and familiar melody sounded in the private room, which evokes not only a sense of time, but also many old memories. Chang Jingle has done a good job in singing. Song Xi was once amazed on George Sheng's birthday. Everyone has been drinking for three rounds. Song Xi didn’t know about it. Anyway, she herself was slightly drunk. Looking at the picture on the screen, she heard the classic lyrics coming from her ears. She unconsciously curled her lips, obviously. Especially intoxicated.

George Sheng sat on the sofa diagonally across from Song Xi. The screen light illuminates her face. He saw a smile in her eyes. He sang along with her from time to time and took out his mobile phone. He sent a text message.

Song Xi was afraid that he couldn't hear the phone when he entered here, so he put the phone on the coffee table and the screen of the phone was on. She took it the first time. It turned out to be a text message from George Sheng. Question: Is it fun to hear others singing?

Song Xi could almost imitate the tone of George Sheng when he said this, and he glanced sideways, and sure enough, someone was staring at her unblinkingly.

Song Xiren couldn't help crying or laughing, and replied a text message to him: Or you can sing me a song, I promise to be super.

George Sheng looked down at the phone and pressed a few slender fingers.

Song Xi received a text message with two short words: Come here.

Song Xi deliberately teased him and replied: You sing me a song and I will go over.

George Sheng didn't return, Song Xi didn't worry, and discussed with Huo Jiamin beside him what song to sing.

After Chang Jingle sang a song, Song Xi and Huo Jiamin both cheered and applauded vigorously, especially Song Xi, smiling towards the other end: "It's so good to listen to, and the quality of the film can be released at any time."

Chang Jing said happily, "Really? I feel relieved if I have your words. I will start my debut tomorrow."

The two of them talked happily in the air. Song Xi and Yuguang glanced at someone, and someone sat motionless in the same place, with a clear expression on his face and no idea what he was thinking about.